Outpost Three

Chapter Thirteen - Helpless

*Trigger warning - Rape and sexual assault*
This is a dark chapter and if you aren't comfortable reading about sexual assault/rape please skip🤍 I promise it will get better, it's just not a good story if there are no problems🤍

"Okay... what do you want to know then?" I asked him hesitantly, already feeling uneasy in this awkward situation he'd created.
"So tense. What are you worried about, Ms (y/l/n)? You're not hiding anything, are you?" He asked, tilting his head to the side and raising his eyebrows towards me. I looked into his eyes to portray an element of confidence towards him so that he didn't think I was just an insecure little girl that could be walked all over. It didn't seem to work as he wasn't phased.
"Why would I be hiding anything, Mr Langdon?" I tried to reply in a strong tone but instead it came out quieter and sounded weak.
"I know everything, Ms (y/l/n). There is nothing that goes on around this outpost that I don't already know about. Just remember that, before you try keeping secrets from me." He blankly said as he approached the chair I was sitting in and stood over me, his eyes once again wandering my body.

Did that mean that he already knew about Wilhemina and I? Surely not, unless he'd managed to pick up on her watching me and being overly protective when he was around... but even then I didn't think she was being THAT obvious about it. My thoughts were snapped back to the man in front of me when he took another step closer, a small smirk starting to form on his lips.
"Stand up, Ms (y/l/n)." I remained seated in my chair. I don't know what it was but something about him just didn't feel right. He raised his eyebrows again as if in slight shock that I didn't respond to his command.
"A disobedient one, I see." He remarked. I didn't respond but instead picked up my book from the table, opening it and taking no notice in an attempt to just completely ignore him. He scoffed as he realised what I was doing and paused for a moment, looking down on me as I started to read.

Just then I felt the strangest sensation in my arm, a tingling feeling as if my entire arm was going numb. I glanced towards it with my eyebrows screwed up in confusion and tried to grab hold of it with my other hand in an attempt to feel something. That's when the same sensation overcame my other arm and it suddenly flew to the armrest on the chair, as if it was being pinned down by an invisible force. My head snapped in the other direction as it happened and my lips parted as I tried to figure out what on earth was going on. That's when I looked up and saw the smug smirk on Michael's face, his hands were now clasped together in front of him and he continued to stare down deeply into my eyes.

"What's going on? Is that you doing that???" I snapped at him in utter confusion. Just as I finished my question the arm holding my book began to move against my will towards the table, as if it was being dragged in that direction by someone, or something, that wasn't there. My hand slammed the book down on the table as it snapped shut and was pulled back to the arm rest, pinned down to the leather chair just like the other.
"If you won't obey me, Ms (y/l/n), then I guess I'll just have to make you." He sniggered, an evil smile spreading across his cheeks.
"Stop!! H - How are you even doing that??" I stammered, my voice was growing shaky from fear as I genuinely had no idea how he was, quite literally, controlling me and my movement. He didn't answer but instead looked down towards my legs, which then started to fill with the same sensation in my arms. Within a few seconds I was forced to a standing position in front of him, our faces so close that I could feel his icy breath on my skin.

"Truth is, Ms (y/l/n), I think you know how I feel about you." He said as he continued staring into my eyes.
"And if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I always get what I want." He added. The way he had suddenly changed scared the shit out of me. He was a good few inches taller than me although in this moment, it seemed like he was towering over my weak body. I had no control and my feet were rooted into the ground, my arms now pinned to my sides as I stood in front of him. I was trying to say something but I was still in complete disbelief, trying to figure out how he was controlling my movement the way he was.

He brought his hand to my hip and brushed his fingers slowly up my side, following the trail with his eyes as he did. The anger inside of me rose and I finally opened my mouth to defend myself.
"Get the fuck off of me." I said in a firm but low tone. He froze for a couple seconds and brought his eyes back to meet mine, an evil smirk forming on his lips, the he lent in towards my ear.
"And why on earth would I do that, you're mine." He whispered. I felt the sensation in my body leave as he spoke, giving me the power to move freely again.

"I'm not yours and I never will be. Now leave me alone and don't ever touch me like that again." I responded as I lightly pushed his chest and started to quickly walk towards the door.

Only to feel the tight grip of his hand around my wrist.

"You're not going anywhere." He said. I felt my body automatically tense up again with the same sensation as before so that I couldn't move. My arm was ripped back as he pulled me towards him and slammed me against the wall, his hand now around my throat. Fuck. I knew there wasn't anything I could do, but yet I still tried my hardest to scream and kick and get away. Everything was useless, it was like I was paralysed and even my screams came out as pathetic whimpers.

He started to aggressively kiss my neck and jaw, sucking my skin so hard it hurt. He roamed my hips and waist with his other hand until he eventually settled on my thigh underneath my dress. I felt sick at his touch and tears began to form in my eyes as I knew what was coming next, the worst part being that I couldn't escape. Without warning I felt him enter me and the tears streamed down my cheeks as I sobbed with my body lifelessly propped up against the wall.

In that one moment, I wished I hadn't had survived the bomb and that I was dead instead, with my family at peace. I cried at the thought of being with them. The thought of being with Mina, who I wished so badly would come to my side and stop this. But I knew she wouldn't hear anything. No one would. I was unable to make any noise louder than a whimper or weak cries. It seemed like forever, the numbness taking over my entire body as he continuously shoved me against the wall. I finally felt him release and I gained the ability to move back again. I instantly shoved his chest away from me as hard as I could and fell to the floor, the pain immediately rushing throughout my body. I crawled weakly as far from his as I could into the corner of the room and curled myself up with my head buried in my arms, laying on the floor. The last thing I heard from him was a low, satisfied laugh as he buttoned his trousers and left the room.

The room started to get darker as my vision blurred and my eyes grew heavy. As I sobbed into the floor the door swung open and I managed to lift my head slightly in an attempt to get help from whoever was there. I felt a rush of comfort when I realised that is was Mina. She locked eyes with me and instantly ran over with panic on her face.
"(Y/n)!!! Oh my god, what happened!!" She said in a panic as she knelt by my side. Her voice was muffled and I couldn't see her very well as the room was spinning and I knew I was about to pass out.
"Ms Mead!!! Guards!!!" I heard her shout towards the door as she held my face in her soft hands. She turned her attention back to me and lifted my head onto her lap, speaking softly into my ear.
"It's okay, I've got you now, (y/n)" she said stroking my cheek.
"You're safe. I love you." She continued as I heard other people entering behind her. I closed my eyes and let the blackness take over as I felt my body go limp in Mina's arms.