THE MISFORTUNATE CADET
RAPED TO OBLIVION
CHAPTER II

I headed hurriedly towards the dining room to consume the salty vegetable soup and bread before anyone decided to have their dinner first. Worst case scenario, Jake makes his appearance behind those doors and catches my presence.

I choke at the soaked bread traveling down my throat at the thought of Jake. I ball my fist at my current situation. If only I have the courage to seek help. If only Jake wasn't present when that incident happened? If only that incident have never occured in the first place. It has been six years since that horrifying late afternoon. Who would of thought that my actions would turn out like this?

I lift the spoon containing soup with chopped carrots and place it inside my mouth. I wince slightly at the hot substance. 'Too hot and too salty.' My nails start to work on my skin. A state of anxiety taking over what should be a moment of relaxation and elation. It's not everyday I have the privilege to eat inside an empty mess hall.

I hide my face onto my skinny hands. It's surprising to see how Erwin Smith has not taken notice of my situation. He's an intellegent man that has the ability to observe and question his surroundings and people. But why has he not seen it on me? Is he just overlooking my appearance because of my poor performance? Could it be that he does not feel obligated and doesn't have the time to solve the phsycological and physical problems from a mere veteran as I? Or could it be that my surname has anything to do with his ignorance towards me?

The sound of a creak on the floor catches my attention. Immediately, my body jerks towards that location only to find my worst case scenerio turn to reality. 'When did he enter?'

"Early today hog?" He yanks me foward. "I believe hogs eat until they can't no more. Not end up getting sucked from the inside out." He grabs my collar. My hands reach for his hands that have a tight grip on my collar.

"What do you want?" 'What a stupid question Estella. You really can be full of idiocy sometimes. Obviously I know the purpose of his appearance.'

"It's been three months you filthy pig." Jake whispers in a husky voice near my ear. He shoves me to the brick wall behind the table I was currently seated at. My winged scapula bones hit the hard surface emitting a groan of pain from me. He nears his masculine body towards my emaciating body appearance. I can't explain why he's stubborn enough to use me. I have no meat on me. Why does he physically insist violating me?

"Don't you think it is time for you to stop this violation towards me?" I clench my teeth. "Why don't you use Feith?"

"Feith is too precious." He shrugs with a smirk cascading his face.

If only I could murder him. If only I were strong enough to do so. This man took everything from me. He took my innocence the first month I came to the Survey Corps. The reason why I'm no longer a virgin. My pride was ripped apart by this man who did it for the only intention to inflict misery in me and for his own stress relief. I tried to tell someone but to no avail. I will only end up beaten until I remained immobile for the night. Several times I had the urge and wish to kill myself but I didn't have the courage to do so. For some unexplainable reason I still have that small hope that one day there'll be justice before I die. To see my six nightmares pay for what they have done to me all this time.

"What have I ever done to you?" I strangle out.

"Nothing that will cause me to eliminate you." He holds my jaw. "But the fact that I saw the murder you committed gives me the privelage to sentence you to obsolute rape. For as long as I desire you filth." His hand runs down my privates. I whimper as his teeth bite on my shoulder.

"Commander Erwin thought the veterans need a bit of a boost." A far away voice removes Jake off me. Just then the door to the dining room opens revealing two veterans.

"Oh. Hey there Jake." The young man with shady short spiked hair with freckles spreading on his bridge nose waves at him.

"How's it going?" Jake walks to them.

I grap my plate and leave the dining room. My wobbling skinny legs make their way to the kitchen. My heart pounding by the regular events.

Jake is the man who damaged me physically and emotionally. Jake is the man who dragged me one late night to the forest with the help of Troy and Vernon. I wanted to scream for help but a tight cloth was tightly wrapped around my mouth with two other layer cloths wrapped above it. My screams were vainly muffled by the tight cloth.

I was indisposed. 'What a lie.' I was weak as always and couldn't defend myself from their strong grip. I can still feel the awful sensation of his hands on my body.

Jake is the man who pulled down my pants and underwear that horrendous night. He didn't care at the very least if I was prepared or not and how could I with this monster that all female cadets crave for? I begged him to stop but Troy and Vernon held me still. Their hands holding firmly my arms and legs which were wide open for Jake's disposal.

Jake didn't mind my wails of pain when he first entered me with so much force I began to bleed. Never did the a bliss come along. Never once in all these two years turn pleasurable. He just caused fear within me. So much loath towards him.

After washing the dish, I hurry to my assigned bedroom. Fortunately, there's no other duties to perform today.

I change into a loose t-shirt and shorts right when I lock the door to my room. Empty bunkbeds fill the room. All the veterans died the last expedition.

I check if I have my door close so no one could get in. Before I can move my drawer to the door so no one can break in, a knock is heard on the door. I stop my tracks. Frighten that it might be Jake.

"Stones. It's the Captain." Relief washes through my whole body at the sound of Captain Levi. It is then that I realize I'm wearing shorts and a t-shirt that exposes all my bruises.

Wouldn't it be best reveal him my torture? But if I did then I'll be sent to prison because of what I committed a few years ago.

"Just a second." I reply as I quickly  change into a pair of black pants and gray sleeve shirt. I open the door to watch the Captain staring off towards the hall. "Captain?" He turns to me.

"Estella. I was told you've been writing on the horse stalls."

"What?" I furrow my brows. "I don't quite understand?"

"People caught you with black ink and a white cloth to smudge it in the wall." He states. "Do you have an explanation regarding this?"

"I haven't done such thing Captain." I shake my head. "I did not do such thing."

"Then you wouldn't mind me scanning your room?" I have no problem of him checking my room. But knowing I'm being framed for another absurdity I haven't committed, there's a high possibility the tools are somewhere hidden in my room.

"I do not mind." I say silently as I step to the side to allow him in. He enters nonchalantly and checks the room. He goes through my drawers and the main closet. He checks everywhere until bending down under the bed. I then watch him retrieve a white cloth and black ink. The face he wears saddens me. I watch him glance at the tools and sigh.

"What's this?" He stands up from the floorboard.

"A white clo-"

"I said what this is!?" He bellows in anger. "Why the hell is this garbage here?!" He shakes the cloth and ink near my face.

"I-I d-don't know." I stutter. Tears well on my distinct color eyes.

He watches me in disbelief. "This ain't some child house back in Sina." He scolds. "Act as what you are. An adult."

"I didn't do it, Sir." I explain.

"The proof is here."

"Someone must of left it there." I rationalize.

"All soldiers in this room died on the expedition." He firms.

"Sir. You can't possibly believe-"

"I believe nothing but facts. Despite my faith in you..." He gives me a once over. "...why act childish?" I take a seat on my bunk bed.

"The last thing I want is to be childish and naive, Sir. I'm no kid." I shake my head. "I'm no liar."

"Look Estella." He sighs again. "I have to say that I just can't trust you anymore." He places the materials onto a cloth bag. "I have no clue why you enlisted in this suicidal branch."

I clench my fists. "Believe me." I stare at him.

"I wish I could but the evidence is clear and there's witnesses." He frowns.

"They lied." I shake my head unable to accept it. "You can't possibly believe them too." A tear silently falls down unnoticed.

"Erwin will speak with you tomorrow morning. Your position in the Survey Corps will be questioned." He heads to the door.

"I thought I will count on you, Sir." He stops on his tracks. "But how wrong I was." I stare at my boney hands.

"Report to Erwin's office tomorrow morning for brief questioning." He leaves my room.

I can't help stomp my foot on the floor. I rub my forehead in sadness. Captain Levi doesn't believe me. He didn't take my words into consideration as he always accustomed.

Life is unfair.

I get back to what I was doing. I change back to my t-shirt and shorts before performing my usual task. I move the drawer to the door so no one will get in.

What happened next was something I never expected. I hear a sound coming from behind me. I turn around to espy a figure coming from the window. 'Jake.' Before I can scream, he covers my mouth and pushes me to the wall. Pressing my whole body against his.

"I need a good fuck tonight and you're helping me you filthy whore."

Not again for the gods that are up in the sky. I plea not again. Why can't someone help me? I wish Levi was here to help me get this monster to stop and get away from me.

He throws me to the floor and starts to yank my black shorts as he covers my mouth with a cloth. It takes a minute to succeed before he removes his jeans and underwear.

Pulsing veins comes into view. Precum licking out of his dot hole. I squirm under him noticing the missing protection he always brings.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard and fast you'll cry out my name. Begging me to stop." He growls. "I'll cause so much pain you'll bleed from your fucking purple pussy of yours." He slaps my cheeks. I sob for what he'll do to me.

I muffle an agonizing scream at the intrusion. Ripping the voids of peace. His speed is hell. What have I done to deserve this? What is it? Is it the murder I committed? It was self defence.

With the bruises in my lower regions, it feels like being stabbed by needles. My vision blurs when the release soon makes its presence. A warm substance fills my insides. He slips out of me and just when I thought it was all over, he turns me around facing the floor.

My life has no meaning when he forces himself in a different path. The position strains my bones. My skin harshly rub onto the floorboard. I pray for my death for the following five minutes until he releases me.

My body lays numb as he yanks my hair and forces me to sit. "You bite me and I'll kill you in the spot." He growls while he has a sharp object in his left hand. His hard member enters my mouth instantly. Riding his ecstasy. I gag as he shoves it deeper in my throat. His adrenaline almost cutting my oxygen away.

'When will this nightmare end? Would it be best to just die already?'

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