Title : The Past
Summary : The story about Jean's past
Pairing : MarcoJean in the end
Rate : M
Disclaimer : SnK is not mine. If it is, it will be a Yaoi anime, Marco alive, and Marco dating Jean.
WARNING : May contain OOC, gang rape, chara death, etc. You have been warned

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"Mom? Are you leaving me alone?"

"I'm sorry Jean… Mom can't… stay with you. But, please… don't you ever lose that smile. I want you to… take care of… your dad. Mommy promised you… I will always… watch you."

I still remember that day, when mom died of sickness. It's all happened because of dad's gambling. I hate him so much.

It was the first day of kinder garden. Mom always told me to keep smile. Why? That's what a asked myself for the first few days of kinder garden. The answer is, anyone who stands out more, tend to either praised or bullied.

My dad's a well known gambler and he always loses, due to that… *sigh… Armin and I both often get bullied. Tough, he gets bullied more than me since I usually smiled back at those bullies. But I didn't mind him too much cause Armin has Eren and Mikasa to protect him. We're friends back then, Me, Eren, Armin, and Mikasa, causing Eren and Mikasa not having any other friend.

As time passed, I am now in third grade, dad's gambling habit got even worse. He used all the family money to gamble causing mom to work all day, morning to night to morning. Due to the over hour of works, mom got sick and a view week later she died. Her last word is "I'm sorry Jean… Mom can't… stay with you. But, please… don't you ever lose that smile. I want you to… take care of… your dad. Mommy promised you… I will always… watch you." She told me to keep smile. Did she even know the reason I can smile from all the bullying at school is? She is… no. She was. Now that she's gone, who else can I count on? Definitely not dad or any kid a school, not even Eren, Armin, and Mikasa. Something changed in me that day. I knew because I got a little too easily angered, and those three started to make a gap between our friendships.

Half year later. Dad doesn't seem to even stop gambling. One night, I was taking some drink when I heard a group of men's voice come from the living room so, I went to check. My deduction is right. Dad brought his gambling friend house. "Jean!" he called me. Looks like he knew I was standing behind the door.

"Y- Yes…" I answered a bit scared.

"Come here!" with that being said, I walked toward him. He put me on his lap and covers my ears then said something to his friend, there's about six guy there. I can't hear what his saying clearly, but it goes something like, "y… gu…s …til int… b…ys ri…t?"

The only thing I knew next is that I was pinned on the table, dick in my ass and hands all over my body. Is this what they call rape? Daddy, I'm crying here, don't you see? Please… help me. I still can't believe it. Dad used me as bet. "ugh... dad,… ngh… why…?" it's quite hard to talk. The thrust makes me moan and gasped.

"Oi kid, why don't you use your mouth for something more useful? Like… Sucking my dick." Said one of dad's friends. He forces his cock into my mouth which makes me choke. It's a six guy against a kid. The sounds, the thrusts, the smells, the gropes, the strokes, it makes me sick. To think this is happening every Saturday. Can you imagine? This is so fucking sucks.

"You have a really nice stuff Kristein. My dick can slip all the way in, yet it still so tight." They fuck me in turn. He's the third guy and I still have to treat the other three. Because of this event, I could see the lust from people's faces and sometime can't move at all from the trauma.

"Jean. If I know you're really useful, I should've used you as bet a long time ago." I can hear dad's voice, but I can't see him from all the tears. Everything's blur and i can't do anything other than accepting this cruel fate.

After two month of hell, a couple police came in the middle of the torture. For a minute there, I thought I could be free, that is until they started to undress themselves. I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up. This hell… will it come to an end? 'Nothing will ever happen if you never start to do anything!' I heard mom's voice. I guess she does watch over me.

On the next day, which is Sunday, I ran away from home. Of course I make sure to bring everything I might need. Like, clothes, books for school, and definitely my huge hamster plushy. The only place I can go is the siblings, Mr. Erwin and his brother Mr. Levi. They're a couple of middle age man that still searching for their soul mate. Well, at least for Mr. Erwin. Mr. Levi already got himself a girlfriend. If I want to be safe, I will and must go there.

*Ding-dong. "Just a minute!" it's a woman's voice. It's probably Mr. Levi's girlfriend. "Oh? Jean-chan? What are you doing here alone in a fine night such this?"

"*Hic… I… I… *Sob…" I started to cry. Seriously, what's wrong with me? Well, I guess this is normal. What kind of boys who wouldn't cry if all this happened to them?

"You're making a boy cries Hanji." Mr. Levi came from the back of Big Sis, his girlfriend. I used to call her Ms. Hanji back then.

"I am not. He started to cry the moment I asked him what he's doing here alone!" Big Sis explains to Mr. Levi before asking me again, "What's wrong Jean? Why did you bring such a big backpack? And why did you bring Mr. Johannes Kristein? (If you're thinking Johannes is my father's name, you're wrong. It's my hamster plushy. Yes. My hamster plush's name is Mr. Johannes Kristein. It's a present from mom for my sixth birthday. Anyway,) Ah! Why don't you come in and we can talk inside" I answer with a nod and walks in.

Mr. Levi is sitting next to me and trying to comfort me. "It's okay. If you're not ready to tell anyone, you can at least let all the tears out." Although I'm always get nervous near Mr. Levi, but he's actually a kind guy with a scary face that can make a baby cry just by glaring. When he told me to 'let it all out' I started to cry again. He just sat there, lending his shoulder for me to cry on.

After a view hour of me crying, Big Sis gets out of the room to the kitchen. Around 10 minute later, she came back bringing a glass of milk tea and told me to drink it, and so I did. The taste, it makes me calm. I knew this taste somehow. "Mom…"

"What was that?" Big Sis asked me.

"This tea… it reminds me of mom." I inhale the aroma of the tea. "Mom used to make me a cup of milk tea just like this when I got home."

"Why?"

"I'm always smiling at school. But, mom knew everything. She knew all the bullying at school. That's why she often made me a glass of milk tea. It's supposed to make me feel relax" Now, I'm just sitting with my legs pressed against my stomach while staring at the glass of tea.

"It looks like you've calmed down." Said Mr. Levi. Then he continued, "Are you ready to tell us what happened?" I answered with a nod.

"But those two didn't report to me at all about what happened in your house last night." Big Sis is the head chief of the cops military. So, when she said 'those two', guess who's that means! Yup, the two cops from last night. "Your neighbor said she heard a weird sound from your house Jean. I… I'm sorry"

"Ms. Hanji… Please don't blame yourself."

"Don't worry. I will make sure all of this will end. Now it's pretty late, why don't you go to sleep?" I answer with a nod, again. "Oh! Jean! You can just call me by 'Big Sis'. I still can't get used by the word 'Ms.' Okay?" I nod again.

A week passes without my dad. I don't even think he's looking for me. That is until today. It's Friday, so… he probably looking for me as for his bet.

"I WON'T LET HIM GO BACK TO THE HELL THAT YOU'VE CREATED FOR HIM! THE ONLY REASON THAT YOU'RE NOT IN JAIL RIGHT NOW IS BECAUSE YOUR SON ASKED ME NOT TO!"

"Oi! Hanji! Calm yourself and let me speak with him." Big Sis stepped back a little. "You sure have guts to come here huh? Here's the deal. You leave Jean alone, never stepped your foot or show your face ever again and you won't get throw in jail. Plus, we'll take care of everything he needs, including school money, food, and everything else."

"Deal!" dad answered the moment he heard that he won't need to take care of me because he won't need to pay any of my need. That means more money for his gambling.

I never heard about my dad ever since until one and a half month later. Big Sis came home a bit early than usual. She said that she wanted to talk to me. She said, "Jean, I've just heard from one of your neighbor that they haven't seen your dad for a week. I told one of my boys to check on your house and…"

"He's dead." Big Sis gave me a nod. I knew it must be something really bad, but I couldn't care less. He deserves it right? But why did I start to cry?

"I'm sorry Jean." Big Sis said with a sad face though I can't saw it clearly. Then she hugged me and said, "Its okay. You can cry." So I cried. I feel a lot better than before. Either because my dad's dead or, something else. But I still didn't feel like before mom died.

Fourth grade. Me and Eren still can't get along like how we used to, instead we fight a lot. Armin and Mikasa, we get along pretty well. There's a new transfer student. His name is Marco, Marco Bodt, and he's my best friend ever since. All five of us went to the same middle school and high school.

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