𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐍 || eren jaeger

27

a week into winter break had taught you all of two things...

you had absolutely nothing to do apart from frequently checking your phone, for god knows what. (but he actually does know what...)

and this "ignoring eren until he decided to apologize for something he doesn't even know that you know that he did" plan of yours was quickly turning into a means of torture not only for you, but your best friends.

truth be told, you wanted to text him so badly. you were aching to just crawl back to him, say screw your pride and beg him for an explanation and hope that kimora was right when she said that the undeniable evidence that made it seem like he cheated was nothing more than a bad video taken with bad timing.

you felt shitty, and didn't hesitate to make everyone else in the house painfully aware...

but it wasn't actually like you had nothing to do at all.. you chose to sit in bed all day, left hand glued to your phone and right hand stuck in a bag of whatever your favorite chips were for the month—which seemed to now change with the seasons—as you sat through endless movie marathons.

it's been days since you left your room for anything other than to get food or drinks, and you were thankful that you had your own bathroom, otherwise you'd have gone days without a shower. even the multiple times your friends came in to drag you out of your own misery, you didn't budge even a little.

kimora and ashanti were beginning to get worried, the latter being more annoyed with your behavior than worried as the days went by, as you continued to wallow in your own self pity. it reminded her of an all too familiar time, your actions mimicking habits
she didn't want you to fall back to.

you craned your neck when you hear the door swing open, angry steps trudging past your bed and towards your window blinds to yank them open, showing the dull brightness of the early sunset, and you practically hiss as you throw the covers over your eyes to block the unwanted brightness.

"what the fuck, shanti?" you grumbled, voice raspy from the lack of use in the last 10 hours, give or take a couple.

"get your lazy ass up right now, and i'm not asking again. we're going out." ashanti announces, taking quick steps to yank your warm comforter over your head and off your body.

your body literally recoils as if you'd just been doused in ice cold water, and you whip your head up, glaring at her in utter disbelief.

"..i already told you i don't wanna go anywhere.." you rasp, curling your body up into a ball.

you hear ashanti scoff bitterly and approach you, wrapping her arms around your waist and lifting your body from the bed, "well that was before i stopped giving a hell what you said. you been locked in here for a week, we're going out," she fired back, swinging you slightly as you yelled and dangled in her tight hold. damn this bitch is strong.

"shanti put me down!" you whined, yet you threw your arms around her waist in fear of her actually dropping you before you got a stable footing.

"okay, i'll put you down," she relents, then shoves you into your bathroom and you stumble to try to regain balance, clutching onto the marble sink.

"but you need a bath, a pick me up, and some new dick, asap. i'm sick of you wallowing in your own self pity over some white boy you met not even half a year ago. it's about time i show you the same tough love i showed you before, because i'll be damned if i let you fall back into the same funk again."