too close

¹⁰ / " i needed a way to shut you up "

《 ✦ TOO CLOSE ✦ 》

Eren (pov)

"What were you thinking when you texted her this?" My brow furrows as I inquire of Mikasa.

She's still trapped in the same position after being startled by my remarks a few seconds ago.

I roll my eyes and take a seat next to her, entering my password to unlock my phone.

I get a buzz from my phone all of a sudden. My eyes widen in surprise when I look at the notification.
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not father
...
read: 7:42 pm
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"Fuck, thanks a lot," I sarcastically say as I playfully elbow Mikasa in the shoulder. She looks at me in a concerning way, up and down. I don't think she's getting the idea that what she did wasn't cool. At all.

Mikasa looks away after noticing I saw her checking me out, scooting away from me on my bed.

Whatever.

Now, while I'm supposed to be pissed off at her, this chick is going to be pissed off at me.

I never did get her name, now that I think about it. Whatever. I'll just ask her the next time I see her.

I get up and walk over to the bench to take a seat, trying to think of an answer as I go. I can't say Mikasa typed this nonsense because she'd probably think it's an excuse.

And the moron Misa, or whatever her name was, basically told her everything shitty there was to know about me.

"This is just great!" I sarcastically murmur while placing my hand on my irritated brow.

Perhaps I should—

I was interrupted by another notification, which caused my phone to vibrate once more.

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bitch from trost
hey, i forgot to ask a few weeks ago but
what's up with your little friend? she kept
saying you were hers and shit. she's hella
annoying, you should hang with me instead.
you down?
read: 7:46 pm
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Who the fuck is "bitch from trost?" Misa? No, I think her name is Mina. What's the point of Mina messaging me?

I took my time rereading the message, trying to understand every word.

Is it true that the girl claimed to be mine?

Damn.

I'm hers?

By accident, I laugh out loud, causing Mikasa to look at me. After her little act, I stop laughing, give her a dirty look and return my attention to my phone.

I'm nobody's to claim. I'm unrestricted; I'm free. And I'm happy I'm not enslaved to a partner.

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Eren
k lmfao. no thanks.
read: 7:50 pm
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In this case, I don't know what else to say; a simple "k" will satisfy.

I walk over to my dresser and take out a basic plain white shirt, boxers, and black sweatpants. I then move my arms around to alleviate some of the exercises I had just completed.

I put my clothes on a dresser and pick up my phone once more. I take another look at the three dots the girl sent me and reread them. She must despise me at this point.

I hate it when people dislike me. This is something I need to take care of.

I type out and send a message. This is different from the original, which Mikasa sent out of spite for some strange reason.