Found you...: Yandere Levi x Eren (Lemon)

Despair

Eren's P.O.V
The clock struck 12 in the kitchen, chiming filling the old house. I held her hand in mine. Her head in my lap. She was cold. Very cold. But there was nothing I could do. I knew very well that she was-

"Eren?" A soft voice called. I looked down at the head in my lap in shock but her lips had not moved, and they were still blue in colour, contrasting against the snow white skin of her face. My head whipped around the room. I saw no-one.

"Hello?" I called out, looking for a response from someone who had called my name. 

No response came and I realised I was hallucinating. There was blood everywhere. Steph's lower stomach was totally torn apart. It was like she had met Jack the Ripper. I was trying not to look but my eyes were just drawn to the empty space her intestines had sunk into. Her uterus should have been there... Our baby... Maybe it was better for her that she didn't survive this attack. He had mutilated her body horrifically. It wasn't fair. How could he?

"Eren!" A femining voice called again, louder this time. 

I gently removed Steph's head from my lap and placed it on the floor. I used my finger tips to gently close her pretty brown eyes as I got up to investigate the sounds.

"Hello? Who's there?" I felt numb inside. Levi, that goddamn bastard.

As I turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs to enter the dusty and dirty living room, a few rats scurried away at my intrusion, but in the back of the room, sat on the sofa, was a small man wearing all black. A recording device he was using to play a woman's voice calling my name sat in his left hand as he clicked a button and the sound played again, a young woman calling my name. 

"You fucking bastard!" I shouted as I marched up to him, he was going to pay for his. But I was stopped dead in my tracks as a loud bang echoed through the room and I dropped to my knees screaming and clutching my left knee. That asshole had shot me. 

"Now, now Eren, calm down..." Levi's calm and deep voice said as I tried to stop the blood rushing out of my body. 

I felt my consciousness beginning to fade as I failed to stop the bleeding. Everything went dark and cold. 

I awoke to the sound of a heart monitor beeping. I was laying on a hard and extremely uncomfortable surface. 

My eyes gently fluttered open as I tried to adjust to the light in the room. It was bright, very bright. I tried to move my hands to rub my eyes or cover them in some way. Only to find my arms did not move. They were being restrained.

Levi was sitting in the corner of the overly clean room, reading one of his stupid books. He smiled as he realised I was awake.

"Ah, you wake up once again," He grinned at me.

"Fuck off... What the hell is all of this supposed to be?" I spat angrily. 

"Take a look... I guess you haven't noticed your legs yet."

"What the fuck are you-" I glanced down at my legs to find them... Not there... They were gone. Cut off right above where my knees should've been. Casting and bandaging was wrapped around the stumps and as I tried to move what leg I had left I screamed out in complete pain. The fiery pain that shot through my limbs made me beg for death.

"Oh fuck, please, just kill me..." I cried out. Tears were running down my face. I felt overwhelmed. 

"Please, please just end me, please," I beg to sob. The loss of my girlfriend and now this was all too much to bare. What the hell did he want from me? 

"Not so fast... We have so much fun to have together yet..." The beast said as he placed his hand directly onto my dick. I was completely naked, retrained, and lying on a hard, metal surface. I had lost everything... He had got me again, and this time taken everything thing I had left in me. He wanted to call me his, and honestly, I very much think I am at this point. His property. To do with as he pleases. 

I wasn't getting aroused no matter how much spit or lube he used to rub at my penis. I was in too much pain. Everything hurt as the sobs continued to ring out of me without my permission. 

Why the hell was this happening to me? My whole life had been nothing but pain and misery. My mother was killed by my father when I was a child, leaving me and Mikasa to bounce around the foster system. I finally found some good friends and things were beginning to look up as I got to university. And then this fucker inserted himself into my life, abused me in every which way, and tried to kill me. Then he killed my girlfriend and child, and now he was back, abusing me, holding me captive. I felt angry. White, hot, burning rage fuelled my every thought. 

I'll kill this sick fucker. If it is the last thing I do!

Hey guys, so it's been a hot minute... Sorry about that 😂

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