𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇 ❪ 𝖠𝖮𝖳 𝖮𝖭𝖤-𝖲𝖧𝖮𝖳𝖲 ❫

─── ʺ𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 - 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾ʺ

Honestly, [name] didn't even know why she even bothered at this point. 

Jean was a toxin, a drug that she just couldn't get away from. He was an addiction that would only ever destroy her in the end.

She had always told herself, "that's it... this is the last time I'm going to let him treat me like this. After this I'm leaving for good." as tears streamed from her eyes, messing up her mascara. Yet for some odd reason, she always came back, allowing him to rill her in as if she were a fish and his love and affection was the bait.

The two often argued. [name] hated how Jean would always compare her to other women, more specifically Mikasa. Jean would call her foul things and downgrade her self worth even though she was the one providing for the both of them.

[name] always knew he was cheating on her, it was painfully obvious but she was in a stage of denial. She didn't want to admit that the man she fell in love with was using her for his own selfish gain.

However, when she came home from a long and exhausting day she was absolutely pissed to see her boyfriend, in her bed, balls deep in Mikasa fucking Ackerman. 

[name] simply nodded to herself, quietly walking over to his closet and removing his clothing, throwing it outside of the house. She also made sure to grab all of his important belongings, throwing them all into a pile outside.

Jean and Mikasa were both too loud to hear her quietly moving throughout the house until [name] suddenly grabbed a bat and smashed it into his Xbox that had been in the bedroom. 

The two immediately jumped away from each other, breathing heavily and watching as [name] completely demolished of Jean's electronic belongings that were in the room. "[name]?! Hey- What the fuck are you doing?" Jean yelled as he wrapped a sheet around his waist, walking over to her and stopping the bat mid-swing only to get socked in the face with a sucker punch.

Jean stumbled to the ground, holding his nose in pain as it bent in an odd position. "What am I doing?! What am I doing?! What the hell are you doing fucking that whore in my bed?!" [name] shouted at him as she roughly dropped the bat to the floor.

If it was any other girl who had no clue of [name] and Jean's relationship she wouldn't have targeted them but Mikasa knew that Jean and [name] were dating. Mikasa and [name] were best friends for God's sake.

Walking out of the room, [name] grabbed a pack of lighters and stormed out of the house. Mikasa wrapped the remaining sheets around her, going to peak out of the window to see what [name] was doing.

"Jean, she's totally about to burn your shit," Mikasa said as she watched [name] pour what looked like a tub of gasoline over his clothes before lighting one of the lighters and tossing it in. "Oh, nevermind... she is burning your shit,"

"What?!" Jean shouted as he quickly put his pants from earlier, running outside of the house in a panic. 

"[name] what-" 

"No. no. don't '[name]' me! I paid for all of this shit anyway!" [name] shouted, tears of anger streaming down her face. 

"I work my ass off to support us, to support you and this is how you repay me? By going off and fucking other bitches in my bed?" [name] shouted as she took a photo book of her and Jean that was lying nearby and throwing it into the fire.

"Fuck you, Jean!"

"[name], baby, I promise it won't happen again- just- calm down... For me?" Jean said as he began to slowly approach her.

"I ain't doing shit for you! You can bet your ass it won't happen again because you're not coming in my damn house again" [name] shouted, backing away from him. 

"Here-" she tossed him the old iPhone 6 he had before she bought him a newer one. "Use that to call one of your bitches to come pick you up because I'm fucking done with you" [name] said before walking into her house and slamming the door shut.

Mikasa had already snuck out of the house, quickly getting in her car and driving away so [name] didn't have to worry about her still being inside. 

Jean stood by the fire that was currently dying out, all of his belongings that he never actually paid for (but still needed none the less )resulted to ash. 

Ultimately, Jean had just lost the best thing that ever happened to him. She would be just fine without him, if anything he was the dead meat that brought her down. Unfortunately for him, he was completely and utterly dependent on her but it was clear that she wasn't falling for his games anymore.

They had warned him beforehand, his friends that is, each and every one of them told him that [name] [yeager] certainly was not one to be fucked with for too long. What a shame on his behalf that he didn't listen.