Promise Me | Book Three

Chapter Thirty-Five

Mikasa's POV

Eren has been gone for longer than I had anticipated. It makes me wish I had been more productive with my time, although, he hasn't given me a lot to work with: I can't leave without his permission.
In the time he's been gone, I've skimmed through around six of his books, but they have all proven useless to me.
He has a computer--a piece of technology that I still struggle to use, but holds a lot of information--but it is locked by a numbered passcode.
The phone that was in my pocket the day of the last date must have fallen out, because I haven't managed to find it at all. That aggravtes me, because otherwise I could research some things that could help me.

I have had a lot of time to reflect. A lot of time that I don't always wish I had; I have been thrown into this world and I remember nothing of the life I once had yet the person who claims he loves me will not indulge me in anything of our previous life. He must have been abusive to me back then--he still is now, but I must have felt compelled to stay with him for some reason.
I have no idea of who I was, so it could have been absolutely anything. And nobody wishes to enlighten me.

I must find out about it. I will find a way.

* * *

I hear the door open from the outside of the room, so I straighten my posture and await for him to come in.
The sound of the beeps from the keypad come through from the other side, followed by Eren entering with an incredibly hardened face, that persists even when he lays eyes on me.

"Good after-", I look outside the window, but I am not completely sure whether or not that is an adequate indicator of the time of day.
"Welcome back..."

He places his bag on the floor, and lays out a long, plastic sack of something across the bed.
His eyes  are still trained on me with his ever so cold visage. It makes me feel vulnerable.
Then leaning against the wall, he folds his arm and asks, "what have you been doing since I have been gone?"
I look around momentarily and then shrug. "Well, I was asleep for quite some time, and upon waking, I ate what you left out for me and I... Read your books, if that was all right. I had nothing to do."
There is a period of silence until he hums very briefly. He then nods towards the sack.
"Open that," he demands, so I do.
I pull the contents out and there are several items of clothing--I don't analyse them much, for I am not too interested.
"These are for you. Do not forget about the evening we have planned. There will likely be the photographers again, but you should expect that already. Just be polite, as they will only be there momentarily to update the news sites."

News sites that I am never able to access due to the supposed server reboots...

"I see," I say, smiling as I stand and make my way over to him. "Now, would you like to share with me our plans for this evening? I am quite looking forward to what is in store."
As my hands presses against his chest, his hard demeanor begins to melt away and his pupils visibly dilate.
"You seem to have had a sudden change of heart," he says, eyes narrowing somewhat. I take this opportunity to stand even closer to him, tilting my chin up as I speak.
"You see, Eren, not only have I had plenty of time to reflect, but I had a very delightful dream last night. You and I had a... Tumble, so to speak." My smile widens, and I manage to notice blood rush to his face.
"It made me regret our missed opportunity the night before."

"You've... really had a change of heart."
I step away and begin pacing around lightly on my tip-toes.
"I have realised a few things," I start, turning back towards him. "This is the life I want. I could have had a far worse life out of coming out of the simulation, but instead, I have plenty of food to eat, wine to drink, a beautiful and warm place to sleep at night and above all... Someone who is guaranteed to love me."