Healing {ereri}

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||EREN||
I was fast asleep in my cell.

Well that's what I like to call it, I'm in a psych ward because of my anxiety.

You may be thinking how can you be in a psych ward because of anxiety.

Well a year ago, I went out drinking with some friends, that include, armin, and mikasa.

And I got drunk. But there was something that was a bit strange.

I wasn't drunk, I was drugged.

I walked outside the bar to get some fresh air.

And that's when 3 guys, came up to me, and raped me.

I woke up in the hospital, with mikasa, and armin by my side.

My mother looking extremely worried, and my father looking extremely disappointed.

I remember his exact words.

"Men don't get raped!"

That hurt me so much.

After a few months my family saw the difference in me.

And sent me to the psych ward, where I was diagnosed with anxiety.

And I've been here ever since.

I like being on my own.

Because I'm not really crazy.

I don't deserve to be here, with all these mentally ill people.

And the doctors, and nurses respected that.

That is until today.

The nurses have told me that I'll have to be sharing a room with a new person.

I don't care, but I just wish there was someone else who could share with this person.

"Eren, time for breakfast hun." I heard my nurse Petra say.

I looked at her and smiled. I stood up.

I got up and went to the breakfast hall walking with Petra.

"So your new roommate is coming today." She said to me.

I rolled my eyes. And nodded.

"Eren you have to be nice, apparently this boy is a lot to handle, and has had a rough past." She said.

I nodded.

We got to the breakfast hall, and I had breakfast.

And after that I needed to go to my group therapy session.

And now that I've done with that I went to my room.

And that is where I saw the new patient sitting on his bed.

"You must be the new guy." I said.

I looked at him.

He was quite small, he had a feminine body, and was so skinny he looked unhealthy, he had jet black hair, and had these grey dull eyes that looked dead, his skin was so pale as well.

"Mhm." He spoke.

"Anyway I want you to know I don't want friends and I don't fancy on being spoken too, I honestly would rather have a pillow over my face than making friends here." I then said.

"Mhm." He repeated.

I was confused.

He almost looked dead.