Welcome to Our Life

Chapter 8

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

(Levi P.O.V.)
I still felt horrible. After my show at school I came down with a cold. This sucks.

I had given Eren my phone number before he left a few days ago, so he's been checking up on me. Which is cool, IF THE BRAT WOULDN'T CALL EVERY FIVE MINUTES!

Seriously he wouldn't stop. I appreciate the help but fucking Jesus, he doesn't have to worry so much. It's like he never stops worrying. Maybe it's because of his past? Yeah, probably.

My phone rang making me groan. I wasn't going to answer it.

Ring!

Nope.

Riiinng!

Not going to do it.

Riiiiiiiiinnnnnng!

Oh for fucks sake!

"WHAT!" I screamed into my phone.

"Well someone is in a good mood." Eren stated sarcastically, all the while laughing at my outburst.

"I would be in a better mood if you'd quit calling every five minutes."

Eren's laughter became louder from the other end. Was that a snort?

"Calm down, brat."

If anything that didn't help all all. Seriously, the kid sounded like he couldn't breathe and was dying. What was so funny anyways?

"Sorry, Levi, I was just worried and thought I'd call you but you seem to be in a pretty bad mood."

"Wouldn't you be in a bad mood if you were sick?"

"I don't get sick."

"And I don't believe you." I taunted.

He chuckled, his breathy voice sounded through the phone like wind. It was kind of weird.

Eren's tone turned from playful to serious in an instant. I've noticed that his mood changes a lot. My opinion is that he is bipolar, but who am I to judge?

"Seriously though, are you feeling any better?"

I leaned back on my white sofa. "Yeah, I should be able to come to school tomorrow in the least."

"Alright, I gotta let you go; Mikasa seems kind of pissed."

He was right there was some heavy screaming in the background.

"Did you do something?" I asked.

"I might have put a whoopie-cushion in her chair."

I made a noise of amusement, which I was soon embarrassed about. I had to hurry and get off of here.

"Bye Eren."

"See ya, NO MIKASA NOT THE WOODEN SPOON-"

The line went dead after he said that. I had to control myself. In all of my years of living I had never once had entertainment such as that in my life. These people were fucking mental. They were going to break me.

Oh fuck, they were going to break me and shred me into a million pieces. Yep, that's what's going to happen.

My time has come. Repose en paix, Levi Rivaille.

(A/N: repose en paix, translates to rest in peace, Levi Rivaille.)

I know it's weird that I don't want to fully open up to them, since I know that I can trust them. I want to open up. I really do, but I am afraid of what they will think. Which is why I won't let them in. Nope, never going to happen.

Then again, they might over look what I say and continue being my friend. Never mind that is very unlikely and too risky.

God dammit.

It's the fact that they actually have me considering it that I know I will soon have to let them in. Why and how do these people, especially Eren, make me feel so different from my former self.

Eren even had me making that embarrassing amused noise earlier, which is something the old me would have never done.

Fuck me.

Fuck my life.

Fuck how I'm changing.