𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 | 𝘆. 𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝘅 𝗮. 𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗮

EPILOGUE

Epilogue

She's not the girl I want to live my life with. I want my girl to depend on me. I want to feel that she needs me in everything.

We're on college when I first saw her. Many boys attempt to court her but failed. She'll just shut them down by leaving them without a word. She's not even interested, how can I even went closer to her?

The fuck?

What the hell am I saying? I shooked my head as I watched her back.

Months after I noticed her, that's when I knew that they were friends with Sasha. Sasha Braus. Sasha's friend with everyone. And I never thought she could be friends with that woman.

"Might warn you first, Eren, but she's not interested in boys," she said when we met at one of a party.

"I know. I've seen it a lot of times," I chuckled.

But at the end, she still introduce me to her. But she didn't even hide the fact that she's not interested! Oh girl, this will take long but surely.

It was very hard! Like I did everything but she always looked away like she didn't care at all!

"Fuck! I didn't thought she was this hard to please," I whispered.

We're currently at a bar. Sasha's throwing a party. And me, being the most problematic guy in town, I did accept her invitation.

I was stunned when I saw her. She's wearing a red dress that fitted her beautiful body. She looks so beautiful. I quickly looked around and saw that almost guys were drooling over her.

I shooked my head. I want her to be mine but I don't want to be aggressive.

I watched her from the couch. She was talking with Jean, that fucking horseface. How came they know each other? And she seem so happy. Damn, I want to punch someone in the face right now.

But still, I stayed there in the couch. She was drinking some heavy drink. I don't even know her alcohol tolerance so I decided to just sit here and guard her move.

After some couple of minutes, she stood up. My eyes followed her and she went to the dancefloor. I sighed. I can't watched her from here. There's so many people right now and I might die before finding her here.

I quickly stood up when I decided to follow her. When I reached the dance floor, women tried to dance with me but I just continued walking. I looked around hoping to see her.

And there! I saw her dancing with a man. She was swaying her hips. One hand in the air while the other one was on the asshole's shoulder. Both of the guy's hands were on her waist.

I was mad. Like, she can dance with me and I won't complain. Why would she danced with someone she didn't knew. I walked towards them and when I finally get close to them, I want to grab her arm and take her away in her but I heard their conversation.

"I missed you. I missed us." I heard the guy said.

I clinched my fist.

"Yeah? I don't feel the same way," Mikasa answered and chuckled.

I suddenly want to laugh. The guy was about to say something but I quickly grabbed her arm. As much as I want to know her answer to his statements, I don't want the feeling it gave me knowing that he's holding her.

Days went by and I can't contain the happiness that I'm feeling when she started to notice me.

"Graduation's coming, what's your plan?" She asked me.

I want to answer that I want to have a relationship with her but I stopped myself. Like what I said, I don't want to look aggressive towards her. I don't want to scare her in any way.

"I don't know. I'll just go with the flow," I replied.

Silence followed. Today's sunday. We attended a mass early in the morning and after that, I decided to bring her here. In a cliff. Below us was the sea. We're sitting on the back compartment of my car.

"If I said, I like you, would you believe me?" She asked. I turned to look at her with my lips parted.

"No, right? Even me, I won't believe it. But I guess, things change. I'm starting to like you. Or guess I really like you now."

She said those words casually! Those words means so much to me and can't stop my heart throb in so much joy.

I confess. I said how much I like her and I think my feelings started to grow more since she confessed.

I courted her. And she answered me. We kept it as a secret since that's what she wants. But I couldn't. I told Sasha, and Sasha told the news to everyone. They congratulated me.

Everything went smoothly. I don't want this to end. Armin was always by her side. And I'm fine with that. Armin's like a brother to her. Mikasa thought that Armin's the only one who knew about us. Well, I'm sorry. I was just too happy.

As you know, a man who can be dumb as me, thought about this crazy prank. It was getting smoothly. Not until she went to the crowd and saw her again, with that ex boyfriend of hers.

I was mad that may nervousness about this stupid prank vanished. I grabbed her and we went inside the room we paid off. She went to Armin while I sat down beside Historia. Just like what I planned.

My anger consumed me. It would be more like a truth and the word, prank, was no longer existing.

I saw how it pained her. But I was mad. I knew she sustained herself from crying when Sasha announced it. But she acted like it wasn't hurting her. She even went near us and congratulated us.

When she left, I saw her smile. And that smile scared me.

"You're a jerk, Eren. I thought this is a proposal plan? Why did you let her leave?" Historia said when the room went silent.

I was staring at nowhere.

And

I lost her.

She vanished.

I did everything I can just to find her.

And I did.

I let her rest for years. It was hard for me. I occupied the room near her. I watched her move from afar. I tried my best not to show up to her.

It was a long painful ride.

We parted ways.

We suffered.

We learn.

We accept.

We forgive.

And right now, here we are standing in front of Him, staring at each other as we solemnly vowed to love each other for the rest of our lives.

"You can't run away from me again," I whispered to her.

She chuckled. "I think I'm tired enough to run, yeah?"

"I won't let you. You'll stay her beside me," I said.

We chose the path we take. And we chose the path that could make us both stronger. Together or not. Publicly or secretly. As long as love's involve, we can bear things and accept.

Our pain was healed but the scars remained. That once in our life, we parted ways because of our immaturity. We accept the truth and then let ourselves heal, separately.

And in the end, we still choose to love each other. We still choose to spend our lives together.