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tw : mentions of overdose
march 30th a little while after your pov
eren's pov
he was sitting in his room, scrolling through social media. his mind was always running back to you and your condition. he didn't know what day it was, or how many days have been since then.
the only thing he knew was that the image of you, lying unconscious on a hospital bed with an i.v glued to your arm, haunted his dreams (whenever he was able to sleep).
"i forbid you from talking and hanging out with my daughter. once she wakes up, i want her to start over again, without you in her life"
"i knew you were strict, but i didn't know you were that much, mr ackerman" he said, throwing his head back.
"you're more important than my stupid birthday! they come every year but you..."
'here comes my first birthday without you...'
'i want to hear your voice, again...'
he bit his lip, not wanting to give into the tears. there was a gently knock at his door, but he could hear his friends' voices from outside.
"come in"
the door opened, revealing everyone of his friends. but not you.
"what were all those boxes and suitcases, downstairs?" sasha asked, once she entered the room.
"i'm moving out"
"oh really? to where?" she asked, smiling brightly.
"marley"
"MARLEY?!?!" they all asked, eyes wide.
he simply nodded his head, waiting for the shock to wash over them.
"wow... and all of that to stay away from her?" jean asked.
"since that's what i was told to do, yes! and marley is seven hours away, so there won't be a problem"
"she was looking for you today... " armin said, making eren's eyes widen.
"she's awake? is she okay? does she have any problem? any discomfort? anything at all? when is she gonna go back to her home? what did they do to her?" he asked, fast.
