CAR RIDE - an Eren Yeager scenario

PART III

You were in shock. Eren appeared from nowhere and punched Jean in the face? Slowly, you remembered what happened. Jean was trying to kiss you. But Eren was outside with that girl, wasn't he?

"(Y/n), are you ok?" It was Sasha. She seemed worried. "Want some fried chicken? Maybe it can make you feel better."

"No, thanks..."

"(Y/n)! Oh my god, what happened?" Armin held your hands. Mikasa was by his side, with a concerned face. "Eren was talking to me and I just saw him running to you. Here, drink some water. Did Jean do anything to you?"

"It's fine, Armin, I... He tried to kiss me, but just that. Nothing more. I guess."

Eren stopped fighting with Jean and came towards you.

"Let's go. You come with me."

You were going to protest, but get away from that place was all you wanted to do. So you just followed him.

"Can you drive her home safely, Eren?" Mikasa asked.

He just nodded, holding your arm and taking you to the entrance.

"Eren, wait please, you're hurting me –" You tried to stop him from dragging you away so roughly. "Eren –"

He held your hand more softly this time. "Sorry."

Eren took you to his car, opening the door for you. Then, he got himself into the car, and with no words, started driving.

"Eren. Can you talk to me?"

No answer. He just let out an annoyed sigh.

"Why are you so aggressive? Please answer me. I swear I'm not drunk anymore!"

He drove until the entrance of the college park and parked the car in the middle of the trees. This was a beautiful place during the daylight; you and Armin loved to study in there. Right now, though, it looked very dark and scary.

Even though there was music playing, the silence of words was killing you.

"Eren."

"Shit, (Y/n). You seriously don't get why I am so mad?"

You kept quiet.

Eren got close to you, using the car seat backrest as a support to his right arm. The other, he held on the door by your side. His look was somehow so much terrifying that it made your eyes fill with tears. His green eyes, so beautiful and bright, were now deep and dark.

"You were fucking drunk and that bastard was running his hands freely over you. Kissing your neck. That was fucking disgusting!" He said, in a cruel tone. "Why did you drink that much? Why did you let it happen?"

He had never been so harsh on you. Even that time when a guy in senior year tried to take a picture from you without your knowledge, you just asked Eren to forget about it, and he was mad. This was different.

"Seriously, (Y/n), what were you thinking? How could you be so ingenuous? You knew that guy isn't a good one, and yet you were drinking by his side?"

"I didn't know anything..."

"I'm so pissed! If none of us was there, that son of a bitch could have taken you to his room and you wouldn't stop him! Do you know how severe this is?"

At this point you were crying. He was still screaming those things to you. At some point, you took courage to face him.

"Eren! Stop! Please, stop!" you begged, between tears. "I wasn't unconscious; I would have stopped him even if you weren't there! At the beginning of the party I left Jean to look for you, but you were with a girl in the gardens, so I just decided to not interrupt. I was so pissed with it, yet I don't know why, that I started drinking to forget about you. So please, stop screaming at me as if I was guilty of it, because I am not, and you are scaring the hell of me!"