S.C.P 049 X Non-binary Reader

IV

(Heyyy, Author-kun here. Here is, you guessed it, trigger warning! If you skipped the trigger warning from last chapter, the trigger is rape. So here is your chapter. Hope you guys like it.)

I woke up to the sound of my prison doors opening. I looked up at Simon, the guard from earlier who had decided to throw me to the ground like I was a bag of flour.

"Hey brat.. didnt I tell you I was gonna be back to see you later?.." he cooed walking into the room, the door closing behind him. The way he said that made me shiver.

"W-what do you want..." I said, crawling away from him as he walked ever so close to me.

"I said I was gonna see you again.. Now c'mere..." he said as he lunged at me, grabbing my arm with his large hand.

"H-hey!!! Let me go!!" I said as he picked me up and started to drag me out of the room. The door opened, and he dragged me into the hallway. I screamed and tried to escape. I wasnt succesful. Simon walked swiftly down the long corridors, people passing him without even giving me a glance.

"Shut up and I might be gentle..." he muttered. I stopped screaming for just a minute, the realization of what was going to happen hitting me like a freight train. He was going to rape me. I had only been in this God forsaken place for... was it too days? Time was so hard to keep track of in this place. I struggled harder, trying to get out of his steely grasp. All the while not making any sound. I felt tears run down my face as I stopped struggling. It was hopeless wasnt it?? I didnt know.. In my weak, trapped state, an idea came to mind.

    "Maybe if I wait untill he tries to and then I..." I thought gently, a sudden rush of confidence overtaking me. "I'll bite this pricks dick off..." I thought again as I smiled widely. Simon saw me smiling as he dragged me deeper and deeper into the S.C.P foundation's labyrinth of corridors.

    "What are you smiling about?.." he said gruffly, his face was red, and small beads of sweat fell off of his forehead. He looked almost.... flustered? Wow. A rapist being nervous about a crime they haven't committed. How... unprofessional??...  I dont know. He continued to drag me, and I and decided not to answer him.

He scoffed and suddenly swung the leg he was holding me by, making me slam into the wall. I tried not to scream, but a screech escaped my lips. "Should've told me what you were smiling about, brat." He announced the last part harshly. I tried to catch my breath, but it was almost exhausting. My whole upper body felt crushed. Yeah, I've been "breathless" before, but this feeling was new, and entirely different. It almost felt like I was being crushed. And oh God did it hurt. I tried taking deep breaths, but all I could manage was small, weak ones.

    "Shut up..." Simon breathed as he dragged me deeper into the dark, and now empty, corridors. I tried to even scream, but inhaling deep enough to get out something was excruciatingly painful. I felt my vision darken as my head began to spin. I had to focus really hard to keep conscientious.

    He dragged me to a small, unlocked room, making my throat tighten with anxiety. I used to be hopeful, hopeful that maybe I could escape Simon's clutches. Escape from him, and be safe again. But damn was I wrong.

               -2nd Person POV-
 

  Simon threw you roughly into the room, making you hit the wall with a loud thud. He suddenly ripped his key ring of his belt loop and swiped a card across a large dark grey scanner. The door buzzed, giving you the indication that it was now locked. You were paralyzed with fear. The naked truth of what was happening was... terrifying... He... no you couldnt even think of him as a person anymore. No person would do what Simon said as about to do. He rummaged around the crowded shelves, eventually finding a rag. You looked at him, trying to gauge how he was feeling. He looked surprisingly... confident. He grabbed an anonymous spray bottle, which to you seemed to be a some type of heavy cleaner. He poured sarge amount of it on the rag and made his way to you. You tried to crawl away, but that same excruciating pain in your ribs from earlier hit you like a freight train. You tried to scream, but even breathing felt like dying. He came to you and shoved it onto your mouth, making you inhale the toxic fumes. You felt yourself drift from consciousness, but before the darkness consumed you, you saw Simon roughly taking his belt off.

     "Nighty night brat..." he said as he dropping his pants as you lasted out.  

Oh my God this chapter was so delayed I'm sorry yall, I just lost motivation for a while.