7 Minutes In Heaven (AOT MESSY LOVE)

4

Waking up in the morning with my mind reeling was not a good way to start. I hated the feelings of disgust and shame circling my belly. There are strong women in the world who couldn't give two shits about what others thought of them, I was not one of those women. I did care how others view me and I feel like up until last night, I was viewed as a respected young lady; what am I now? Just another notch on Jaegers belt? What if gossip gets back to the professors? What if it reaches my parents? They're all the way in California, so I doubt it but what if?

I took pride in being pure; don't get me wrong, being promiscuous isn't looked down upon and a woman's sexuality is not something that should be shamed but for me, personally, I...

No

I knew where this ingrained mindset was coming from and it wasn't from my personal morals...

Dark thoughts swirled through my brain but I forbid myself to get locked back in my past again. It's behind me for a reason, no point in thinking back now.

"Good morning, you nasty little minx." Hitch said in the raspy voice she usually had in the morning. Her hair was tussled and a little bit of last nights lipstick was smeared across her cheek; no doubt in her pillow, as well.

My heart ached a little with her comment but I reminded myself: There's no shame in what I did last night. I know full well, Hitch would agree. If I could count on that girl for anything, it'd be her lack of judgement and I loved that. She was a grade A hype man and she took pride in helping me be the best version of myself. "What's up, Buttercup?" She asked. She stood from her bed wearing an oversized shirt and made her way to mine. Once on my bed, she laid down behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist. "Is it about last night? Did something happen?" I could feel her body tense as she waited for my response.

Hitch knew about my past. She knew my triggers and she took account of my fears; one of hers is me getting hurt and her not being there. I've assured her that there's no possible way she could protect me from everything but that didn't stop her from trying.

I sighed and responded- "Yes and no." Her body relaxed and held me tighter. Her warmth put me at ease like it usually did. "I gave in and-"

"I know, but what's wrong with that, Shy? You did typical college shit. You're not the first girl to do stuff with a guy; especially that guy being Eren Jaeger." I buried my face into my pillow with another deep sigh.

"I know.." my mind wanted desperately to go back to reminding myself what my built in morals were and why they were put there; and who put them in place. "I just don't want everyone knowing my business, is all." Hitch relaxed further into my bed and took her time before responding.

"That's valid, Shiloh. You've always been a private person.." her fingers found my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze of reassurance. "I'm sorry if someone broke your boundaries, that's on them, but I know you and I know you're beating yourself up for something someone else did." Hitch sat up, her back to mine. "There's no shame in what you did, Shiloh, and if anyone has anything to say to you about it then they're an idiot." Standing from her spot on the bed, she continued. "You're not the first person to indulge in their physical needs and you sure as hell won't be the last." With that, she gracefully walked to our kitchen and made herself a bowl of cereal. Her favorite one from the dollar store down the street.

Hitch is right, she always is; as much as my mind wanted me to be weighed down by last nights actions, my heart knew better.

I rose from my bed doing my morning stretch; a small smile gracing my face. "Thanks, Hitch."

"Shut up." I laughed and hopped out of bed. My body also adorning an oversized shirt; Hitches most likely came from a past rendezvous where as mine was a bit more memorable. "You still have their shirt?" My eyes widened, looking down at the worn fabric. It's washed out color told the story of how old it truly was.

"I-" just as I was about to choke out an excuse, a knock was heard at our door. "I'll get it!" I squeaked out. My anxiety rolled off me as I ran to the door, prepared to thank whoever it was for interrupting a could've-been uncomfortable conversation. "Who is- what are you doing here?" I asked.

His eyes seemed bluer today and they held the same look of regret I faintly saw last night.

"I just came to apologize.." Eren mumbled. His eyes were trained on mine before giving in and sweeping down my body. It was then that I realized how little clothing I was wearing. Eren cleared his throat before continuing, his eyes shooting back to mine. A faint blush appeared on the tops of his cheeks, knowing full well he'd been caught checking me out. "You didn't want your picture taken- I should've backed you up."

From behind his back, Eren brought out a bouquet of flowers. The thought was sweet but I was really allergic to flowers; I could already feel my nose twitching.

"She's allergic to flowers, dickhead!" Hitch yelled out from behind me. Erens eyes widened as he snatched the flowers back to himself and tossed them aside.

"Hey, what the fuck, asshole?!" My next door neighbor, Armin shouted. By this point, Erens entire face was a comedic shade of pink, his eyes were frenzied.

"Shit, sorry dude!" I giggled as I watched the scene play out in front of me.

"Don't be sorry, be right, douchebag." Armin grumbled, picking the daisies out of his golden mop of hair. With that, he slammed his door shut, the force of it sending a few more daisies flying back at Eren.

I could've added to his humiliation and slammed the door in his face but I didn't feel like it was necessary. "Buy me a cup of coffee and I'll think about forgiving you, Jaeger." Erens eyes were set on the floor but shot up, surprised.

"Serious- I- Yeah, sure." He buried his hands into the pockets of his blue jeans; they hugged his muscular legs perfectly. Hey! He checked me out, I think I have the right to do the same. "Now?" He asked. I looked down at my attire and back to Eren, giggling once more.

"How about you give me an hour or so, I'll meet you at Peet's by then." I said shyly. Eren looked like he wanted to say something else but settled for a subtle nod.

"Yeah, sounds good." We said our goodbyes and I happily skipped to the kitchen where Hitch sat still enjoying her Captain Munch cereal; she loved anything off brand.

"I'm going out!" I could tell Hitch had something in her mind but ended up just nodding, her eyes never meeting mine.

"Have fun." I wanted to ask what was up but I needed to get ready. Though this isn't a date, I still wanted to look good.

I jogged to our closet next to the front of our apartment and swung open its doors. Clothes were thrown about and only like, three articles of clothing were on actual hangers. "Oh, boy." I whispered to myself.