Let's Meet Again, For the First Time (Eren x OC)

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A/n: extra long a happy chapter bc I love you guys (enjoy it while it lasts)

"Spencer get up!!", Bec shoved me again, "10 more minuets", I chose to ignore her. "You're getting married today, GET UP!!!", I groaned deeply. "We're already behind", I noticed Sasha pacing the room.

"Guys it's like 6 am, we have plenty of time", I yawned, "Time? TIME!? I don't think you understand", Bec grew angry. "We still have to pick up the cake, flowers, a shit ton of booze and you need to get ready!!", Sasha exclaimed, both of them hovering over me.

"Alright, how bout you guys do all that shit while I get the beauty rest I need and you can wake me up when I need to get ready, good? Great", I pulled the blankets over myself again.

Bec laughed, "Not a chance, don't you know? The bride is always the most stressed on her wedding day. So tell me Spencer, why am I more stressed than you?! YOU'RE THE ONE GETTING MARRIED!!", her eyes were wide. My attention averted to my phone when I heard it vibrate.

Eren: we're getting married today
Spencer: we are
Eren: is bec losing her shit
Spencer: oh yeah
Eren: armin is on a sick one
Spencer: screw it lets elope
Eren: should we
Spencer: i think we should
Eren: i agree

Bec snatched my phone from my hands, "What are you doing?! I'm talking to you!", "Seriously? Give me my damn phone back", I stared at her flatly. "No talking to the groom", her tone was smug.

My eyes narrowed, "Who cares if I text him? IT'S TEXTING!!", she raised one of her brows, "We have shit to do let's go", she completely ignored me. "Give me my phone Bec", I left the bed, chasing after her.

"Put some clothes on we have to go get the cake", I started to get angry, "Give me my fucking phone", I shoved her arm, hoping to get her attention. "Did you just push me?!", she turned to face me, anger in both our eyes burning like a wildfire.

"Give me my phone Rebecca", my voice was deep and stern, "No".

"Are you serious? You're acting like a child!!", I looked her up and down, "A CHILD?!?! YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL!!! DO YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH I'M DOING FOR YOU TODAY!!!???", "Hey guys let's just-", Sasha tried to cool the waters but it was too late.

"Yeah well I never asked you to!!!", both of us were enraged for no reason. Maybe it was the nerves or the stress, whatever it was, we we're about to snap. "Are you kidding me?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?!?", there it was, she was snapping.

Both of us were dealing with a lot, our dad, the wedding, it was all too much too soon. We hadn't had time to process everything. And I was dying, but she didn't know that part.

We were overwhelmed and when we get overwhelmed, we get angry. Compliments to our dad for that one...

This was nothing new for us, we'd lose our shit and take it out on each other. Throw a few punches and get over it. We were sisters after all. We just got our emotions out differently than most people.

"YOU UNGRATEFUL CUNT!!!!", she shouted at the top of her lungs, "FUCK YOU!!", I threw my fist into her stomach, completely blinded by the rage. "That's it!!", she rushed to me, throwing her fist into my face.

"Guys stop, come on!!", Sasha tried to break us up but it was no use.

We shouted at each other as we threw punch after punch, getting all the rage, frustration, and sadness out of our systems. Blood on both our faces and hands as we fought for no apparent reason.

"STOP IT DAMMIT!!!", Sasha screamed as she threw a book at Bec, "Hey!", she snapped. "YOU!!", Sasha pointed at Bec, her eyes narrowed and angry. "Your sister is getting married and you're beating her up!!! Chill your shit, sit the fuck down and stop!!".