Trauma Bond

Chapter Seven: A Start To A New Life

A few weeks had passed since the concert. You haven't seen Eren since then, but you both texted back and forth every day. You got to know each other better and you'd be lying if you said that his flirtatious advances towards you didn't pull at your heartstrings. 

During these weeks, you received a phone call from one of the jobs that you had applied to, requesting an interview. You attended the interview and excelled with it, they hired you on the spot, not even following through with a second interview. Your start date was scheduled at the beginning of the next month, allowing you time to attend orientation and the onboarding process for the company.

You had just got home from your last day of orientation, giving you a couple of weeks before your first day of work. You set your purse down on the counter and kicked your heels off, ready to get dressed in comfortable attire. You picked up your shoes and made your way through the living room to get to your room, but Sasha stopped you before you could enter your room.

"Hey, how was work?" She asked, still dressed in her own work attire. She had apparently gotten home from work shortly before you did, which was nice, since you both shared similar schedules. 

"It was good, I'm confident that this is the perfect opportunity for me." You smiled with a slightly exhausted smirk on your face. 

"That's amazing, (Y/N)! We should celebrate! There's a bar around the corner from here, get ready and we'll leave in an hour." She was excited at her sudden outburst for celebration. There was no way you could turn her down for a night out, it was Friday after all, and neither of you had plans tomorrow.

"Okay, sounds great, Sash. I'll be ready!" You answered, as you spun around and entered your room and closed the door. 

Luckily your hair was already styled and you had some light makeup on, due to your business attire, so you didn't have to do much to get ready for the night. You meticulously put your heels back in their spot in your closet and rummaged through it to find something to wear for tonight.

You settled on wearing high waisted black leggings with a black crop top that had the words 'Princess' across your chest in white, italic letters and a slit showing your cleavage with fishnet material obscuring the view of your chest.

You covered your shoulders with a plain black pullover so that you wouldn't get too cold. You put on some black combat boots to complete the look. 

You went to the bathroom and brushed through your hair, smoothing out your straight (H/C) hair that you had straightened just this morning. You touched up your makeup even though it still looked flawless from this morning, adding a clear gloss over your lips and another coat of mascara on your lashes. 

You left your room to wait on the couch for Sasha, having gotten ready ahead of schedule. You scrolled through your phone for a few minutes, when Sasha emerged from her room. 

"I finished getting ready early, so we can leave earlier if you're up for it." She spoke, as you locked your phone to give her your attention.

"Sounds good, I'm ready too." You got up from the couch, heading to the kitchen to get your purse. Sasha grabbed hers, then you both went to her car and got in. 

She parked her car outside the bar in the crowded parking lot, wrapping her arm around yours and leading you into the building. The inside, like the parking lot, was packed with people. There was some room to maneuver around without bumping into people, but not a whole lot.

You became nervous as you inched closer to the bar, noticing that Eren was working behind it. You stopped several feet away, looking at Sasha. She realized what was making you nervous and laughed at you, getting closer to your ear so that you could hear her over the loud music and drunken people. "Go say hi, I'm sure that will wipe that sour look off his face."