𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙁𝙞𝙫𝙚 | The Championship

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"Maybe you're right, maybe this is all that I can be
But what if it's you, and it wasn't me?"

"Maybe you're right, maybe this is all that I can be But what if it's you, and it wasn't me?"

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Annie

Ryan parks down the road from Y/N's house. I told him I'd steal his jacket back for a ride but in reality, I just need a ride so I could see her again.

He walks me to the house and helps me over his shoulder and onto the garage. "Her room is that window... make sure she's not inside before going in."

I nod and look inside. Seems like she isn't there so I open the window and climb inside. I search in her closet looking for his ripped leather jacket. He needs a new one.

It isn't in here... it could be in the garage. Fuck I have to check downstairs. I walk into the hallway but almost scream when someone pulls me into the bathroom. It's Y/N.

"The fuck are you doing here?" She snaps, why is she so angry? Probably because I'm trespassing... "I'm- looking for... you."

"What do you want from me!" She whispers but it was loud enough to sound like a shout. The shower is running, I guess she was just about to shower. "I'm leaving school like you asked... isn't that enough?"

She left? Like... not coming back? Ever? Again?? She noticed my silence and sighed. She opens the door and pulls me out, and drags me into her room. She looks below and saw Ryan's car, she shook her head and pushed me out the window. "Tell Ryan to do his own dirty work."

"I hate you. You tell him." was all I could say. I leave without a glance and run into Ryan's car. "Did you get it?" ...nope... not even close.

"Sorry... I was distracted." I can't help but feel defeated in two ways. I didn't get his jacket and Y/N left school.. but I wanted this for so long why isn't it a win? Ryan notices my frustration but doesn't push. He never does which is why I like him as much as Hitch. I need to leave her alone and forget about her.

She's gone.
and she's never coming back.

Y/N

I look in the living room and see the destruction from last night. I can't believe they had the nerve to sneak in. The garage was worse and our flag is missing. Fucking saints.

I sit in the dining room and sigh. Marco being sweet cleaned everything up. I'm still trying to figure out why Ryan would send Annie here.

"Is this Pieck?" Eren ask, I look at his phone and see us making out in his car. Honestly... you can't tell who we are but if you knew us then yeah... it's obvious.

I don't say anything. "Floch recorded it. Didn't he?"

"It was Annie," I said grabbing his attention. Mikasa stopped cooking dinner for a moment to stare at me. "What?! Why didn't you kick her ass off that bike?!"

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