This Can't be Happening (Hamilsquad x Reader)

Operation: Suicide

Previously:

"I'm telling you guys, Jack is (y/n)."

I paused to take a deep breath.

"And I think she's in big trouble."
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(Y/n)'s point of view

I counted the steps and tried to memorize the turns we took as we neared the base, but the weight of death still hung in the air, distracting my thoughts.

I found myself with my hands tied behind my back against a tree near a large tent.

The general, I'm assuming, walked out and straight towards me.

"Well, well, what have we here."

One of the soldiers who brought me here accompanied him.

"Sir, he's a rebel sharpshooter."

The general studied me closely.

"What's your name, son?"

I spat in his face. The blood of the man I killed was still on my face and it mixed with the saliva that landed on his face. I couldn't help but feel some pride for my spitting abilities.

The general, obviously losing patience, wiped it off his face and slapped me hard.

"Listen, son. You have two options. You tell us where the rebel base is, or we pry it out of you."

I leaned in as close as I could with the ropes, and inches from his face I growl at him.

"Go to hell, bitch!"

He looks away disappointed yet clearly amused at my stubbornness and calls forward another man.

They untie me from the tree and start to undress me, but stop when they see the corset.

"Sir!"

He turns around and I see something flicker in his eyes before disappearing as quickly as it came.

"A woman? The rebels are recruiting women?"

He paused to thing for a moment.

"Treat her no differently than the others. Get me the location of the base."

They nod, though obviously a little put off by the order. They finish undressing me and tie me back up to the tree, this time with my back exposed.

I hear someone holding and testing an object behind me.

A whip.

I have only a brief moment to brace myself before pain rips through my body. I try not to let out any noise, but cries and screams find their way through my clenched teeth.

I feel blood drip down my back as the world spins around me. I don't know how much time has passed or how many times I've been hit, but it eventually overwhelms me.

My head grows dizzy as spots fill my vision and everything slowly fades to black.
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It was cold when I awoke again. There was a guard nearby standing by me. As soon as I gained some of my strength back again, I put on the weakest face I could and whimpered.