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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕍𝕀𝕀

(Trigger Warning : Rape.)

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"SO THERE IS absolutely no way we can fix this ?" Pilot asked seriously. Mal shook her head in guilt, her heart pounding.

"I don't know, guys. I think you should all go live and explain this. But it can be really dangerous to do right now, so I say we wait for a while till everything calms down." She suggested.

"Should we watch the movie ?" Finn asked awkwardly.
"Maybe. Let's see what the fuss is about." Timothée replied, pressing on the play button.

The movie soon started. The image of a girl lying on the ground, unconscious, being pounded into furiously. Mal covered her eyes, as she knew that scenes like this made her uncomfortable. But the scenery soon changed, after a good five minutes.

The image of Timothée staring at the ground while walking alone in the street, then the image of Finn being followed by someone in the street, resulting him to walk uncomfortably faster.

The group watched the movie quietly. Mal felt extremely uncomfortable watching a movie of that kind, but she forced herself to watch anyway.

Until, a shocking scene came by.

The scene of an unconscious Oakes lying on the ground, his body shaking, as if he was being raped. The camera changed to the picture of Timothée pounding into someone quickly and roughly. The scene kept changing between Oakes and Timothée, almost as if..

Timothée raped Oakes, in the movie.

A moment of uncomfortable silence passed.

Mal forced herself to watch the scene, shocked.
"W-When did you guys do this? H-How..?"

"What is that scene..?"
Finn asked slowly.

"I don't remember that.. Do you remember this, Oakes ?" Timothée asked, his eyes glued to the screen. When they didn't hear an answer, they all glanced at Oakes, who was sitting right beside Mal.

Mal glanced at her ex boyfriend, to find him staring at the screen with wide eyes, a tear streaming down his handsome face.

"M-Mal, what is t-that ?" He questioned, stuttering. Mal immediately knew he couldn't bear what he was watching. She wrapped her arms around his torso, trying to calm him down.

"Oakes, are you okay ? Why don't you guys remember that..? How did this guy film this scene anyway ?"

Timothée got up and kneeled down on the floor, right in front of the dirty-blond boy.
"Are you okay, buddy ? You know that I don't remember this scene either, right ? I didn't do this.." He soothed, reaching up to gently touch his both cheeks.

Oakes, however, started tearing up harder.
"Is that why I don't remember anything..? Is that why I..-" He continued to mutter, his voice broken.

"Oakes, baby, it's okay. Cam down. It's going to be okay.." The 15-year-old rubbed his hair as gently as possible.

"No, it's not !" He exclaimed, crying a little more.

"Calm down, Oakes.." Pilot spoke finally, rubbing his shoulder soothingly.

The boy sighed heavily, trying to stop himself from breaking down in front of his friends.

"I-I need to be alone.."
He said finally, getting up from his seat.

"Where are you going ?"

"If anybody needs me, I'll be up in my room."

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Holy shit. This shit is dark.