𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 (𝘯𝘰𝘵) 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 / 𝘦. 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳

𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

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𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭
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tw : mentions of past self-harm ,, drugs ,, smoking and overdose

your pov

june 30th

after hard months of studying, exams were finally over. but that wasn't what you were thinking; it was finally time to know what they were hiding from you. you were sitting on your bed, the dark red scarf resting on your thighs, while you played with it gently. your friends were all around you, some of them sitting on the bed, while others rested their bodies on some chairs.

"so it's time you know! i'm sorry we kept it from you for so long..." armin started, scratching the back of his neck.

"it's fine! not that i would have been able to do something, earlier" you said, smiling at him.

you watched as he looked at everyone, before he took a deep breath;

"let me explain what happened that day..."

"as you already know, eren was the one who answered the doctor's questions!"

you nodded your head at his words;

"but once the nurse came out of your room, she said that the chance of you living was really low..." armin continued.

"that was the first time we saw your dad crying!" sasha added, munching some doritos.

you chuckled lightly;

"go on" you said, looking at armin.

"mr ackerman is the reason eren left" he said.

your eyes widened and your mouth dropped;

"what?"

"he was pretty harsh on eren. he said he forbids him from talking and hanging out with you. he said he wanted you to start all over again, without eren in your life..."

"armin... if you're joking about it-"

"i'm not! i'm completely honest, y/n!" he interrupted you, raising his hands in defense.

"he also said that if eren wasn't in your life, you wouldn't have been like this, nor have went through all these" mikasa added, her eyes locked on the floor.

you didn't know what to say. you were unable to form a single sentence. unable to even let a single word out.

"he left because of what my dad said...?" you choked out, after some time.

"i'm sorry... please, don't hate your dad for that" armin said, placing a hand on your shoulder.

you got up from the bed, and walked past them. you opened the door and went down the stairs. you reached the living room, where your parents were working;