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Chapter 7

I do not own Attack on Titan or any of the characters mentioned.

(Levi P.O.V.)
At lunch that day everyone, excluding Eren, sat in our usual places. Everyone except myself made idle chat. My mind was still on the subject of Eren's past, he was sort of like me in a way. Though, I really don't think he was the one to kill the guy who killed his parents. I did.

The memory made me feel a little sick to the stomach so I excused myself from the table. I hurried down the hall and into the bathroom where I threw up into the toilet. I haven't done this in a while, so it was hard on me.

"Who's in here?" A voice called out.

I tried to be as silent as I could but with the way my stomach was turning and the bile that was coming out of my mouth, it was very hard.

"Come on who is in here?"

"Go away!" I answered then threw up again.

"Levi?"

Oh god it was Eren, just my fucking luck. I just can't get away from this guy for more than a few seconds can I?

"Levi, I'm coming in."

I didn't do anything, nothing at all. I was frozen in my place. No, No, No I can't let him see me like this. I tried to move but that didn't go over so well. I leaned over the disgusting toilet and threw up again.

The stall door opened and Eren sat next to me rubbing my back. Why was he comforting me? How did he know I was in here? So many questions rang through my head.

After a few minutes I had finally emptied out my stomach and sat back against the stalls wall, Eren sat across from me with a curious look.

"How did you know I was in here?"

He tilted his head to the side. "I saw you walking fast in the hall holding your stomach so I thought I'd come check on you."

He's kind. That rang through my head as I closed my eyes.

"Why were you all of a sudden so sick like that?" He asked me. I looked him in the eyes hoping to give him a glare but I think appeared to be more of a grimace because he smiled encouragingly.

"Homesick." I simply stated. It wasn't that much of a lie. I was thinking of France after all.

"Homesick doesn't actually mean you throw up." Damn this brat.

"Eren I'm okay."

His expression turned from concerned to dark in an instant. This wasn't an expression I had ever seen on him.

"No you are not, I see it in your eyes that there is something wrong so why don't you just tell me."

"Eren I can't."

"Why?"

I banged my head on the wall with a frustrated growl. "Because you won't be able to look at me the same ever again!"

We sat in silence and let my statement hang in the air. I shouted. I never shouted. I did not have to look at him to know that he got closer to me.

Eren took my face and turned it towards him. I didn't want to look him in the eyes. When I do that I feel uncomfortable.

"Tell me."

"I can't."

All of the memories flashed through my head. My father. My Mother. And the bastard that killed them. It all made a reoccurrence in my head. I didn't want to go back to that time. Ever.

Eren still held my face in his hands, inspecting me.

He let out a sigh and smiled. "Are you still going to come to the skate park with us today?"

I glanced at him. "I don't think that's a good idea, I should go home now."

He nodded and helped me to my feet.

"Do you want me to come with you?"
Eren asked and put his arm around my shoulder to balance me.

"Do whatever you want, brat."

We went to the office to inform them that we would be leaving and made our way out of the school. I had to tell him were to go in my disoriented state.

It wasn't a long walk but Eren still insisted on walking me. He is kind.