"You didn't really think that we'd leave you unguarded, did you?" The voice laughed cynically. In the blackness of the hall, Jean could just make out the figure of...oh great.

Then all at once, the stairs were flooded with light. "Boo!" Eren giggled, flicking on and off the light switch at his side.

"..." Jean pursed his lips and swallowed dryly.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

He really should have been able to foresee this. They were obviously going to have someone keep an eye on him!

Jean subconsciously started to chew on his bottom lip; a habit that showed when got anxious.

"Hmm. Not going to talk? Beg for mercy? I saw what you did to Armin." Eren sighed dramatically with his finger pointed to the closed door behind him. "Through the key hole. Jeez, I didn't think you were that mean. And just as he was starting to trust you..." The brunette fiddled with a lock of his hair, his lips forming a small pout. "Well...now I suppose you'll have to be punished...cant just let you get away with this, after all."

Jean had no idea how he was meant to react to that. No way was he going to beg to this prick though...nope, not happening.

He could take him.

"Maybe you should just step aside and let me leave before I beat the shi-"

"Oh please." A second later, a hand was attached to the collar of Jean's shirt and his world was literally spinning as he was sent flying down the flight of stairs.

He didnt feel the pain until he hit the floor. It was almost like a daze; his mind hadn't exactly had time to process the action...then he was suddenly bombarded with it all at once. "W-what the-! Ngnn...Gah!" He attempted to push himself up from the ground, only to fall back again from a sharp pain in his hand.

His ring finger on his left hand was bent back with a very visible bloody white bone sticking out. "...L-look what you f-fucking did! Y-you're crazy!" Jean just about shrieked up the stairs, cradling his hand to his chest.

Eren yawned and took his time walking down the stairs to Jean, standing over him with a malicious grin. "Aww...poor baby..." A kick to his head sent Jean into the wall, leaving him gasping like fish out of water.

"You're damn right I'm crazy..." Eren knelt down next to Jean and threaded his fingers into the teen's hair, jerking him up to look at him. "And you're a fucking idiot." He whispered so close to Jean's face that their noses brushed against the other's. "Did you actually believe that you'd be able to leave...? Hmm?"

"Bastard..." Jean spat at Eren, glaring daggers at him. "I swear to fucking god I'll..."

"Ha! You'll what? Call me a bad name?" Eren sneered. "Bull. You cant do anything and you know it! Come on big boy, stand up! I have a special place to show you." He spoke in a sickly sweet voice, cooing into Jean's ear and making him flinch.

"Fuck that! I'm not going anywhere with you!" Jean took advantage of the fact that Eren had lowered his guard to punch the boy in the gut, scrambling to his feet only to hit the floor as a weight held him down.

Eren had fucking jumped onto his back.

"Ooo, not the best choice you could have made, Jean..." The brunette's breath was hot against the shell of Jean's ear. He ground his teeth and tried to throw Eren off his back.

"G-get off!"

"Hell no!"

Today was not Jean's day, seeing as a few seconds later, Eren's boot connected with his head and knocked him out cold. Twice in 24 hours...Owch.

***
"Wake up sleeping beauty." A voice taunted Jean through his haze of unconsciousness.

He groaned and tried to turn away from the voice; only to realize he couldn't.

Still dazed from his previous and current head injuries, Jean was a wreck."W-wha...?"

"Wake up!" The voice mock-cheerily repeated, with chapped lips suddenly pressed against his own. THAT woke up him up alright. Once his eyes were open, it took him a second to comprehend who exactly was kissing him.

Eren. It was Eren.

"Ugh! Nasty fucker!" Jean yelled, making his head pound painfully. He whimpered pitifully and lowered his head, only making Eren laugh.

"Oh, that woke you up, huh?"

It was then that Jean realized that he wasn't restrained in that bed anymore. No, it was a chair this time. Upon further inspection, there were sinister looking blood stains in the grainy wood. The room was dimly lit, yet Jean could make out most of its contents. Stone walls...must be a basement. "Where did you take me?"

"Hmm? Oh, you'll find out soon enough." Eren licked his lips. "It's one of my favorite places in town too. Its fun! Although...only for me. Not you." Another laugh.

Jean felt his blood run cold at those words. He peered over his shoulder and found a table with what appeared to be medical tools laid out neatly across it, a faint amount of dried blood crusted on a few of them. "...please tell me you're just trying to freak me out..." This couldn't be happening! Just as he was thinking this couldn't get any worse for him.

"Nope. Not in the slightest. In fact...I think its about time that we took care of that finger of yours. Wont be of much use to you like that." The brunette's footsteps resinated through the room and pounded into Jean's skull, forcing a shiver up his spine.

"This one? ...no no, I used it last time...tch...I should clean these..." Eren mumbled under his breath as he rummaged through the tools. After what seemed like an eternity, he returned with a pair of wicked looking scissors. Jean couldn't help but cringe at the serrated edges. These...were not your average scissors.

"...what are those for?" Okay. That was a stupid question, he'd admit. He was dreading the answer to it regardless.

Eren said nothing. What he did do, was grab ahold of Jean's broken finger and straightened it out between the blades. "Oh...nothing much." And with one good forceful 'snip' and the crunch of fragmenting bone, Jean's finger was laying on the floor next to foot.

Burning tears slipped from his eyes as he screamed, his chest heaving. "Y-YOU FUCKER!" Jean's entire body seemed to clench up as the pain hit him again.

"Tsk tsk...How pathetic. You wont make it though this if thats the worst you can handle before crying like a baby." The teen sighed and scratched the side of his head with a bored expression. "...eh...I'll make do. If you die, I can just get someone else..."

(I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm trying. ._.)