I just keep moving forward

Chapter 14: Freedom

Eren POV:

After waking up and completing what I had to for the day there was only an hour remaining until I could finally see my parents and adopted sister

I've got half an hour left of my shift, then dinner, and then I can finally see them

I can feel my self shaking with adrenaline, I didn't think I'd miss them this much

50 minutes later:

I practically inhaled my dinner and my drink pretty much osmosis'd into my stomach as I wanted to be early to see my family

I took the map that Officer Drakeford gave me yesterday to find where I was going to be working

It was very useful as it showed the whole prison, I was following the path going to the "Visitor's Hall"

It was near the outer reception

The reception that I'm able to access is the reception where us inmates can go for help, the one that's closest to freedom is where I signed in and got my mugshot taken. It's also where visitors go to ask questions and when visiting inmates as they have to sign in

As I'm about to walk to temporary freedom by the outer reception I'm dragged back, not violently but in an instructive manner

I'm then handcuffed by one officer whilst the other holds my shoulders just incase, I appreciate they have to do this so I continue walking

Although it was only two days ago I came here, I feel like it's been forever. I can see the outside, cars going past on the motorway outside the walls of the car park, the bushes with periwinkle and forget-me-not coloured flowers. I took the true beauty of the outside for granted

The air that came through the open doors of the reception even felt different, it was thicker and colder. More refreshing and I felt like I was at one with the world, at ease with myself

Most of my wounds from the fight with Bertholdt had healed, my hands were fine, my stomach was fine, my face was fine. Just my ear, the bandage had been taken off and I was given stitches. They were butterfly stitches as the wound was only half an inch deep, it looked kinda cool

From the reception I was guided to turn left (I was facing the entrance doors), the opposite direction to the mugshot room

The double doors were opened and there looked to be about 12 other guys waiting for their visitors, 2 or 3 already had people they were talking to

I'll make sure to tell my parents they can come early as I expect my mum will be a stickler to the rules

The officers left go off me but I remained handcuffed, they told me that if I was good today, I'd be able to show my future visitors around the place, I was excited to do that eventually so I was going to be on my best behaviour

18:55:

Suddenly I could hear some muffled voices outside of the door

I was sat at a desk that could seat four people towards the middle of the room, the door was maybe 15 or 20 yards away from me

Carla: "Mikasa, your scarf is wonky let me fix it for you sweety"

Grisha: "My God, you've stopped both of us atleast three times because you want us to look our best. He's our son Carla, the time spent fussing will mean we won't be able to see him"

Carla: "Oh shhhht, fine. We're 5 minutes early anyway" (she giggles softly and opens the door)

I see my father, wearing his signature glasses, long brown coat and matching hat