Promise Me | Book Three

Chapter Seven

Eren's POV

We're close to our home now; our temporary home.
I didn't ask Mikasa about the invitations yet.
"So, how did the invitations go?" I ask.
She sighs.
"Hanji accepted, Levi is yet to be confirmed and Sasha obviously said yes."
Mikasa tells.
"I'm sure there were more people." I say.
"Me too... I guess not."
She looks sort of nervous.
"Mikasa, is everything ok?" I ask.
She nods slowly.
"It's just Jean."
My attitude changes.
"Jean? What happened?"
She sighs before speaking. "Whilst visiting Sasha, I found Jean and so I spoke to him." Mikasa gets off of her horse, and takes off the saddle and reins. That's when I realise we are at home.
I follow behind her.

"Is that it?" I ask, curiously. "No." She says. Mikasa begins to stroke her horse's mane.
"He told me that he fell in love with me."
This makes my heart jump twice.
"What?"
"Apparently, it was obvious." She says. "I guess none of us paid attention to it."
I breathe in and out slowly, to try and control myself.
"What else happened?" I ask.
"He... He tried to kiss me."
This causes me to tighten my grasp on the broomstick; this makes a crack, instantly.
"Eren," she says, obviously knowing what my reaction was.
"He tried to kiss you? Did he not know that we were-" I ask.
"He knew." Mikasa tells me.
All I feel is anger, and I don't know why I'm this angry.
I throw the broom on the floor.
The little bastard, trying to make a move on her like that! Does he have no respect?!
"Nothing happened, Eren. I refused to let him."
"How could he even try?! Consider it, even?"
Mikasa puts down the brush, and makes her way towards me.
"Why does he do dumb crap like that?! It pisses me off, especially when it comes to you!" I yell.
"I promise that nothing happened.
I left after he tried that with me. I would never let him do that; I will never betray you."
She tells me, whilst holding me in her arms.
I wrap mine around her.
"I'm sorry for breaking out like that. I need to stop being reckless, and control my anger."
I say, resting my head on hers.
"It's ok. I know it's because you care about me." She says.

Once we depart, I hold her hand and lead her inside the cabin.
"I swear there should be more people to invite." Mikasa says, sitting at the table.
"Let's think about all the people we're close to." I suggest.
"They're dead, Eren." She says. "Everyone that would be there, is dead: Marco, Hannes, Franz, Hannah. Our parents." Her last two words causes her to place her left hand on her head.
"How I wish our parents could be here with us." Mikasa says, with a saddened tone.
She moves her hand from her head to her eyes.
"Mikasa, don't cry." I beg her.
She shakes her head.
"I won't." She mutters.
I sit down next to her.
"I want our parents here too." I try not to remember what happened to the both of them; but it's hard.
I see my mom get swallowed by the Titan, and seeing the lasts visions of my father before I...
I'd rather not finish; it makes me feel upset.
I wonder if Mikasa is thinking about her parents.
"They're not gone." I say. "Their bodies are dead, but their spirits are not."
Mikasa wipes her face.
"That's true." She says.
We sit there in silence for a while. The room is poorly lit, and the only light source currently shining in here is the moon light, which shines through the window.
Neither of us bothered to light candles, or lamps.
"I'm going to bed, Eren." Mikasa informs me, standing up from her seat.
She gives me a kiss, and heads to the bedroom.
"Good night." I say.

Mikasa's POV

I take off my clothes, and slip a night gown on me.
It's cold, and so is the bed.
I fold the blankets over me, but don't close my eyes yet.
Just curl up in a ball, whilst holding the blankets tightly.
Damn, I miss my parents; and Eren's.
It reminds about how cruel this world really is, and it's so unfortunate.
I said to Eren that I wouldn't cry, but my eyes and throat have been aching for too long.
I relieve myself with tears, and almost silent wimpers. I hope that Eren doesn't walk in.
I wipe my eyes with my right hand, and sigh.
I stop myself from crying even more.
I think that I cry too much.
I bury my face in the pillow, and eventualy fall asleep.