Corruption [Soldier76 x Reader]

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a/n: LOOK AT HOW CUTE !! I LOVE JACK MORRISON WITH ALL OF MY HEART !!
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[Reader's Point Of View]
I stood in the corner, goosebumps making their way up my arms. As soon as I entered the room, the atmosphere grew colder, and in my mind, I knew why. But I wasn't going to admit it to myself. Jack tells me that I'm safe, and I believe him, yet the thought of being hurt again still lingers in the back of my mind.
I had been standing still for what I assumed to be an hour, before I was caught off guard by yelling. I looked in the direction of Jack, my eyes running over him. He had taken his coat off, a while ago I presume, as I didn't see him do it. His black shirt gently tugged at his body, his muscles able to be seen through the thin material. The back of his neck was red, and covered in sweat. It wasn't until then had I noticed what they were yelling about.
Jack's strained voice entered my ears,"Then why the hell did you put your hands on her?!"
He replied, a hint of sorrow in his voice,"I didn't need a reason, nor do I still. Your significant other is supposed to be there for you-"
Jack interrupted him, the volume of his voice louder this time,"If 'being there for you' means you're able to torture her for hours on end without punishment, our definitions are VERY different,"
Jack turned to face me, and the image of him then will never leave my brain. His face was stained red, and it looked as if tears were threatening their way out of him. His blonde hair was no longer gently resting on his head, but was clinging to his forehead, due to how much he was sweating. I'd never seen Jack this mad.
At this sight, tears burned down my face as my throat ran dry.
"How would you know, asshole? You're not close to her. For all you know-"
Jack quickly turned on his heels, his clenched fist making contact with my boyfriend's cheek.
No, he's not my boyfriend. If I'm safe, like Jack says, I don't have to pretend anymore.
I heard a chair being pulled out, then Commander Reyes shouting.
"Jack, that's enough, he-"
"No! It doesn't amount to the pain he put her through. Do you not understand, Gabriel? He tied her up, and would torture her for hours! For days, and we had no fucking idea! How fucking great is our facility now because of this asshole? Do you know how fucked up someone has to be to hurt someone as amazing as her?" He inhaled.
My breathing hitched as I realized Commander Morrison had just cursed. I'd only ever heard him curse once, when he'd lost someone. Was he really that hurt about this? About me? It's my problem, why should he be worried?
Commander Reyes glanced at Captain Amari, they were both simultaneously speechless.
"Look how pathetic you are. Letting a rank higher than you do all the talking," His dark eyes lingered over me, a smirk forming across his face,"quiet as always, right? Let's play the quiet, shy card so we don't get in trouble,"
I stood silent, realizing he was talking to me. Was I ready internally for this? Im able to say anything I wish to the man who'd beaten me countless times, yet I was still afraid. Would I say something wrong? Was I even allowed to speak? Before I could think, my feet instinctively carried me toward the table at a quick pace.
"J-just because I've been standing here silently doesn't mean I don't have things to say," I could feel my body shaking as my voice rose.
Commander Reyes and Amari both took multiple paces back, observing me. Was I doing something wrong? I glanced to my side, eyeing Jack. Was he going to be upset with me? Had I interrupted?
"Listen to that. Your stupid stutter you do when you're scared. Why're you still scared, hm? Because you know I still have control over you-"
"You asshole!" I screamed, my lungs burning,"Th-The only reason I stuttered when I'm scared is because I'm-I'm afraid that I'm going to get hit, or beaten for saying what I want to! Because if I told you I was scared of you, y-you'd beat me until I couldn't stand!"
I inhaled, nervously glancing around. My mindset had sunk back to where it once was, as I realized everyone was staring at me. Commander Reyes and Amari stood behind the interrogation table, their mouths open ajar. I turned my head, a cold shiver passing over me. I don't know why my first instinct was to look for Jack. It should have been to observe how my boyfriend-rather my abuser had responded to me. But I needed to see Jack. I needed his reassurance.
I caught his eyes on me, scanning my mannerisms. My eyes started to tear up as I realized he was wide-eyed. I had fucked up.
I turned on my heels, carrying myself out of the interrogation room as quickly as I could. I kept running, to wherever I would carry myself.
I pushed my way into Jack's room, locking the door behind me. I collapsed onto his bed, tears staining my face. My breathing became irregular as I couldn't stop thinking about what I had said. To calm myself, I clutched one of Jack's pillows, pulling it closer to me. It seemed as if I had lay there forever in tears, clinging to his pillow. I inhaled his scent, my mind slowing down, as well as my breathing. I closed my eyes, trying my hardest to focus on other things. Jack's scent seemed to calm me, as my breathing steadied quickly. I don't want to settle with having just Jack's scent.
Do I want Jack?
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Dun Dun dunnn. Cliff hanger ;)