Different Sides of the Sea - Levi Ackerman x Reader

chapter 27

The moment I got back to Marley, I was put in restraints.

I was placed in a jail cell underground with no sunlight, there was mold growing on the walls, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of my own footsteps.

It was dark. Lonely. Gross. Cramped.

Levi would hate it here, I just know he would.

I miss him already.

I know I won't be getting out anytime soon. I was told that I would spend the rest of my life here.

The only thing I could do is lay on the ground and pray someone would just kill me already.

I was denied all of my rights as a human. I was only allowed outside for 30 minutes under supervision from a soldier who worked directly under the General.

The only reason they kept me alive was to try and pry vital information out of me about Paradis.

There was no way in hell I'd give them the satisfaction of submitting to their orders. I'd rather die than defy Levi and the people on the Island.

If I had to be tortured to protect Levi, then so be it. I know he'd do the same for me.

The only person who came to visit me was Zeke.

He told me that if I gave him information about Eren and what I know about his ability to control the Founding, he'd let me in on 'his plan' again.

I knew nothing about Eren's ability to control the Founding, but he didn't believe me.

"All you have to do is just tell me if he knows anything about 'royal blood,'" Zeke pressed me for answers.

"Zeke, I told you a hundred times, I don't know! What does 'royal blood' have to do with anything?"

"I'll come again next week and we'll talk more."

"You don't have to keep coming, Zeke. You fucked me over and I fucked you over. Why do you always insist on coming back to me?"

It was silent between us.

I knew I stumped him with this question.

He was never any good at expressing emotions, which is why he looked so confused right now.

Zeke sighs, "I made a promise to you when we were kids and I know that I look like the bad guy all the time- I promise it'll be worth it in the end."

"But why? You keep saying that 'it'll all be worth it in the end', but when is the end? Why do you keep choosing to string along a worthless promise? We were kids, it doesn't mean anything anymore."

Zeke looked at the floor and lit a cigarette.

"You can stop holding on to your old words. They don't mean anything anymore." I wanted to just go back to my cell already.

Talking to him only made me more upset.

"(Y/N)..."

"Zeke, just please go back home."

He stood up and hovered over me. Locking eyes with me.

"What I'm going to say isn't going to be easy for me, so just let me speak."

"What do you mean?"

"I've been in love with you since we were kids. Before you say anything, I know you've never felt the same," Zeke inhaled the smoke from his cigarette and held it in for a while before letting the smoke escape his mouth.

"I just hoped that one day you'd come back to me, but you never did. That's fine, I only have so many years left alive. I'll make it worth it for you, so that you can live a long life."

I was speechless. He's right, I never felt that way towards him.

We'd been through so much, but regardless. He ratted me out.

Sometimes when I look at Zeke's face I remember the sweet little boy who played with me when no one else would.

I know the position Zeke is in is rough, that's why I always had a soft spot for him. No matter how many times he's done me wrong.

I can't stay mad at him.

- - -

It's been two months already.

The only thing they gave me was my diary. Commander Magath and the General had high hopes that I'd spill information in writing eventually.

I didn't, so far.

I just wrote my usual sappy letters to Levi.

At this point, it would be damn near impossible for him to ever receive these letters. I just did it to pass the time by.

- - -

Dear Levi,

It's been months since I've last seen your face

Even though I'll be alone and isolated for the rest of my life

I'll be stuck in a dark cell, alone

But right now being alone isn't what I fear the most

What I most fear, is forgetting the color of your eyes

Forgetting your sweet scent

Forgetting the sound of your voice

They can keep me here and I can die alone

But please try your best to not forget about me either

with love, (y/n)