An Ackerman's secret

5

-Mila-

My eyes cracked open, but everything was blurry. I could tell it was the evening and outside was starting get dark. I must have slept through the whole day.

All I could see in front of me was a figure of a man, sat on the end of the bed. I panicked, remembering the events from the night before and leaped forwards, wrapping my arms around his neck in a chokehold.

My grip didn't last long, I was flipped over onto my back and landed on the bed. They held me down and I struggled to fight them off, using all my strength which wasn't a lot since I had just woken up.

"Cadet, it's okay it's me." His voice relaxed me and confirmed I was safe.

I let out a sigh of relief and stopped struggling. My eyesight began to clear up and Levi's familiar black undercut and grey eyes were the first things I could properly see. My memory wasn't completely clear, but pieces slowly started coming back, and the more that came back to me, the shittier I felt.

I looked down, playing with my thumbs, wondering how I ended up last night. Did I even want to know?

Memories started playing in my mind and I recalled the rough feeling of his hands on me. I was drugged, so for most of it I was unconscious but every now and then I would wake up and see the scene around me. I remember waking up in a dark room, seeing the man from last night unzipping his pants in front of me.

I felt sick again. I then remembered his hands, running up my thighs while pulling my dress up to reveal my waist and there was nothing I could do. I felt so weak, he had so much power over me, more importantly I felt like it was my fault. Back in the underground, there were a lot of creeps and I never let them take advantage of me, the knife I carried around with me helped scare them off. However, I never though I'd have to deal with the same thing above ground, especially at a ball with important, well respected people and that was stupid of me. I was stupid to believe I was safe.

I tried thinking of what I could of done differently, to prevent it, anything at all. Multiple things came to mind and I blamed myself for not thinking during that time. His hands on me was the last thing I remembered before I was gone for good, I didn't want to think about what he did to me.

The thought made my eyes well up, I felt so dirty.

Levi noticed, "He didn't do anything to you. I got there in time." My heart skipped a beat and I immediately felt so, so thankful. Nothing happened. Oh my god, nothing happened. There were so many emotions rushing through me, but relief was overwhelming anything else.

I looked up to Levi, who looked worried.

"I can't thank you enough." I whispered, rubbing my eyes so I could see clearly. He didn't seem too happy, if anything he looked angry, but his face softened at my words and he nodded.

"Don't stress it." Levi blankly looked back at me, hiding his thoughts. As soon as he spoke he hesitated, looking deep in thought before he spoke again, "And I'm glad you're okay, Cadet."

I never would have thought it, but I felt safe around Levi, not comfortable, but safe, extremely safe. He saved my life, which he probably has already forgotten, but I never would. And once again, he saved me last night when I was desperate to be saved, I couldn't appreciate him enough. We didn't speak often and we were far from friends, but he was my Captain and I had a lot of respect for him, I always will. However, I wished to know more about him, the most I knew was his name and I don't even know his second name so it doesn't count.

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Levi left to give me some space. I stood up from my bed, still a bit drowsy, and made my way over to the mirror, for some reason I couldn't stand to look at myself while knowing his touch was still on me.