Please read from the beginning if you haven't already.

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YOUR POV:

Your mouth turned as dry as sandpaper. The letter was shaking due to the trembling of your hands.

"I-it's h-him . . ."

"Hm?" the nurse says obliviously.

You slowly looked up. "H-he's g-going to t-take m-me a-again . . ."

The nurse quickly became alarmed and called the police department, taking the letter with her. The people questioned her. Who was at the front desk when it was dropped off? Was she there? Did she know when it came?

The nurse explained that she went to the bathroom and then came back and saw the flowers. She didn't think much of it since people usually dropped off gifts. She figured that since the person saw no one was there they simply left it. The nurse was only in the bathroom for a few minutes.

The surveillance cameras were checked. Since it was placed above the door, the back of someone walking in was recorded. He held the flowers and placed them on the desk in a rush. There were a few people in the waiting room, but they paid no attention. The person's head was down the whole time, concealing himself. Even worse, he wore a black hoodie that even hid the color of his hair.

Everyone was convinced it was him. However, even though it was kind of obvious, proof was still required like any other crime investigation.

"That's it!" you holler. "Get me out of here! I have something to say to this bitch!"

"Ma'am," a young women says nervously, "you need to rest." She looked at you as if you were crazy. You gave her a sickly sweet smile.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to go nuts. I know what I'm doing. Now, please get me out or else I'll start using all of my strength to leave."

"Why do you want to go?"

"I just need to be outside of the hospital for a second. You can take me back in right after, I promise. Being cooped up in here makes me want to have some fresh air."

The women receives permission to take you out but you must be in a wheelchair. Even though it was your stomach that was injured, you were still weak.

Cool air hits your face and the sun shines above you. You take a deep breath and fuel up all of your fury.

"KILLUA! I KNOW YOU'RE HERE SOMEWHERE WATCHING ME! SO YOU LISTEN TO ME AND LISTEN WELL. I'M DONE WITH YOUR BULLSHIT SO LEAVE ME ALONE AND FIND ANOTHER GIRL TO TERRORIZE WITH YOUR PATHETIC LIFE AND-"

You didn't have time to finish because the women quickly pushes the wheelchair back inside. You were shaking in anger.

You were placed on a bed and told you weren't able to come outside anymore on your request. Thirty minutes later, your parents come in. Instead of being furious like you've expected, they only looked sad and worried.

"Y/N . . . what has happened to you?" your mom said in a hushed voice.

"W-what do you mean? I know he was listening. He's always there, finding the right moment to strike." You weren't lying when you said that. Killua was probably somewhere around, watching you closely. You knew he was.

"Look, sweetie. I understand this whole thing has shaken you quite up, but you are simply being paranoid. I'm sure he's hundreds of miles away right now, hiding from the police. He's not here."

Your dad nodded in agreement. "We're concerned about how you're changing. When the nurses told us what you've done outside . . . what happened? What happened to the incredibly selfless girl who could barely speak above a whisper? What's happening to you?"

It dawns on you how much you've transformed from your old self.

"Kidnapping and reality is what happened to me, dad."

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KILLUA'S POV:

I'm so hurt of what my angel said to me. She said I had a pathetic life, too. When she slapped me with those words, I actually put a hand over my heart. It's been long since I've felt emotions so deep.

No, before Y/N I've never felt anything. Only she can have this affect on me.

Her little rant dug like a knife inside my mind. I clenched my fists and debated on whether to go get Y/N tonight. No, I couldn't. I had to wait for everyone to let down their guard.

And then no one would come between us.

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YOUR POV:

A couple of weeks later, I was free to go. Killua hasn't done anything since the flowers. I hope he's lost interest in me and finally took my message seriously.

The first night I slept in the same bed as my parents. I made everyone stay together at night. My parents had installed cameras that captured every corner of the house. Locks were on every door. Windows were never left open. Despite all of these cautions, I still didn't feel completely safe.

I checked off the days on a calendar since I've returned from the hospital. It's the fifteenth day now. I'm starting to sleep in my own bed now because I was quite guilty for constantly waking up my parents due to kicking and nightmares.

The first time I slept by myself I almost stayed awake all night in fear of Killua breaking in. Nothing happened.

The second time was a little better, but I was still up for hours staring at the door, expecting it to open with Killua clutching a knife.

The third time I was able to fall asleep in less than two hours which was a good accomplishment. Gradually, I was able to sleep normally again.

Now it's almost a month and nothing occurred. The police hasn't found him, but I'm feeling better bit by bit.

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KILLUA'S POV:

Tonight was the night Y/N will be back again! I silently cheered. I waited for her family to turn off the lights, indicating they're asleep.

It was a beautiful night. It reminded me of the weather the first time I saw Y/N. Now, both times, she'll be back in my arms.

There's a small breeze that whipped my hair around. Patience, I reminded myself. My legs were shaking in anticipation. After a long hour, I decided to make my move.

I picked the back door lock easily, almost laughing. Did they seriously think this would hold me back? Maybe they didn't think I'll come back.

I slipped into the house without a sound and zipped upstairs. I remembered when I followed Y/N here before. It was good to think back.

I walked up to her bedroom door and turned the knob. Nothing. She locked it, so I knocked on the door lightly instead.

Y/N makes an adorable yawn. "Mom, what is it?" she mutters groggily. I sighed and knocked again.

I hear her groan and begin to approach the door. When she's halfway there, she halts to a dead stop.

"Mom, it's you right? What do you need? Or is it you, dad?" Y/N tried to conceal her nervousness, but I could see right through it.

"It's me, Killua. You didn't think I would leave you, right?" I said. "And don't scream for help, or I will kill your parents." I add.

Silence.

"Come out, Y/N. I miss you so much. Please open the door."

"No! Why can't you just leave me!" she sobs.

I took a deep breath. "Open up now, or I'll break down the door AND stab your mom and dad." She whimpers softly. I smile in triumph when the door slowly opens.

The second I see her, I wrapped my hands around her body. "You have no idea how much I've suffered without you," I whispered, kissing the top of her head. She stiffens.

I frown when I see her sad face. But she'll be happy with me soon. "Let's go."

"You're such a liar."

"What?"

"Y-you killed Connor! How could you! You even told me you weren't going to!" Tears streamed down Y/N's face.

"I'm sorry, but I had to. He was getting in our way. Also, he was just planning to use you."

"Funny coming from you after what you've tried to do last time," Y/N spat. "Besides, Connor would never do that! He loved me, and I loved him!"

"NO YOU DIDN'T! YOU DIDN'T LOVE HIM, AND HE DIDN'T LOVE YOU! YOU'RE MINE!

She quiets down. "I hate you."

"No, you don't." Before she can retort, I take my napkin of chloroform out and press it against her nose. I hug her tightly as she weakly attempts to push me away.

She locks eyes with me that held a look of betrayal and sorrow.

"It's about time you've come back to your real home. Y/N."

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I'M SO SORRY THIS WAS A SHIT CHAPTER I KNOW IT WENT WAYYYY TOO QUICKLY, BUT I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE ANYTHING INTERESTING HAPPEN DURING THE MONTHS READER WAS FREE. Anyway, thanks for reading!

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