Ever since you could remember, since preschool, you've always been bullied, mostly by the opposite gender, but you still had very good friends, especially Mikasa, she was your childhood friend who you could always depend on.
At the age of five, your own stepfather molested you, and the cycle of abuse, bullying and rape continued, knowing you'd be shamed if you told, you always just held your tongue.
Thats now in the past, you're now in your single mother's car, texting in a Groupchat with your best friends, Tracy and Mikasa, you texted and read the chat as it goes:
Mikasa: How was packing?
Y/N: it's alright. I'm really going to miss my old home
Mikasa: ehem..OUR old home you mean? ¬ u ¬
Y/N: Oh, Righr :p
Tracy: the good thing is you're not moving schools, that would be an absolute heartbreak ; ;
Y/N: I know..thats good, seeing all my friends, my amazing boyfriend and..the 'Queen Bee'
Mikasa: more like Queen 'B' for bitch..
Y/N: I know!
Your conversation was interrupted by your mother lightly tapping your head "we made it, sweetie" she chirped and turned to a more new, bigger looking home, it looked eerie too oddly enough. "Get ready to unpack" she said as she got out of the car and waited for the moving vans
Y/N: Brb, gotta go unpack with mom now
The final text before you slipped your phone into your bag and got out of the back seat of your mother's car.
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Flatline (ModernAU! Secretive! Eren Jeager × bulled! damaged! reader)
Mystery / Thrilleryou were a very quiet person, you were always picked on and you were in a relationship with a boy, who you never knew how he really felt, once you find out, you kill yourself but get revived, the doctors almost pinned you on a zombie-like state. As...
