A/N: Next Chapter.
Well it's a bit short, but the most important chapter (and the last one) will be the next one, anyways.
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Chapter 1: Poisoning
Squalo
Why do I feel so tired? It's abnormal.
And my joints starting to hurt, too.
Great. First it's my head, and now my body. Well, that's just great.
The next thing I know is that I'm in front of my new hotel room. It seems like it's really far away from the other room – nothing bad, actually.
That way, I will have a bit time on my own, until Xanxus gets here – since he always takes his time with woman or booze. It's annoying but convenient – today at least.
I open the door with my new key and turn the lights on…and feel my jaw collide with the floor.
This is the room for two? Are you freaking kidding me? That's NOT for two!
It's a room with ONE king sized bed! What the fuck?!
What am I going to do now?! Shit!
Yeah, I mean, normal people could share a huge bed like that, if it's only for one single night – but that's the fucking problem! Xanxus ain't normal!
But I don't want to share a normal sized bed, with one of those idiots, either!
Whatever, I don't care.
If he tries to kill me later, for lying in his bed, then he shall try. I really don't care anymore.
My body is getting heavier by the minute and the pain is slowly increasing, too.
I don't know what's happening to me, but I won't die…I guess.
Whatever.
I lay down on the soft mattress and wanna sleep…but I actually forgot to change clothes.
What is worse, is that I just remembered that I don't even have a set of clothes to sleep in.
It wasn't planned, that we stay till tomorrow evening.
Great. I hate my life at the moment. VOI!
Well I don't have a choice, so I get up again and take a look at the wardrobe on one side of the room.
I don't think, they have something that's my size, but I can't be picky, right?
Well, I'm actually quiet stunned, that they have a few long sleeved button-up-shirts, though they're all white – nothing fancy – but I don't care about that anyway.
I take one that's long enough to even count as a cocktail dress – it reaches mid-thigh – and roll it's sleeves up, so I can see my hands again. Now I'm wearing something looking like a dress with buttons and don't even wear pants...I really don't wanna know what I look like.
"Now, let's go to sleep already…", I murmur to myself while walking toward the bed, in the middle of the room.
What kinda room is that anyway…? For a honeymoon, or what? Weird...
Soon, after I laid down again and vanished under the sheets, I fell asleep.
Can't remember right, what happened next – I only know, that someone opened the door.
I thought it was Xanxus and expected something to fly at me again.
But nothing happened.
I looked up and saw a strangely familiar face that made me gasp in shock.
"YOU!", I yell and try to get up but fall back into the pillow as a sharp pain hit my body and shakes me to the core.
What the heck?!
I can't move. I can't speak. I can't do anything – damn, I can barely even breath!
What's wrong now?
I try to calm myself and watch the guy from the corner of my eyes.
It's that strange, dubious, so called 'Doctor', from the toilet earlier this evening.
What's he doing here? And how did he even get in here?!
I knew it…he's strange. Such a shady guy.
I don't know what he did to me – but I'll make sure he will suffer for it.
I'm gonna kill him later.
I try to get to him, but all I can accomplish to do in my current state, is to turn around.
Now I'm on my knees, face down in the pillow, hugging myself while trying to stop my body from shaking in pain.
I can see the satisfied look on his face and know for a fact, that it's his fault that I'm like this.
What's he trying to get out of that? I don't know that guy – but now I do. Is he just looking for a creative way of committing suicide?
Now he sets a little letter on the nightstand on the other bedside – the one that would be Xanxus side.
I can't reach it.
Can't even really tell what it is he placed there.
I close my eyes when an especially hard wave of pain rushes through my bones and makes me feel like my flesh is being torn I open them up again to see what that prick is doing now, he's gone.
Again! I didn't hear a thing! …okay, that's not that hard to do, since I was sort of…distracted.
But I could swear, he didn't move an inch from the bedside he was standing at, only a moment ago!
And now he's gone – like before.
Another wave of pain takes my breath and makes me clench my arms tighter around my torso; my own nails digging into the soft fabric of my sleeves and the skin beneath it.
Only seconds later, the door opens a second time.
I look at the side – expecting to see the 'Doctor' again but that's not the case…this time, it really isXanxus.
And he looks kinda dumbfounded.
Then slightly annoyed.
If I could move, I would get back on my feed as fast as I could, but I can't.
Instead, I'm starting to shake again, as seething hot pain floods my body and makes me gasp loudly – good thing, my face is still half covered by the pillow, so I can muffle the sound.
A bit less embarrassing. But only a bit.
Okay. Something tells me...
…this is gonna be a long, long night for me.