Eremika Stories

Lies

LIES
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She's lying.

He can tell by the way her breathing becomes a bit uneven and her eyes no longer meet his. It's fine, she's saying, but he knows it isn't. He's feeling a little bit of everything, anger and jealousy, love and care. Is she lying only to him? Who knows the truth and why would she trust them with it instead of him?

"Mikasa,"

"It's fine," she says again. "I'm fine," and then she's out the door.

He wants to follow her and question her, but he holds himself. It doesn't help with his anguish, though. She's been lying to him for days and it's painful.

It's the same kind of pain he gets when he strains a muscle. It doesn't bother him until he moves but then it goes away and tricks him into thinking it's nothing until it comes back and leaves him wincing and trying to soothe the annoying ache away with everything he can think of.

He feels betrayed and mad and lonely.

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"Hey, Mikasa."

She looks at him and he almost forgets about everything.

Almost.

"Why did you stay behind?"

"What?"

"Our last mission outside the walls. You stayed behind."

She keeps looking ahead.

It's pissing him off.

"I hurt my wrist and they thought it would be best for me to stay."

"And you agreed?"

"Yes."

"Just like that?"

"Yes."

He wants to scream at her.

"How did you hurt your wrist?"

"Writing."

"You hurt your wrist writing?"

She nods.

"Mikasa-"

"I stayed up all night writing reports, Eren."

He shakes his head, feels himself biting the inside of his cheek. That strained muscle, that pain, everything is going to his head, punching pretty holes on his skull, fucking hell, she's such a horrible liar and she knows and he just wants to grab her by the shoulders and shake her until she spills everything out.

He wants to say something.

Anything.

But he walks away from her.