His world. [HIATUS]

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"You'll hurt me if I give in." I state. Still prepared to fight if I needed to. Chrollo shrugs and walks over to the bathroom. Peeking his head in.

"We won't." Chrollo kicks around glass on his floor.

"My, you're much more powerful than I imagined. I'd love to make you stronger." Hisoka slowly approaches me. I clench my fists and he smirks.

"You look so tense. Why not go take a shower?" Hisoka slowly puts a hand on my shoulder. He looked at me with warm eyes and I spiral deeper and deeper into the slightly audacious yellow eyes of his. His eyes were so powerful. They made me swoon.

"Yeah... sure." I quietly say, he smirks. How did he pursued me?

Hisoka follows me to Chrollo's bedroom and I rub my forehead, "I must say, you being so full of anger made me quite excited." Hisoka cheers.

Him saying that kinda made me excited...

"Is that so?" I coo, I walk into his porcelain white bathroom, he stands in the doorframe and leans to the side. I bend down and turn on the water.

"Should I join?" Hisoka asks, referencing the shower, i raise my hand to my chin.

"No, you have Machi germs all over you." I tease. pushing him out of the way, he didn't resist. I close the door and lock it; I take my clothes off and take a shower. I looked down at my throbbing palms from the glass I threw. The gashes were somewhat deep, stained blood washed off my hands and the red spilled into the drain.

I took my time. I needed to go home and I knew that. But I also knew father didn't want to see me. I was somewhat obedient, so I knew father wouldn't think I was wish someone who he just threatened to kill.

I was done showering, I turn off the water and grabbing the towel from the rack. My body was so sore. I wonder if Chrollo and Hioka are mad at me? I should really apologize to Chrollo...

I step out of the shower and look at myself in the mirror, my eyes were slightly sunken in. I open the door quietly and see the room is empty. I quickly change and brush through my sopping hair.

I was wearing a comfy- larger sweatshirt and a white skirt with knee high stockings. My stomach grumbles. I was starving. But I was so nervous to even face the men downstairs. My stomach was in so much pain.

I pace around the bedroom and contemplate my existence. Do I go downstairs? They'll think I'm weird if I don't talk to them, are they mad at me?

My head snaps towards the door when I see the door handle move. I quickly move towards my bag to make it look like I was doing something. It was Chrollo.

"What are you doing?" He asks. I stutter.

"I- Uh, I'm just putting my things in my bag," I attempt to smile and I scratch the back of my head. Chrollo was wearing a black button up and black pants. He looked like he was going somewhere.

"Well, I had the staff clean your mess downstairs," He starts. Tears begin to hit the brink of my eyes.

"I-I'm sorry." Hot tears burn my cheeks, I start to cry and rub my eyes to try and stop the river flowing from my eyes. I crouch down and curl up onto a ball. crying into my knees.

"Why are you crying?" Chrollo walks over to me and lifts me so I'm inches away from his face. I keep my head down and cry.

"I'm sorry for destroying your bathroom Chrollo!" I sob and he rubs my shoulders and seems hesitant to comfort me at first.