Eren POV:
I can't get that thing from today out of my head, her words repeat over and over in my head 'Because I'm not a damsel in distress...' it's strange. I don't understand why I can't get that out of my head. I get up and walk in the bathroom. I take my jacket off and pull my tank top off, along with the rest of my clothes and get in the shower. The hot water hitting my back felt so nice. After I get out of the shower I brush my teeth, dry my hair, pull my hair back and go to bed.
Eren's dream
"MOMMM NOO PLEASE NO MOM" Eren yells. He watches as his mom get shot. "Be happy Eren, live a good life. Find love. I LOVE YO-" her voice trails off as she gets shot in the head. "Mom, I SWEAR! I SWEAR I WILL DRIVE EVERY LAST ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE TO THEIR DEATH." I can feel my body get cold, her eyes blank, glossy, with out any light or love. That's not my mom. She can't be dead. Please.
"MOM!" I jolt out of my sleep, feeling rushed with heavy breathing and tears running down my face. Not again, her death taunts me more than anything. I remember it every night it replays like a song stuck in your head. At first it was nice to have dreams about her, it made me feel like she was with me, but every good song comes to an end and starts to annoy. Now it taunts me in my sleep, in my wake, every bit of my life. I miss her. I should have died instead, it shouldn't have been her. It should have been me. The part that hurts the most is knowing that I should have been the one, deep down. It was all my fault. I could have done more. If it weren't for the police man Mr. Hannes I would have died. I check my phone for the time and see it is 5:30. I should start getting ready while I still have time. I change into a black tank top, with some black jeans and my Grey Nike jacket, along with some vans high tops. I go to the bar in my my door way and start doing pull-ups. Then that girl keeps coming to mind. Why did she sit next to me? Why, even knowing I did not want to talk to her, did she try? Why did she give me company? Why is she trying to be my friend? Ha, but once she figures out she is not going to want to be friends with me. No one will. I don't want friends anyways. In a different life, I would have friends. I used to have a lot of friends, they came easy. Until one little boy called me a murderer, and got his mom against me. She was a friend of my mom. Even then, so many people who loved her came after me in their grief. I did too. Now I have scars and a reason not to make friends. Then, again, she keeps coming to my mind. It made me happy, kinda. I know she will never stay and no one ever will, but it was nice to see someone actually care about me for once. Even if it was just a genuine thought. I stop doing pull-ups and go to the bathroom to get dressed. I pull out some black jeans, that I forgot I had then a black tank top that was right out of the dryer and my usual grey Nike jacket. I tie up my white Vans high tops, put in my earbuds, played my music. Then walked to school in peace, well almost. That girl sees me walk out my door and starts walking with me. Oh well.
Mikasa POV:
I woke up late. School starts at 6:30 and I woke up and 5:40. I run into the bathroom and brush my teeth and hair, along with getting dressed. I put on a random oversized white T-shirt and some random ripped jeans. I leave my hair down and leave. When I walk out I see Eren walking, so I speed up just a bit. I walk with him in pure quietness. "Hey Eren," I start talking without meaning to "why don't you want to talk to me? Do you just find me annoying, or is there something else?" I ask. He gives me a strange look, I can't quiet tell it has hidden grief. "Nevermind Eren, you don't have to answer that. It's fine." I say. Whatever happened must have been really bad. I look at him and smile a small grin.
*Mini time skip*
When we get to school we both start walking up the steps in unison. Then out of nowhere a football hits him right in the face. "EREN! ARE YOU OKAY?!" I yell, he had a bloody nose and that ball was thrown hard. Jean walks over and smiles and laughs, "You good Jeager, got your little girlfriend to protect you?" he starts laughing at his own joke "Dang Mikasa why are you even with this looser? I'm better!" jean says "Well, I'm not his girlfriend. I am his friend though so I will protect him, or any person for that matter. And believe me, you are not better. You suck." I look back at Eren and grab a pack of tissues and hand them to him. He dose not take them so I pull them out of the package and shove them in his nose. He honestly looked surprised. "Leave that there until it stops the bleeding." I demand. Jean gets up and mumbles something while walking away. I help Eren get up and his attitude seems to completely change. "Come on Eren, lets go to the nurses office." he seems almost in a daze, and for once he isn't completely refusing help or ignoring me. I open the door for him and explained what happened, to the nurse. "Well," she starts "this might sound kinda weird but the best thing we can do for it is put some tampons up your nose, and wait for your nose to stop bleeding." she talks like she's almost questioning it. I hold back some laughs and the image of him walking around with tampons in his nose is hilarious. Then Eren says the perfect thing "What the heck is a tampon?" I bust out laughing. This will now live rent free in my head. The nurse looked at me, "Well, you see a tampon is a roll of coton-" Eren cuts her off "Oh so something made for nose bleeds?" he says while grabbing more tissues. "No actually, it is made for female reproductive cycles, but is very absorbent which makes it good in other situations." Eren's face gets so red. He looks down at the floor and just goes "Oh." I'm actually dying. This is so funny I can't. She gets two out and has him take the tissue. She puts them in just like a normal tampon and lets him stay in there until his nose bleed stops. "Hey Mikasa, I hope it isn't too much to ask but could you stay with me so I don't have to explain this to people?" Eren says, wow he actually talked to me, but what people -_-? "Sure, but in return you have to...actually have a conversation with me at lunch, and -" he cuts me off "There is a and? I didn't think it would be too much to ask you, but it's fine you can just go back." he looks kinda hurt or disappointed. He is so hard to figure out. "You know what, it's ok. I just wanna get to know you better and be your friend!" I say to him. I sit down across from him and he dosen't ignore me this time. I wonder what changed.
Eren's POV:
I found it strange when she helped me. It surprised me. Not many people ever helped me let alone forced help on me in a good way. I will say I am kinda embarrassed, I was so stupid of course it had to be something weird. I look at Mikasa and she smiles. Maybe I should try, to make a friend. "So, what's your family like?" I ask. Pretty normal question I guess. She dosen't respond so I look up and I can see the tears well up in her eyes. "What's wrong? I'm sorry, I knew I shouldn't have talked to you, I only ruin things." I say. I feel really bad, ha right as I thought i might have a chance to maybe make a friend. I watch as she trys not to break down. Without thinking I hug her. She looks at me. 'Her eyes are so pretty, they remind me of a cat. They are like orbs' I snap out of my thoughts realizing the thought i just thought. "Um, well if i told you, you would just pity me." she says. For some reason now I'm interested in her. I thought she was just a shallow person who tried to make friends to use later. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. It's ok." and for once I smile at her.
A/n thank you so much for reading my story I really hope you like it and again sorry for the kinda short chapter. I know this is long compared to some fanfic but I want to give this a good amount of time before I start school and get busy with exams and stuff. Anyways, who knows what will happen next...he smiled at her...so crazyyyy...lol im joking yall will get more than that the next chapter. anyways byeee for nowww
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Not your damsel- Eremika
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