I don't wanna be friends - Armin Arlert

Chapter 4 - Annie's pov

Chapter 4 - Annie's pov

I did not expect for this story to get recognized so quickly! Thank you so much for the support on my tiktok. I also realize that I have some readers in colour and I will do my best to accommodate Y/N to your guys standards! She will not be a basic bitch, but a baddie!

This chapter is in Annie's perspective and it takes place the day after the party. I hope this isn't too confusing. Please enjoy the story! :)

"We've only been together for a month! Please just give me a chance..."

"Bertholdt.... It's better if we just break up now. I can't do this." I sound careless, but it's better this way so he doesn't get hurt.

"It's Armin... isn't it?" Bertholdt asks, but he already knows the answer to that question.

I don't answer him... Instead I look away and cross my arms gently, then he takes my silence as a response.

"He'll hurt you again... but I hope you know that I'll always be here for you." His voice is sincere.

Bertholdt collects his jacket and keys then walks out of my condo, closing the door behind him softly.

I let out a sharp exhale when he leaves.

I'm so sorry Bert... I didn't mean to hurt you this way, or at all.

While making my way to my kitchen counter I place the palm of my hand against my forehead, because everything hurts right now. I grit my teeth as I pour myself a cup of coffee. It's too fucking early for this drama shit.

I thought that if I was with Bertholdt that I would be able to move on from Armin, but seeing him with that girl last night... Fuck... He seriously knows how to get under my skin.

Just when I think I am moving on he just pulls me back, just like two gears with a chain going round in circles. That's how frustrating he is, but I always think back to when he was by my side... for four months while I was in a coma.

Armin was always by my hospital bed whenever he could. There were times when I was conscious and heard the stories he would tell me, we weren't together before my coma but I felt closer to him every time he visited. It was the only thing I would look forward to other than my best friend, Hitch, talking/ranting about her love life.

While walking into my bedroom, I look out the window with an amazing view of the Ocean, the slender water crashing against the concrete bay, and the port on the far left side of the bay where the Scout's Agency would park their yachts.

I remember Armin telling me a story about the ocean, and how he promised he would take me there when I wake up from my coma. I reacted to that of course, moving my fingers slightly and he sounded so happy, making my heart jump on the spot.

It was so simple back then, when he would hold my hand in my sleep, caress my cheek with his warm hands, making my heart melt. I was so glad that he was by my side when I woke up, because when I woke up I was told my dad had died in the car crash. That's how I ended up in a coma for four months.

My father always told me; "Always keep your loved ones close, never let go."

But Armin and I are two lonely empty souls, dad. We keep leaving each other and coming back. This time is not so different, there's just another girl involved...

I feel a line of tear fall down my left cheek, I wipe it away, pushing my other tears back as I think back on the memories Armin and I had together. I thought we could heal each other but in the end it was just pain. Empty pleasure just to fill the void in our hearts.