⚠️‼️violence, attempted suicide‼️⚠️
-Gon POV-
"Where you going to go somewhere?" He sneered. "N-no I just w-wanted to see who was at the door." I shakily said. "And why the fuck should I believe you?" He said and eyed my wrists. "Why have you hurt yourself? That's my job." He stated tugging at my wrist. Suddenly he scratched a long line up my wrist, opening up my cuts. I gasped a little as blood dripped from my arms. He positioned my wrist and twisted it attempting to break it. I sobbed as he stopped before it split the bone. He pulled out the same pair of pliers he used to rip off my nails and this time clamped it on my canine tooth. I shuddered as I thought about the pain that will follow.
He tugged, obliterating the roots that held my tooth in place. I tried screaming but the pliers in my mouth prevented it. I could only let out strangled cries that sounded like I came from a pig slaughter house. When I got too loud he didn't hesitate to stomp his boots down onto my foot, crushing the bone. I bit my inner cheek till it was pouring blood to stop my screams. "Next time of you don't shut the fuck up I'll stitch your goddamn lips together." He growled with a heavily annoyed tone. "Y-yes sir." I said choking on the blood in my mouth.
Outside I heard sniffling. I turned my head to see who it was. Kurapika was staring through my window, his eyes glowing a deep, beautiful but angry scarlet. He looked ready to shatter my window and grab me. I just stared at his disappointed face and blacked out from the pain in my body. I woke up in my room, no clothes . I felt violated. Slow realization set in and I felt disgusting. I scratched my raw skin as if I was attempting to get rid of reality.
I ran to my bathroom and turned the water on the highest temperature. I jumped in. No matter how bad it burned my injured and raw body I scrubbed myself. The pressure melted my scabs turning the shower red. I just laughed, laughed at how pitiful I was, laughed at how pathetic I was. I scratched my entire body. Ripping the cuts open. Every single one. I lay on my floor bleeding. Crimson liquid pooled around my body.
I had completely given up. I'm just a loser. I don't deserve attention. I'm just a failure. I built up enough strength to grab my blade. I'll just end it all. I slumped against my door cutting deep into an artery in my wrist. I laughed as I watched it pour blood. Then my phone buzzed. Killua.
A/n hnggggggghhh this hurt to write. I promise it'll get a lil better
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