Turning Page || Levi Ackerman

16: Sun Rise

Heyy guys,
I'm back. This chapter takes place the next day after the next chapter. And the song for this one is Chasing Cars by Sleeping at last

After this chapter I'm sure to take a month long hiatus from publishing for sure, because I am very unhappy with the recent chapters and it takes me time to write well, and I really don't want to compromise on quality. I'll keep you guys updated on what's happening behind the scenes and when I'm planning to upload the next chapter through tumblr and wattpad. And to all the people on ao3 who would want to be updated please, drop down a comment, so I'll give you the updates below that comment.

I hope you guys like this chapter! Happy reading!

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OCT 846

Sunlight slithers through the gap in the curtains, intruding into the room. Falling straight on Mae's face, and prying her to leave aside her beloved sleep.

She squints her eyes open, and the first thing she notices is how everything is left searing hot, in the beam of light that filters through. Painting harsh shadows and bringing forth every detail and imperfection.

But the place she's in is immaculate. And this room is nothing like the meager, dull room she calls a home.

Everything is spotless white. The bed sheets, the curtains, the pillow covers and the blanket. The mirror doesn't have a single smudge mark and the familiar smell of freshly done laundry hangs around.

But her head hurts, her body aches and she feels heavy. And all she wants to do is fall back to sleep again and not give a shit about which room she is in and who it belongs to.

Groggily Mae turns her head towards the smell of laundry, and she finds a familiar clothing rack, with freshly cleaned clothes hung right next to the opposite wall... Her dress hangs on it as well.

And that's all it takes for her to spring up to action

She gets up and darts towards the mirror to see what she's wearing. And her eyes widen as she sees Levi's gray, V-neck and black trousers hanging on her frame. Fuck, everything here smells like him. Even she smells a little like him.

An irritated sigh escapes her mouth, as she clutches on to her head and she makes her way back to the bed and flops down again.

She's in Levi's room, and Levi's probably outside, on his desk as always.

And she wants to groan so loud in disappointment, but she can't because Levi might hear the sound and dart into the room. She wants to pee so bad, but she holds it all in, because opening the bathroom door, means more sound. And her stomach grumbles in hunger, but food? Levi was never one to keep snacks stacked in his cupboard.

Every part of her body seems to hurt even more now. But still she gets up and rests her back against the bedrest to find a way out.

The window is out of the box, because she isn't jumping 3 floors down. And Levi does step out for 10 minutes, and goes to the mess hall to grab his lunch. But how is she supposed to figure out the time without any clock?

And it's a Sunday, which means no training, no meetings, only stacks of paperwork for him.

So how the fuck is she supposed to go past him without him noticing?

She looks around, biting her nails in nervousness. Then her gaze lands on the side table next to the bed. And the glass of water and note kept on it.

Her face softens a little, at the note he's left by her side. He didn't change her clothes and that does give her some kind of reassurance.