A/N:LAST WARNING! THERE ARE SOME THINGS THAT MAY TRIGGER YOU! (Rpe,Abuse, etc...)
~December 31, Night~
???'s POV:
Hmm...let's see here...are there any handsome guys walking around?? Wait..oh wait never mind, that guys kinda mid..."Bro- we should have went more into the cities..." he says. "Yah yah, if you really wanna get caught..." I hear him mumble some sh!t about me...I mean, we gotta stay cautious right? even if we might not get that much tho...
Well, it's been like a half an hour wandering the streets...There aren't many people walking here...I bet their just all at those fireworks and sh!t...WAIt...hmm He kinda...
Marco's POV:
Ohh, its 11:04 already...Well, Jean said that his shift ends in 11 so...he just texted me that he ended his work so he'll be heading home...I'm gonna go pick him up because its almost the new year!
...Wait that guy kinda looks like Reiner lol- wait they're heading towards me...?? When they are close enough, I ask them "Good evening, do you need anything from me??" And they reply, with a smirk on their face, "Ah yes, your cu-" At those words, The other short dude ties a cloth around my mouth, and both of them starts to drag me-HELP HELP I-I CAAN'T BEATH- "MMFG FFGH" I try to scream but I can't- I try to brake free but they grab me even tighter and also started to punch me to make me quiet...I-i can't...WHat are t-tHEy going to do tO me?? I shOUlD have rAn- I-AAGH THERE'S NO ONE AROUND SO I-i can't-
They drag me to a shadowy narrow alleyway...My body hurts--UGH STOP AGh- They keep kicking me and by the time I realize, They ties my hands and m-my legs...w-wha..t do they want f-ffor me?? d..didd I do- ugh a...nything w-wrong???
They start to u-undress me-
Noo...NO STOP P-pLEASE
AUGh NO, uh, s-stop...
I-i beg..please sstop-
p-please...
s-stop...
...
~Some time later~
Jean's POV:
Hmm...Marco Texted that he's going to come to me...But I don't see him around...Oh wait! Maybe he's trying to surprise me...haha, he always does that...ohh, maybe hide-and-seek? Hehehe~ I'll try and find him!!
Hmm...now I came to the streets near our house...I really feel like he's close...hm? I should check out that alleyway...it looks VERY suspicious...
As I peek, I gasp in shock. And in horror. I-IS MARCO GETTING- "!! OH SH!T!! OI WE'RE GONNA RUN BRO" I hear that fueking b!tch scream that. then they..pull o-out...and start to run deeper into the darkness...No. Nope, They will not just GET AWAY with what they did to MY Marco. I nod my head slightly to Marco whilst I start to run, full-speed at those fueking devils. Why? Why would they just...I start to tear up while I get closer to them. I throw my shoes at them, and they trip. Then I come to a dead end, I trap them. "W-WE HAVE A...A WEAPON!" They shout...But they only have a frigging whip...wait, WAIT DID THEY USE THEM TO MARCO!? NO, IT CAN'T BE- NONO- Anger rises within me, and I clench my fist. But they have two people, and I'm alone. My only weapon is my fist, and maybe my shoes too. They have a fueking whip and they might have some ropes too... I mean, but...'they' should be here any second now...
Just as the short dude lift his arm, I hear a sudden siren ringing. Then I hear footsteps walking towards us, and a distant voice of "are you alright?" "Can you speak?" Finally, They're captured...
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~About an hour later~
...We arrived home. I thank the police officer for the ride, then I lift up and carry Marco in our house.
Connie comes by the door, his expression was a mixture of shock, worry, Anger, Horror, and way more. "M-Marco..." He blurts those words out. He start to tear up, and water starts to find its way to my eyes too. I lay him on the couch, and I unbutton his shirt to examine his wounds. His upper half is all beaten and his back is bleeding from those whip wounds...He has many bruises everywhere and also hickeys...His color is all brown red blue purple black...and his bottom half...I-i can't...why...why do people just do this?? Why...
He did have cautiousness, but everything was blurry and he didn't look like he was focusing on things. I slowly bring a mug of hot cocoa to his shaking, blood-ish cut lips, and he starts to slowly sip the liquid. "a...are you okay??? Do you want to treat your wounds now?? O-or do they still hurt?" He responds with "yyy...ye-eah. s--su..re..." He...looks so terrified...
Why would they do this? Go to hell, you b!tches.
A/N: WELL, HAPPY B-DAY BERRYTHOLDER AND ALMOST NEW YEAR (For me)!!! THIS CHAPER IS SO DARK...WELL, I HOPE TO SEE YOU AGAIN! BYE!
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