S.C.P 049 X Non-binary Reader

III

     S.C.P 049 waved gently at me as the guards ripped me out of the room by my upper arms. I wasn't fighting them, and actually I was happy to be out of that room. Although it had seemed kind, it still was pretty scary. The guard to my left grumbled angriliy as he and his comrade carried me back to my room.

     "Augggh. You D-class personal are a pain in my ass. Don't you know you could've caused a containment breach?" I look at the floor, not really knowing how to react to his asshole-ish coment.

     "Give the brat day or two Simon. They're new.." the guard to my right said and they both laughed. It was silent after that as I was carried back to my room.

    We came to the door and one of the guards loosened their grip on one of my arms, but it was soon grabbed by the other guard. The on that had let me go took out a key card, and opened my door. I was thrown in quite roughly, my small figure hitting the hard cement with a thud.

    "C'mon Neil. Its lunch and we get chicken wings," Simon said as he looked back at me. "And then I'll see you again, eh brat?" Simon said, an almost flirtatious look on his face. The door slammed shut, and I could hear the laughter of the guards as they walked away.

     I sat in the cold room, my side throbbing with pain from when I was thrown against the floor. My eyes watered from the pain. I was short of breath as I tried not to cry.
I stumbled over to the small, uncomfortable looking cot in the corner of the room. Now that I could even see, the room looked even more hopeless. The cot was white, just like the rest of the room, and a toilet was in the other corner of the room. Here, in this place, it almost seemed like I was in a prison. Maybe I was. I hardly even know. I layed on the cot, my whole body sore.

I put my hand over my face in an attempt to sleep. Just an hour ago I would have died for this light. Now I yearn for the dark.

   
"Although I've only been here for about two hours. I wanna fuckin leave..." I whispered, tears streaming down my face.

   "Oh God please... just let me leave this place..." I say again, my voice waving with how upset I was getting.

   I shook and shivered, the lack of blankets in this place made it cold. And after a while, I fell into a deep, dreamless slumber.

   (So the next chapter is going to have a trigger warning, and said trigger is rape. It doesnt really have any importance to the plot, other than Asshole Simon broke some of your character's ribs. Yeah. It helps the plot I promise. Well anyway, if that offends you then you dont have to read it, but for some sick, and perverted reason I feel like writing it so yeaaaah.... here's a warning.)

Sincerely, Author-kun