𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 m.ackerman

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 13

this chapter is written from mikasas pov.

remember that girl who gave mikasa a lap dance 2 chapters ago😝😝
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"Are you not gonna tell us what happened?" Armin asked you from the front seat.

"Maybe." You teased.

"Orrr maybe not."

"I'm guessing it's not a good thing huh?" Eren spoke out.

Annie and Sasha were passed out in the back seat with you, with Sashas head leaning on your shoulder as you looked out into the sky.

"How long till we get back?" Annie mumbled.

"We're literally here babe." Armin replied.

You always wondered how Annie and Armin came to be, they were complete opposites. Annie was this bad girl in high school who barley cared about her grades while Armin was a nerdy guy wearing glasses.

But somehow they still fit together.

"Hello Mikasa? Are you alive?" Eren shook your arm.

"You feel asleep, can you walk?" Eren asked.

"I'm so tired." You said with your eyes closed.

"Guessing that's a no, do you want me to carry you?"

"Yeah yeah whatever." You said.

It always was like this with you and Eren, he didn't like drinking as much as you did he was more of a smoker. He always used to carry you home from the car at times like this.

"What time is it?" You mumbled as he put you down.

"1:30am."

"Oh fuck my head." You grimaced in pain.

"Get some sleep, you'll feel better." He said.

"So you don't wanna know what happened between me and her?"
Eren knew who you were talking about infact he even saw you both talking.

"Nah, just tell when me when your ready and I'll listen." He said walking away.
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You felt a hand hit your face multiple times are you groaned in pain.

"Wake up or i slap you again." The voice said.

"Excuse me?" You fully opened your eyes now.

Oh it's Sasha.

"Get up it's 1pm." She said, putting on her shirt.

"Yeah so it's Sunday, the fuck am I supposed to do on Sundays?" You got up and stretched your legs.

You headed over to your small bathroom and stared at yourself in the mirror, you saw your defined muscles on your lower body.

You grew to love your body no matter what people said. In high school you realised you was different from the others as soon as puberty started to kick in.