Friends... Or more?

Chapter 6

I walked into the house and called out to my mother. I was met with silence as I repeatedly called for her and looked in different rooms for any sign of her. I can feel my chest tightening and my breath picking up as I realize that something is off about the whole situation. I slowly creep to her bedroom, the only place I hadn't checked, and went to grab the door handle with shaky hands. As I grasped the door knob I heard a slight shuffle behind me and whirled around. As soon as I had completely turned I felt something slam into my forehead and the blinding pain makes my vision swim and me unsteady. I saw through spotty vision as the man lifted up a bat and struck me on the was again. I collapsed to the floor and passed out.
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I woke up with a splitting headache. I tried to rub my temples to relieve some pain but I found that I was bound to a chair. I jolted awake at the realization and struggled to get out. I attempted to ask where I was but I couldn't because if a large gag in my mouth. My eyes soon focused and I saw that I was in our attic tied to one of the kitchen chairs. I could turn my head just enough to see my mother tied up next to me. I whipped my head around when I heard two sets of heavy feet climbing up the latter. I started trembling and I couldn't staunch the strong nausea that rolled over me. The trap door opened and a head poked in and was followed by two lanky arms that pulled up the mans body. It was the same for the other man. They both lined up in front of us and gave a sadistic smile as he looked both if us up and down. The man reached into his pocket and took out a switch blade before stalking over to me. My mother gave a small shriek that was muffled by a gag and started thrashing in her chair. "SHUT UP" the other man bellowed and raised a bloody bat at her. She let out a garbled whimper as the man raised the blade to my neck and let out a small crazed laugh
"So pretty..." He muttered quickly using the blade to cut off my sweater. My trembling increased and I let loose short cries and whimpers of fear. I jerked and tried to get away from the hand that was running up my chest. My nausea returned at the thought if him touching me and I heard my mother start to scream again. The man screeched at her to be quiet but she continued to fight against her restraints. The man gave an angry grumble and pulled out a big kitchen knife. He laced over to her and wasted no time in ripping off her gag and quickly stabbing her in the stomach, pushing the knife in to the hilt.
"NOOOOOOOO-" I screamed as I watched her cough up blood and her head roll back as the life leaves her eyes. Tears stream down my face and I hear myself letting through broken sobs.
"Yes Eren, keep making those lovey noises" the man said with a loud laugh. He cut off the rest of my shirt and started on my skinny jeans."I won't give him what he wants" I think as I look down and cut off any noise coming out of my mouth. "Where is Mikasa?!?" I suddenly think of and am about to look for her before I remember is still at her week long training program with her team. I look down and work on stopping my shaking. He cuts off my skinny jeans and I press my thighs together to further close myself inward. "What is he gonna do?"I suddenly wonder. I thought before that he was just gonna stab me but why would he need my pants off for that? The man grabs my thighs and spreads them apart before putting a leg between them so I can't close them anymore. He ran the knife up my bare chest and made a shallow slice right in the middle of my chest. I tensed up at the pain but held back from making any noise. He continued to make shallow cuts all over my body until he appeared to get bored with my silence and decided he figured out how to scare me. With a sick grin he quickly abandoned my chest and sliced off my boxers. I realized his intentions and couldn't hold back the scream that ripped through my chest and up to my lips. He started making cuts, a bit deeper than the ones on my chest, on my thighs leading up to my crotch. I start screaming and thrashing, managing to land a blow to his stomach which only served in making him mad. I sobbed loudly and closed my eyes as he raised the knife in his arms and points it towards my now bare dick. Just before he could move to stab me the door broke open and I heard the man scream in pain and stumble backwards. My eyes flew open and threw the mess of tears I could make out a short figure run up and punch the taller man so hard he passes out. The partner of this man is stopped by a slightly taller brunette. She punches him square in the nose and murmurs something so quiet even I can't hear in a slightly sadistic tone before knocking him out as well. I know realize the "short figure" is Levi when he comes rushing over to me and unties me. He pulls the gag out and I want to say so much but my mind shuts down and I can only pull my legs up to my chest and lock back and forth.
"Eren, it's okay. You're okay now." Levi speaks to me in a gentle voice, one that you might use with a wounded animal. "Well it's not like I'm much on anything else..." I thought bitterly. I stopped rocking and looked up at Levi with heavy eyes. "Come on, we're going to the hospital. Then you can stay at my place, okay?" Levi asks in that same gentle voice. I nod and stand up to come with him. My legs are trembling so much I can't really stand and he has to carry me out to the ambulance. He says nothing about me being naked and I'm thankful for that but I can't find it in me to care anymore. He hands me over to the paramedics and they out me in a gown they have on hand. Levi climbs into the car and the long drive to the hospital begins. I know that I'm bleeding heavily from all my cuts and I soon pass out to the sound of people screaming at me to stay with them.