Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Masochist ❯ Hell ( Chapter 27 )
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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hell:
Then there were days when they were both at their worst. Jessie
wanted to walk away, but she couldn't. Hisoka would attack her if
she tried to walk out the door. He was always that vile when in a
mood. The demon understood that she made him this way. Hisoka
glared at her on the couch, clutching the beer bottle in his
hand.
"Liar," he said. The demon gave him a puzzled look.
"What did I do now?" she asked.
"Liar!" Hisoka snarled. "You did this to me!" Jessie put up her
hands.
"Okay," she admitted. "I'm sorry for that. I was wrong." Hisoka
smirked.
"No, you're not," he remarked. Jessie frowned at him.
"Okay, I'm not," she said. "What do you want from me?" Hisoka took
another sip of beer. Jessie noticed the look in his eyes.
"What?" The shinigami chuckled.
"You don't get it, do you?"
"Get what?" Hisoka shook his head, trying to keep from cracking
up.
"Brilliant," he muttered. "Fucking brilliant!" Jessie gave him an
odd look.
"What are you talking about?" Her lover rose to his feet.
"You know, you've gotten really ugly lately."
"Excuse me?" the girl asked.
"Ugly, lying bitch," the shinigami hissed. "You ruined me with your
lies."
"Okay, so I did," Jessie said again. "What do you want me to do to
fix it?" Hisoka pinned her to the wall.
"Give me back me!" he demanded.
"How?!" He grabbed onto her shoulders with such pressure that the
demon gasped. "Let go!"
"I hate you!" Hisoka cried. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate
you!"
"I hate you too!" Jessie screamed back.
"So you do admit it!"
"Yes!" the demon cried. "I hate you! I hate you because I love
you!" Hisoka stared coldly at her.
"Why should I believe you? All you ever do is lie." Jessie shook
her head desperately.
"I'm not lying!" she wailed. "I really do love you." Hisoka pushed
away from her.
"That's all you do." Jessie clenched her fists. Hisoka froze when
he heard her speak.
"What did you say?" he asked. Jessie looked up with burning rage in
her eyes.
"Fuck you!" she snapped. Hisoka gritted his teeth and raised his
hand to strike. This time, she didn't flinch.
"Hit me," she dared him.
"What?"
"Hit me!" Jessie yelled. "Hit me again, you son of a bitch!" The
Shinigami froze at her words. Jessie noticed his hesitation.
"What?" she challenged. "You scared? It hasn't stopped you before!
Why are you pussying out now?"
"Shut up," he snarled. Jessie raised an eyebrow.
"Why?" The demon smirked as a thought crossed her mind. "Oh, I see
now," she said. "It's because you don't want your boyfriend to see
you like this, isn't it?"
"I said shut your god damn mouth!" he barked. He landed one smack
across her jaw. Jessie turned to him smirking.
"Go on, hit me again!" Hisoka glared at her as he readied himself
for the second strike.
"I'm warning you," he said coldly.
"Or what?" The demon put her hands on her hips. "Oh come on, big
man! Hit me!"
"I said, shut the hell up!" he snapped.
"Hit me!" the demon pushed. "Here's my head, here's my chest! Hit
me! Hit me, damn it!" Hisoka charged at her like a wild bull.
Yes, come at me! Show me how angry you are, you bastard. I
don't give a fuck anymore! Hisoka landed the second blow
to her ribcage. Despite having the air knocked out of her, Jessie
still stood. Hisoka came at her blow after blow. The demon didn't
scream out. She grinned and held down her pain with each punch.
Even huddled on the ground, she wouldn't give. That's it! Come
at me, asshole! I can take what you have! Once he got bored and
tired, Hisoka looked down at her, sneering.
"Fuck you, you dirty lying whore," he growled. Jessie stayed on the
floor until he walked out the door. In that moment, she knew this
had gotten out of hand. The demon knew of only one way to fix
it.