You were bleeding profusely on the bathroom floor. The pain you were feeling was unbearable. Your breathing became shallow. You felt yourself slipping in and out of consciousness.
Suddenly, you heard the faint sound of someone approaching you, it was janitor Carla.
She took off her sweater, then pressed it on your wound, trying her best to stop the bleeding.
"Guards! I need a guard in here ASAP! An inmates been stabbed!" Carla yelled, in hopes someone heard her.
Finally, Springer and Kristein rushed in. "What the fuck happened?" Springer asked, approaching you.
"I don't know, I just found her like this." Carla said. Jean was talking over his walkie talkie, asking for someone to bring in a stretcher.
Connie was lightly tapping the sides of your cheeks, trying his best to keep you alive. "Y/n, whatever you do, do not fall asleep."
Your vision became blurry and the sounds around you started to muffle out. You had no clue what Connie was saying.
Suddenly, you saw a light. You didn't know what it was, but it felt warm and safe. You started to feel tired and closed your eyes, falling asleep.
"Fuck! She passed out." Connie yelled, slapping the sides of your face again. "Come on y/n don't die on me!"
Carla took two of her fingers and pressed them against your neck, feeling your pulse. "She's still alive, but her breathing is faint. She might die at any moment."
Finally, two other guards came into the bathroom with a stretcher. Connie and Jean both carried you and laid you down on it. They then rolled you all the way to the nurses office so you could get immediate medical attention.
Mikasa was in her cell, contemplating about the argument.
The only reason she went off on you was because everything you said was true. Mikasa knew that if she kept her emotions under control, none of this would've happened. She thinks about that everyday and you bringing it up ticked her off.
No matter how many times she denied it, Mikasa was in fact jealous. You were spending way more time with Ymir instead of her.
