Attack On Titan Oneshots [mostly au] {requests closed!}

jean x self harming!reader

in the woods blood is shed
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!!trigger warning!!
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•your pov•
I was walking through the hallways of the headquarters, just leaving the cafeteria.

everyone stared and whispered, as usual, and the forever loud Reiner couldn't stop talking.

"She should just kill herself." This was an everyday thing for me. I would go somewhere and I would get called names or pushed down or even beaten. I walked out of the doors and into the woods, holding a kitchen knife I stole and sharpened a few weeks ago. Being in the Survey Corps is hard enough without the bullying. My parents died when I was two, I'm currently 14 (( if you're not 14 just roll with it)). Ever since then I've been on my own, there was enough money to feed myself for about 5 years so I lived off of that. On top of all the other bad luck I was struck with, I was kidnapped when I was 4 and I was forced to kill about 10 grown men, only armed with a katana I had found lying on the ground. I was quite a smart child, having to be independent for so long at such a young age. My daily routine would be something you would hear a person in their mid-20's doing.

•flashback•

I was walking through town, going to buy some bread. I was halfway to the booth when I was pulled back into an alley and knocked out. The men that took me were going to use me for their own 'fun'. I woke up on the floor with my neck chained to the wall, as were my torso and legs but not arms.

I had no idea how long I had been there, but I didn't like it. I reached up to my hair and pulled a bobby pin out and started working on my neck. It took about 10 minutes, but I finally got it off. I quickly got to work on the other shackles, after I had finished I stuck the pin back in my hair so it wasn't seen.

I walked towards the door that was surprisingly open and slipped through it, but the hinges creaked. I mentally cringed and in under 10 seconds I was surrounded by men that looked to be a little more than tipsy.

"Our little kitten is out of its cage~"Said a man that looked to be around 20 years old.

"We'll have to punish it~" said another man that was leaning on a wall.

I sprinted under a man's legs and turned a corner that led to a room that looked to be a living room. I tried to get to the door but tripped on a sheathed katana. It was about 3 feet long but it was light. I picked it up and unsheath the white-handled sword.

As I pulled it out, the men once again surrounded me. I shakily held the weapon and aimed at someone's leg, he fell and hit another man. After that, it was like a game of dominoes. Since they were all half drunk, they fell one after another. To make sure I wouldn't be followed, I stabbed each one in what I thought was the heart. By then I was splattered in blood. I walked out of the door with widened eyes, yet I didn't cry. I was born without the ability to feel pain, that meant no crying. But when my parents died, I forced myself to cry. It made me cough up blood and I was paralyzed for an hour or two from the strain on my lungs and head.

When I was outside, I fell to the ground and passed out from shock, but not before a small boy about my age with bi-colored hair came and picked me up and walked throughout the little trees around us. I woke up on a bed and saw that I wasn't in my house. I sat up and looked around, seeing the boy once again at the edge of the bed asleep.

Careful not to wake him, I opened a window and climbed out going towards my house.

•flashback end•

I was now deep in the woods and it looked like a nice place to stop.

'No one will find me here.' I thought as I raised up the side of my shirt. Cutting on my wrist would attract too much attention, so I do it on my hips. One by one, the cuts appeared as I slowly drug the knife across my hips. I had done about 25 on each side before I thought it best to go. I walked back towards headquarters, and as soon as I got there I went to my room and laid on my bed and just staring at the ceiling.