AN: Hey guys! So this is my first Fanfiction and this will be a yaoi (boy x boy), more specifically an Ereri, so Eren x Levi story (because who doesn't like Ereri? Sorry if you don't!). So if you DON'T like yaoi, this is not for you sorry.
Please be aware that this is rated M for a reason violence (not that much, its more angsty), swearing, and eventual lemon, but I will tell you all when a lemon or smut is happening so you can skip over it if you still want to read!
If anyone is still reading this, enjoy! :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan, that belongs to Hajime Isayama, I only own the plot. If I did own Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan. Eren and Levi would be together already. Anyway enjoy!
Eren's POV
Darkness. That's all I ever see. When was the last time I saw the sun? I don't remember. It must have been at least 10 years. However I know I have been here longer. I look around my 'room'. More like my cell, because that's what it basically is. I'm sitting on my bed, which has been shoved against the back wall. There's a cabinet/desk at the side, and a toilet and sink the other side. The floor is just concrete which makes moving around the room an awful task since I don't have any shoes or socks, especially in the winter where I may as well be stepping on ice. In front of me I see the steel bars and steel door. There's no wall in front of me. Everyone can see everything I do.
I hate it. I have no privacy. Truthfully, I'm self-conscious of my body. Although it's toned, I don't like people watching me. But it's not like I have a choice. That's what it's like when you're a slave. But is slave even the right word? It's more like a human-trafficking sort of place. We get put on display where creepy old people and perverts watch us with their lustful gaze, eyeing out which one of us they would like best. Honestly, I don't know which would be worst. Living here for the rest of my life, or being sold to someone who would basically abuse me in a much worse way.
*BZZZZZZZ*
Ah. That's the buzzer, which means it's now shower time. As if on cue my body starts to move on the cold concrete as my hand reaches for the door which has just been opened by a guard outside. I step out and notice that a different guard is outside today. I don't know who he is. They must have shot the other one. It's not that unusual. The guard looks me up and down. Shamelessly racking my body with his eyes. Gross. The guy looks like he's in his forties. I mean I am 21 but still. I give him my best death glare as I walk in front of him towards the showers. Eager to get it over with.
I step into a booth, which I'm glad exists, and start to strip before stepping under the cold water coming from the rusted showerhead. I look towards the floor and notice the hair in the drain and what looks like a suspicious white mark just above the floor on the wall. I feel like vomiting. But I'm used to it. I quickly wash and am about to put clothes on when my eye catches myself in the mirror. I look at my body and notice all of the scars and marks on my chest, I turn sideways to see my back, and that's not in any better shape. I grimace at the sight and lean forward focusing on my face. What used to be bright, cheerful, emerald-blue eyes are now dulled by hunger and abuse. The shine no longer there. My lips, once full and constantly smiling are now set in a straight line and chapped by thirst and dry air. However I miraculously notice that even with all my years of being here. I still maintain the golden tan and glow of my skin. Weird, but not awful.
I get changed and get taken back to my room by the pervert guard. I step inside and hear the door shut behind me. I see the guard watch me and try to pretend he's not there. Just as I'm about to lose my cool I notice he gets a call and leaves. Thank god. Not that there is one. Or if there is one I guess he really doesn't care.
"Wait. Tomorrow is Sunday. Ugh! Damn it! Tomorrow is the day more creepy perverts come!" I state to myself before leaning back on my bed.
"At least no one will pick me. They are all too afraid." I chuckle darkly thinking about how I scare them off before I hear footsteps quickening and coming towards my cell. I curiously glance to my side, and regret my decision instantly. It's the pervert guard. I see what seems to be a tray in his hand. Great. He's bringing me my dinner? Not that it's much of a dinner. It usually consists of stale bread and water, and sometimes soup. I hear him unlock the door before looking in.
"Just leave the tray and go." I whisper to myself.
He steps inside and starts walking towards me. Shit. Not good. He places the tray on my bed and I notice that its soup and water, I look up at him and notice he's smiling, with obviously no intention to leave. I can't eat the food then. No way. It's probably got some aphrodisiac in it or something. I glance at the food and then look back up, and notice he's still smiling at me. I glare at him in hopes he will take a hint and leave, but if he notices he doesn't let me know. In fact, I would say he's actually gotten closer.
"Aren't you going to eat?" he asks. His voice is horrible, it's low but not in a sensual, seductive way, more in a rough, creepy way.
I shake my head sideways stating a no as I wait for him to leave.
"But you should eat." He sits on the bed and I shuffle closer to the wall.
"Eat." He states again, leaning forward and putting a hand on my thigh.
"No." I state before shaking him off.
"Are you refusing an order?"
Fuck, I inwardly curse. He's serious. I lick my lips before saying another no.
"Then eat." he says in a more serious tone, the playfulness leaving his voice, his façade dropping.
"No." I say more sternly this time. I sneak a glance at him and what I notice worries me. He's scowling.
Suddenly he grabs my wrists and pushes me against the wall.
"Eat." he says. His voice sounding menacing as I refuse once again. Suddenly he punches me in the face, and I fall to the ground. I can't fight back. I always used to, and look at the state my bodies in because of it. And he could have a gun for all I know. I mean he is a guard after all. He kicks me in the stomach and I fall to my side gasping for air as he kicks me in the face again. I feel the warm liquid of blood fall down my face and drip onto the floor. Don't fight back. He pushes me onto my stomach and stamps on my back. I feel like I'm chocking on my breath as I think about the bruise that's going to leave.
Then it stops. But I'm not that stupid. They never finish this fast. I stay in the same place. Keeping my breathing as shallow as and quiet as possible. Then I feel it. The sharp burn like sting on my back as I scream in agony from the surprise. I feel it again but bite my hand to keep the sounds from leaking. It happens once more before suddenly he's in front of me, and I see what he has used on my back. It's a belt. No wonder it felt like a whip. He raises the belt and I involuntarily flinch. He sees my reaction and laughs before turning around towards the door.
"You should have just eaten the food. I promise you would have been feeling a lot better!" he states in a loud happy voice before shutting and locking the door. I stay in the same position before I see him walk away and can safely assume that he's not coming back.
I shakily stand to my feet and feel my face, it's not swollen but my nose is bleeding and is possibly broken, however what hurts most is my back. It stings every time I move and sends a sharp pain throughout my body which almost feels paralyzing. I walk towards my bed and lay on my stomach, the hard mattress not helping the situation as I pull the itchy thin cloth up to my hips due to my back. Its cold, but I'll have to endure it. I should be able to move ok tomorrow. I've always healed really fast. Lucky me.
I put my head on the pillow, wondering if there is life beyond these walls before slowly easing into the darkness.
AN: So! No Levi in this chapter sorry, however he will be introduced VERY soon, so don't worry! ;)
I hope you all enjoyed! Follow and favourite, also review please! Doesn't matter if it's just telling me how crap this is, I can handle it! *stands proud* Seriously though, hope you guys enjoyed the story!
Second chapter will be up soon! :D
