AoT One Shots

Marco x Suicidal!Reader

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"You're so stupid! Just like your mother!" You drunken father shouted as he kicked your gut again.

Finally after what felt like hours he left.

Your stomach was bleeding, your hands were bruised and so was most of your arms and legs.

"God I'm so weak!!" You screamed in your old pillow

"I hate myself!"

You took at razor and began the cycle.

Cut after cut. Eight to be precise.

Down your arms blood poured down like a waterfall.

'Better clean this up.'

You found and old rag and wrapped it around your wrist. It stopped after around two minutes:

'Now what should my excuse be tomorrow?'

You began pondering new excuses for having a bandage around your wrist and keeping your log sleeves down in the middle of spring.

Next Day

Your father, in the morning hit you out the door so you stumbled most of the way to school.

Your first class was gym. Dammit.

Your school forced you to wear gym cloths and of course you couldn't cover up the wrap.

You changed quickly avoiding eye contact. The one good thing about this class was that your crush, Marco Bott, was in the with you.

You walked in the big gym. Only a few people were there. Marco happened to be one of them.

You leaned against the wall and caressed the bandages. Suddenly someone was shaking your arm

"(Y/N)!"

"S-sorry I dazed out."

Marco looked at you curiously

"Are you ok?" He asked

"Yeah. In fine." You ran away to a corner where he wouldn't find you.

Then more voices were heard your way.

Popular bitches

"Hey freak!" One of them taunted

"Your daddy hurting you again? Loser!" Another jeered

"N-no!" You shot back

Then one grabbed your arm and ripped the bandage off exposing your cuts. She squeezed it tightly making it bleed more

"Stop!!!" You screamed in agony

"Why?"

She let go and walked away like you were nothing.

Quickly and quietly you ran to the locker room.

You took another blade you kept with you and raised it to you arm ready to strike when,
"(Y/N) No!!!" Marco burst through the door and took your hand with the blade.

Tears were falling from your eyes

"(Y/N) why would you do this!?" Marco examined your cut arm.

"'Cause I'm worthless and stupid! I don't deserve life! No one loves me!"

"What if I told you I do! (Y/N), I've loved you ever since I laid eyes on you!"

Slowly Marco began cradling you in his arms and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

"I-I'm sorry.."

You held onto his shirt for dear life.

"It's ok. I understand don't cry."

"T-thank y-you."

"(Y/N) who told you that stuff. That you're worthless?"

"M-my dad. He hits me a lot." You began crying again.

"Shh.. (Y/N) do you maybe.. want to stay with me.. for awhile?"

"Yes." You hugged him tighter and nuzzled into his neck.

Marcos arms snaked around your waist and held you.

Forever safe in his arms.