Welcome to the Glade ~ TMR [1]

5 ~ Assault

A/N: Hey y'all, I'm back! Sorry, I've been away for so long. I was so super busy with writing new books and job hunting that was suitable for me, and I was so busy with my family, so yeah, I am so sorry for that but hey, this book isn't officially over and I still got other two books to go with series as well. It was all written already, but I just need to double-check before I rewrite it here.

TW: Sexual assault, violent (Whole chapter so I suggest you skip this chapter if you don't like SA)

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The blonde girl who believed her name was Cressida was cleaning up dishes to prepare for later in the evening after the boys were done with their exhausting works and come to get food before to go sleep and then repeat on the next day, their routine. Cressida was almost done with her first step in working as she was about to put away the wooden spoon until suddenly a hand clamped on her mouth to prevent her from screaming, dropping wooden spoon in process as she struggled to fight to try to get free from their grips after realising it wasn't only one person but three as one grabbed her legs and other one grabbed her arms while one still covered her mouth.

"Damn, she's strong." One said in whispered.

"Just get her out of here, fast!" Other one said struggled to hold of her.

The tears start to form in Cressida's eyes as she is scared to know what would happen next, but she would never give up and continue to fight her way to escape from their holds. The three boys dragged her to the back of the makeshift hut, which led to the deadheads alongside pens somewhere nearby where the Cooks prepared to gather meats from animals, Cressida was glad that deadheads almost closer to where gardens that Newt work and pens for animals which mean Winston work also she remembered Frypan went to get meats from the Blood House where gladers kept meats in stock meaning he also will be there so she try to think of way to get out of the boys grips that still holding onto her and she could scream for help, hoping that Winston, Frypan, Newt and maybe Zart would hear her distress calls. She fought and fought, trying to be free from the boys who took her. Suddenly, one of the boys got sick of her trying to fight back as he punched in her gut. She yelped out in pain but also slowed her resistance. The boys smiled, satisfying got what they wanted until they went deeper in the deadheads just closer to the wall where no one ever went there as there was only one door open and others were sealed shut and never ever open for years. Cressida eyes widened in fear as she was worried that no one would hear her and realised that she was far away from every gladers in the Glade. The brunette boy who grabbed her legs took over to clamp his hand over her mouth so the boy behind her could move away before placing her down on the ground. Now Cressida got a good look at the boy who was behind her, has dark hair almost black, is smirking at her as she tried to kick her way out of this situation but then dark-haired boy managed hold her legs down quickly before either of the boys get hurt in the process and lose their grips of her. The redhead boy who grabbed her arms earlier has moved her arms above her head, Cressida whimpered and tried to scream even though she had someone cover her mouth but she just want to try and see if she succeed but failed miserably. The dark-haired boy chuckled and climbed over her legs to hold her legs down with his legs while he tried to unbutton her belt, and she wriggled so hard to stop him, but then suddenly he punched in her sides making her muffled scream in pain with tears pouring down her face. The brunette boy who has covered her mouth with his left hand and his right hand went under her vest top. She continued to wriggle and did not want to give up and tried to scream for help, but it was muffled. The brunette boy slapped across her face and tore her vest top apart, Cressida bit his left hand so hard enough to make it bleed, and he yelped out, letting go of her in process as she begins to scream loudly. The redhead boy immediately punched in her face, knocking her out in process, and the brunette boy face went red before spitting in her face in anger and grabbed her throat, and began to squeeze her throat. Cressida felt like she couldn't breathe, and she started to wake up with eyes widened seeing the brunette boy strangling her. She kept hitting his arms as she struggled to breathe and began to feel that her trousers were pulling down. The redhead boy quickly grabbed her arms, seeing that she had woken up.