"Your friends house huh?" You seethed dangerously low at Maleeka that was with Hisoka in the lounge. You didn't care about the guards at the front, you drove straight through the gate and barged into his house you swore to never step foot in again. Especially because you knew he unwelcomed you a long time ago.
"M-Mom what are you doing h-here?" She stood up with terror smeared all over her face.
"You have been teaching my daughter how to lie Hisoka? I thought she was just changing because she's growing up, but no. She's just hanging out with the damn likes of you!" You started to rise your voice a bit more.
"M-mum, dad hasn't done anything wrong! I am the one that wanted to hang out with him!" Maleeka said through the verge of her tears. Feeling busted sucked like hell. She upset you, the last thing she wanted was to upset Hisoka - assuming that he would be angry that she somehow told you about the secret.
With shocked and angry eyes, you snapped your eyes back at Hisoka.
"Dad?"
"How do you know he is your father Maleeka? Wait, you know what never mind. We will speak about that later. Get in the car!" You demanded rudely.
"I don't want leave though mom. I like it here." Oh, if only she hadn't said that. You were now triggered to the max.
"You like it here? You like it by dad's house now? A damn father that was absent in your life for 6 years! A father that didn't give a shit about you or me this entire time?" You yelled angrily at your child, not caring that tears were streaming down her face from fear of your anger.
" I struggled to damn raise you and this is how you thank me Maleeka?! You start lying to me. Start skipping school. All to hang out with this man! A man you dare call a father?"
"I have every right to spend time with her. She's my daughter too Y/n." Hisoka chose to not stay silent anymore.
"Oh, now you want to spend time with her? What about the time when you found out I was pregnant and you fucking kicked me out of your life like some stray dog. What about the time you threatened to kill her and me if you ever saw us again huh? Did you tell her all that! " You snapped back.
"You want to play the blaming game? Recall the time you asked me if you should abort her? Unlike you at least I merely said get out my life, not kill her." Hisoka retaliated. Both becoming too caught up in the situation to realize all this was being said in front of Maleeka.
"M-Mom you wanted to kill m-me?" Maleeka whispered but neither heard her tiny voice.
"Because I was scared of you and what you might have done back then Hisoka!"
"Don't try and blame me for everything when you are to blame for getting pregnant. You decided to go off the pill." Hisoka continued.
"I w-was a mistake?"
"I admit I made a mistake, but that's no excuse to toss me aside! It takes two people to make a fucking child! Both parents should take responsibility. " You yelled back at Hisoka.
It was obvious that both of you had years of pent up anger and issues that needed to be addressed. Tonight was the night.
"What's the point of saying you care now when you didn't care when I had nothing and no one in my first trimester! I could barely afford anything! I neglected myself completely to try and get everything Maleeka needed. I'm slowly fucking dying because I couldn't afford the pills for my liver and heart back then."You confessed, but it was futile. Both of you were too upset with each other to realize the sensitivity of each piece of information.
"Again how is that my fault huh? You were the addict in high school. Who was the one that detoxed you? Me. Not you. Not anyone else but me. You are responsible for your own body shutting down. Why should I take responsibility for that too?" Hisoka put you in your place.
Biting the side of your lip, your anger was bubbling almost till the brim of the lid that was ready to explode off.
"Because I thought you fucking cared about me Hisoka!" You yelled back.
By now, Maleeka had run outside to the driveway to avoid hearing such horrible things being said.
"If I didn't care about you I wouldn't have paid for your Yale tuition fees. You think a damn bursary was doing all that? It was me. I paid Yale to get you in. I am the one that paid your fees, that gave you an allowance, that had men watch over you for years as protection. Don't you dare say I didn't care about you."
If you were in your right senses you would've stopped and be appreciative, but you were far too lost in your anger. There was something else that was bothering you.
"Oh! How typical of Hisoka. Just throw money at his problems instead of dealing it face on! You chose this life over us! You chose money over us! And don't fucking tell me it was too dangerous to have me around. Grimmjow is married. And you are the damn leader. You telling me you couldn't even keep me safe? So instead you chose the easier option, send me away! "
Walking passed Hisoka he heard you mumble, "I'll show you what the Joker's girl is like' before you pulled off the metal bat that he had hung up on the wall.
"You chose." You uttered before swinging the bat against his flat screen TV.
"All this money could buy!" Glass table smashed.
"Over us!" Cieling to floor window smashed.
"Sir -" One of the outside security barged into the door from hearing glass shatter.
"Leave." Hisoka instantly dismissed him.
Going into the kitchen, you started smashing every glass cupboard, and his marble counters violently. "All this wealth is more fucking important to you!"
Smashing his kitchen windows and sliding door, "Since you love your wealth more than anything in this fucking world, how does it feel to have it ruined? Broken! Torn apart! Smashed into fucking pieces!" You made a hidden reference to how your heart felt.
It was official. You completely lost your mind. The lid had exploded.
With anger burning hot in your veins, the mascara and eyeliner running down your face was an indication that you were tearing up too.
Taking out a gun bomb out of his armory, you headed to the floor above his garage.
"Oh how can I forget. The fucking cars your love more than anything!" That being said you pulled the trigger, blowing up his entire garage.
By now all alarms and smoke detectors were activated.
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"Oi guys you got the notification too?" Hidan checked his phone, notifying him about Hisoka's house being attacked.
"Let's go." Grimmjow got up with the rest following immediately.
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"What the fuck you want from me Y/n!?" Hisoka finally snapped back which was unheard of. Maybe he had to release his anger from seeing you and Yami too. The betrayal was far to bitter to not being upset about it.
Looking at him with pure hatred and anger, you dropped the gun and swang the bat to the side of his face.
Getting pissed off, Hisoka wiped the blood that was dripping from his mouth and snagged a painting from the wall to smash your face into it.
Grunting, you didn't give in. Swinging the bat at him, Hisoka caught it this time but both of you ended up tumbling down the stairs.
Getting on top of him, you attempted to strangle him with your bare hands.
"I wanted you to fucking be there for me! For us!" You pushed down harder and tighter. "To fucking treat me right! To say you are sorry!"
Reaching for the bat at his side, Hisoka rammed it into your ribcage, causing you to start coughing out blood.
"I want to be here for you and Maleeka now, but you don't want me to be! Why!" Hisoka yelled back, kicking you in the ribcage - rolling you on your back.
Running on adrenaline and anger, you took the gun that fell out of Hisoka's side and shot him in the arm.
Groaning in short lived pain, Hisoka held his shot arm. ''I tried bettering your life by fucking paying for your med school and this is how you thank me? You are nothing but an ungrateful bitch." Hisoka yelled back in a monstrous undertone. But was truly bothering him was watching you and Yami kiss.. He wasn't upset that you were acting out like this. It was Yami.
By now the house was under utter chaos. Half his house was on fire or smothered in black smoke, while the other half was totally trashed.
Getting up, you managed to get the bat back into your hands, but before you could take another swing, Hisoka rammed you through the glass window. Landing flat straight onto the glass and grass outside of for everyone to witness.
"What the fuck." Grimmjow's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets as him and the rest were pulling up on the driveway.
"What's the actual fucking issue Y/n! Can't face the fact that you are more to blame for everything that went wrong in your life than me? " Hisoka taunted you while attempting to pin your arms down.
Kneeing him in the gut, you pushed Hisoka off you and reached for the garden spade.
Missing his face, you ended up hitting the face of the spade against his shoulder.
"The issue is that I fucking loved you and you broke my heart Hisoka!" You screamed through your tears. Finally dropping the penny. "So many fucking times you broke my heart!"
"You made me fall in love with you, and for what! You were bored? You wanted to have fun?"
"You fucking chose your wealth over me! You showed me I'm worth absolutely nothing in your life!" You screamed while attempting to smash the spade back at him.
"I loved you and you sent me away!" Snatching the garden tool out of your hand, Hisoka slammed it against your back, force sending you flying onto the bonnet of his favourite car parked on the driveway.
Head smashing straight through the windshield glass.
"What the fuck you want me to do Y/n? You want me to give up everything I have for you? Is that what it will take? Will that be enough for you!?" Hisoka yelled back before getting you to stand back up by snagging at your blood drenched hair.
Staring into his devilish golden eyes, you elbowed him in the gut to break free. All this...All this was year worth of anger and hatred you were releasing onto him.
Pulling out his second gun Hisoka shot you in the thigh before you could attack him again, however your anger was far too great for that shot to bring you to your knees.
"Because if you want me to give it all up, I fucking will! It's not important to me anymore!" He hoarsely spoke through the pain.
Before you and Hisoka could clash again, the rest intervened, trying their best to hold the two of you back.
"Guys stop, ya'll killing each other!" Grimmjow yelled, trying his best to keep you and Hisoka apart by standing in the middle extending out his arms.
"I never wanted you to give up anything Hisoka! Just like how I never wanted you to give up on us so easily!" You yelled over Grimmjow, trying to break free from whoever else was holding you back from behind.
"You aren't the only fucking one that is in pain! You think I wanted to let you go? I didn't Y/n! But after you got shot that night I was too scared to ever lose you to death like that again!" Hisoka screamed back with tremble in his voice.
No one. Absolutely no one has ever seen Hisoka express this much emotion so openly. Things were definitely deep and serious. The plaster was finally ripped off.
"I knew the dangers of being with you Hisoka, and I still chose to stay with you! Why couldn't you do the same!" Strain and tears dripping from your voice.
"Because I fucking love you too much Y/n! I'd rather go through the pain of not having you with me than have you dead!" Hisoka dropped his penny, causing everyone but you to freeze. Hisoka. Thee Hisoka dropped the L bomb.
7 years of surpressed emotions, all finally surfaced and expressed. Expressed through blood, tears, violence, guns and yelling. Fit for the Joker and the Joker's girl isn't it? If you can't hurt each emotionally, make each other feel what one is feeling inside, make them feel it physically right?
Insanity and toxicity in its truest form.
Stopping your resistance to tear him apart, you broke down crying.
"I fucking hate you Hisoka...I hate you so much." You whispered in pain, staring deep into his eyes.
Snatching your shoulder from Hidan who was actually holding you, you turned your back on everyone. You couldn't be here any longer. Your mind, body and heart was a mess. And to be quite frank, you didn't know how to deal with what comes next after all that has happened and said.
"Stay with your father." You coldly spoke to Maleeka on the way down the driveway, limping from your gunshot wound.