7 Minutes In Heaven (AOT MESSY LOVE)

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Stuck in my thoughts, I forgot what I was coming home to; there, on our 3-piece black leather couch, sat Hitch. She was sitting crisscross in the t-shirt I let her borrow 6 years ago.

I've known her for so long, it was hard to picture us anything other than best friends; I looked at Hitch like a sister. She was family. I don't know how we're going to come back from this but I hope to some higher power that I wouldn't lose her. She has been the one to keep me sane for so long; out of all the chaos in my life, she has been the one constant.

It was then that I noticed how red and puffy her eyes were; even now, they remained glossy. "Hey." A glint of hope flashed through her bright yet dull irises. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, struggling to get any words out. While she figured out how to respond, I took my shoes off and walked to the couch where she sat.

"I didn't think you'd come home." Hitch was such a presence, everyone knew when she'd arrive at a party. Her aura demanded attention in the best way; so, to see her like this, quiet and insecure, it was truly frightening.

Being honest with myself, I didn't know how to deal with this situation. I was usually the one needing to be consoled and Hitch would spring to my rescue; the roles were reversed and I wasn't sure how much I liked being on the other side of things. The pressure was overwhelming. What do I say? "Oh." I'm terrible at this.

What would Hitch do if  I was the one breaking down? I scooted closer and threw any thought out the window along with my arms while I wrapped them around her shoulders. With a broken sob, Hitch burst with emotion.

"I'm so sorry, Shiloh! I never should have said anything. I-I ruined everything- I'm so, so sorry! I'm so st-"

"Shhh." I palmed her messy hair while I rocked her back and fourth. Her body shook with violent whimpers. A few minutes had passed and Hitch was finally settling down. "It's okay, Hitch... you didn't do anything wrong..." she sniffled before pulling away from my embrace and looking at me.

"Shiloh, I hurt you. I made you run away.." I shook my head, my heart aches knowing I left her drawing so many negative conclusions; she's probably been worried sick.

"No... I mean, you did say some unwarranted things but you confessing what you did, that wasn't wrong, Hitch. You can't help who you fall for." Her eyes fell to her lap, her palms sat face up.

"Did I ruin our friendship? I don't want to lose you, Shy." With another sniffle, she choked out the words- "but I understand if we can't be friends anymore; I wouldn't want to make you feel uncomfortable." Her hands formed into fists as she waited for my response. I wish she didn't think so little of me. The fact that there's even a thought in her mind that I would throw away a childhood friendship because of developed feelings towards me? I shook my head once more.

"No, Hitch. You're my best friend, you always will be." With that, I grabbed her hand, giving it a light squeeze of reassurance. There was a long moment of silence. It gave us time to get our thoughts in order and figure how we move on from here.

"I love you, Shiloh. I'm sorry, but it's the truth." I nodded in understanding but a pinch to my heart made me flinch slightly.

I couldn't say much. I couldn't say I loved her back; well, not in the way she wanted. "It'll pass." After that, Hit h and I sat in silence for what felt like hours; we just stared at the ceiling holding hands and jumping to conclusions.

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Hitch was in her room, she's been there for a few hours. It was now getting close to 8 'O clock; my heart raced thinking about how it was almost time to get Levi.

Was I ready for this? I had just had a deep and emotionally charged conversation not even 3 hours prior; was I really ready to emotionally exhausted myself further? I thought about how good I felt after I conquered my fear and told Levi exactly how I felt. I remembered the rush I had while doing so, I wanted that feeling again.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I was content with the woman looking back at me; she was scared and apprehensive but she looked fierce and brave. I trusted her to take care of things and herself.

I wore a cream turtle neck sweater that fit me very loosely, it was tucked into my leather pants that hugged my legs perfectly. My doc Martins added a good 3 inches to my height and I loved how commanding they made me look. I finished off my look with a messy bun and a few accessories, with my black purse tucked underneath my arm. After spraying a few spritz of my favorite apple perfume, I was ready to go. Looking at the dainty leather watch around my wrist, it read 7:22pm.

Opening the door, I was startled to see Eren on the other side, ready to knock. "Eren. What are you doing here?" Realizing how weird he looked with his fist in the air, he quickly put it down, tucking both hands into the pockets of his black skinny jeans.

"Uh, I just wanted- I... I wanted to apologize. And ask if we could talk?" Looking at my watch again, I figured I had a good 20 minutes to spare. The bookstore was only 10 minutes away.

"I have twenty minutes." Erens blue eyes widened as he nodded his head.

"That works." I opened the door wider for him to enter. Before I could lead him to the couch, I quickly and quietly jogged to Hitches room to see what she was doing; to my relief, she was fast asleep.

"Take a seat." I mumbled as I ushered Eren to the couch. "What's up?" Eren took a second before he spoke, his eyes looking directly into mine.

"I'm sorry for running you out of your house a while ago... and for not checking in with you anytime after that." He pinched the bridge of his nose as his exhaled deeply. "Seeing Mikasa's photo and figuring out that you were the one she left me for... it was all a lot to process." I closed my eyes as the painful reminder of the moment I realized who Eren truly was. Once I understood that he was Mikasa's "ex" as she put it but was truly her lover, I was shook to my core.

"No, I- I should've told you the moment I knew who you were... I'm sorry, Eren. I-" taking a deep breath, I continued. "I was scared. You intimidate me to no end and telling you that I was the other woman felt like a death sentence. I should've sucked it up though, I'm sorry." Eren nodded, the corner of his mouth lifting.

"I gotta say, I'm a little surprised. You never struck me as Bi." I chuckled and shrugged.

"There's a lot you don't know about me..." a twinkle of mischief shone in Erens eye.

"Maybe we can change that." He whispered; again, the room was back to being charged but instead it was with arousal. My body stiffened as Eren inched closer to me, his gaze on my lips.

My eyes closed as I felt Erens warm breath fan my face; the minty smell excited me. I could feel my underwear dampen as I felt his hand slide up my thigh to grip my waist. I wanted to speak up, I wanted to tell him I had to go but the opportunity was just too tempting. His body called to me like a siren.

I could feel his other hand tangled in my hair just as his lips crashed into mine. A deep and whiny whimper escaped Erens lips, the sound made my eyes roll to the back of my head. Just then, he pulled my body on his lap, making me straddle his waist. His hands gripped my ass as I grinded onto him. "Fuck, Shy." My lips traveled down his neck and I latched on leaving marks all along the area. Erens hand slithered up my sweater, palming my mound- I knew what was going to happen; every fiber in my body was ready and wanting more.

The built up passion I had towards Eren was all coming out in this moment and I knew no self control would stop me from the unholy things I was about to do.

The filthy things I'd let him do to me.

The dirtiest of things he's doing to me.