Titans Rule, a Levi Ackerman x Fem OC story.

(22) Resolution.

~Amelia~

When we returned to the cottage, I pretended to be sick in the bathroom. Hange helped me to bed and stormed off to find the culprit of my illness. I suggested that some of the breakfast food we ate could have been off. So Hange was scavenging through the cupboards, trying to determine what it was and not questioning the fact that they weren't sick themselves.

I laid in bed, bored out of my mind. If it had been any other day, I would have taken advantage of my fake illness and napped the day away. But as I slept well last night, I was wide awake.

Scanning the room for something to occupy myself with, my eyes landed on a bookshelf in the corner. I got up from my bed and sauntered over there, perusing the selection of books. I found some anatomy books that were right up my alley, as well as a romance novel - two contrasting genres, but the two that happened to be my favourites.

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An hour or two passed before Hange came to check on me. I actively listened to them while reading and didn't let myself get too enthralled in my book. When I heard their footsteps approaching the stairs, I slid the books under my pillow and acted like I'd been sleeping the entire time.

Adding a yawn for effect, I greeted them. "Hi, Hange."

Hange had a sympathetic look on their face that made me feel a little guilty. "Hi, Amelia. Sorry for waking you. Are you feeling any better?" They approached me, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.

"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better now. I probably threw up what was making me feel sick when we came in." I was pretty proud of my acting. When I was 'throwing up,' I made sure that they could hear me from outside the door by adding some sound effects to make it more realistic. I'd perfected it from my days as a child not wanting to go to school—not that my mum had ever believed me.

"That's good to hear. I think I found what had been causing it. Mouldy bread. I must have been lucky and not gotten any slices with it on," they explained.

"Yeah, that must've been it," I agreed with them, surprised that my lie turned out to be half true and that the mouldy bread was now in the compost.

"When everyone else gets here, everything will be restocked, so this shouldn't happen again," they said, sliding off the bed and getting to their feet. "I'm going to let you rest some more. I'll be working downstairs if you need anything."

"Thanks, Hange. I will," I readjusted myself on the bed as if I was getting ready to go back to sleep.

Hange was heading to the door when I stopped them with a question. "Wait, can I just ask when everyone else will arrive?"

"Sometime this evening, I believe."

This evening, I would see Levi again, and I was determined to make him talk to me again. I'd missed him over the past couple of days, and we hadn't spoken. I was just getting used to our little routine, and he'd gone and shut me out. I reminded myself that this was just a little setback in our friendship and that we'd get back to where we were before soon.

With a newfound determination, I grabbed my book and continued where I'd left off. But my mind started to drift off into scenarios about how our conversation would go. My brain wasn't engaging with the words in front of me, and I felt my eyes start to shut.

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I was startled awake by loud voices and doors slamming downstairs. They must have arrived. I sprung out of bed and headed straight for the mirror to fix my appearance. It was a good thing I did. My hair was sticking out in various places, and my clothes were crinkled. After taming my hair and clothes, I went downstairs to greet everyone.