"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫?"
𝙊𝙉 𝙂𝙊𝙄𝙉𝙂
Y/N gets interested in a couple by playing a little game of Cat and Mouse
𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏: March 25, 2022
𝙀𝙉𝘿: September 26, 2023
A/N: This chapter is about Y/N and a small piece of her life as most of my chapters are about Mikasa. To be warn: this chapter does contains sexual assault (attempt rape) and underage drinking. If you do not feel comfortable of those topics, please do skip. Please and thank you.
"YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO DRINK..." It's 5 minutes until midnight. You should've listened to your mom when she said no. The obnoxious smell of weed and alcohol buzzed around the busy basement you sat in. Sweaty bodies grind against each other as the music blasts heavily through the speaker.
The cup in your hand dropped as a hand connected from the right. You scolded before staring at the person, watching the clear liquid drop. You rolled your eyes when you realized who it was, crossing your arms.
"You're not my parents, Misha. Go fuck off somewhere." You hiccuped in between some of the words.
Misha raised his eyebrow, putting his hand up in surrender. "No, I'm your friend, and I'm telling you to stop drinking. You're only 17."
"So? All of us are underage drinking."
You went to grab another cup, but a water bottle was forced upon it instead. You frowned up at Misha as he gave you a stare, pushing you along upstairs. You can still feel the vibration of the music blasting as Misha brought you into a random room. You drank the water in your hand, feeling a little better than before.
"What am I going to do with you?"
You heard another voice speak out. You turned to see Cole standing in the corner. Looking around the room, Misha wasn't there. You swore that he was in the room with you earlier, or maybe it's the alcohol taking over.
"Can I ask you where my friend is? He was here a second ago." You questioned the random guy. He chuckled as your words slurred past your lips. He started moving closer to you as you lay there, frozen.
"He went to the bathroom for a bit. How about me and you having a little fun while he's out?"
You felt everything in your body sober up as his hand made contact with your face. You can smell cigarettes and vodka from his awaiting mouth. You let out a small cry when you felt his hand in your hair, pulling it tightly at the root.
"Shh it be over sooner than you think."
Your eyes closed as his tongue slid down your neck, his open mouth kissing the now bruised skin. Your body froze. You couldn't move, either from the shock or the fact that fear had taken over. You felt your mouth open to scream, but nothing came out.
