sunshine - jean kirschtein

8

"You don't wanna cause a scene, do you?''

You didn't answer.

"Y/N, open the door, please.''

While running away from the bedroom, you felt on the brink of having an anxiety attack. It seemed like Armin had set his mind to ruin your life if you didn't get back together with him.

Without thinking too much, you sprinted towards the bathroom and locked yourself in. Luckily, there was another bathroom for guests, so all the people were not gonna bother you there. Except for one.

"Please, can we not fight anymore? Baby?'' Armin said as he knocked on the door.

You couldn't stop crying. You were leaning against the tub, sitting on the floor, feeling hopeless. Why did he have to come back? Why couldn't he just stay in the past and leave you to be happy?

"Come on, let me in'' He knocked again.

"Leave me alone''

Suddenly, an almost inaudible vibrating sound came from inside the cabinet, taking you out of your thoughts. At first, you thought you might have imagined it, but then you heard it again, arosing a feeling of hope inside your mind.

You slowly opened the small door trying not to make any sound, and carefully removed creams and random things he kept there. When you reached the bottom, you gasped, confirming that what you felt was true.

"What are you doing in there?'' He asked. "Open the fucking door.''

You gently picked up your phone and turned silent mode on so Armin wouldn't hear what you were doing. When you unlocked it, you noticed the screen was flooded with notifications.

Instagram

@mikasaackerman

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IMessage

jean

hey, we should talk

You felt your heart starting to beat faster than usual.

"What the hell...I didn't post anything''

When you clicked on your profile and saw your own story, you took your hand to your mouth in pure disbelief and horror.

Armin was laying down on the bed, smiling at the camera. His arm was wrapped around your body while yours was laying on his chest, and your head buried into his neck. Most of your face couldn't be seen since it was covered with your own hair and your eyes were closed.

To top it off, it said "Love of my life @arminarlert💓''

"Come on out, please moonshine...''

"You are a fucking psycho'' you cried out.

"Huh?''

"You took a picture of us while I was asleep... You lied there with me and touched me...You made it seem like we were cuddling'' you added with a shaky voice. It was getting harder to breathe.

"Oh'' he chuckled. "You found your phone''.

"Why are you doing this to me?'' you sobbed.

He laughed again. You couldn't understand how all of this situation was somehow entertaining for him.

"Because you're mine and everyone should know that, even your little boyfriend. I didn't come all the way to this city to let someone else have you.''

"So you didn't come here to visit Eren?''

You couldn't see his face, but you knew he was grinning.

"Of course not, silly. I wanted you all for me again. Did you really think we met at the coffee shop by chance?''

"He came for me'' you whispered to yourself in horror, or maybe it was just your thoughts, it was hard to tell at this point. You began to feel dizzy, your heart was beating faster and faster and the music was making your head hurt again. When Armin began to knock on the door again, it felt as if your head was going to explode. You covered your ears and hid your face in your knees to try and calm down. Everything was just too much, and you were about to collapse.

"Regardless... Y/N, if you don't get out this very moment, I swear I'll kick down this door and–''

An unexpected loud tinkling noise came from the kitchen, getting his attention. It was followed by silence from the guests, the music being the only noise that could be heard.

"Did you guys break something?'' He yelled out, without getting a response back.

"Fuck. Stay here, Y/N. Be a good girl and open the door when I come back, yeah?''

The sound of his footsteps moving away from the door gave you some sort of peace, but you still felt like shit. The last anxiety attack you had was so long ago you had forgotten how bad it felt.

You decided to finally get out of the bathroom and find a place to try and relax a bit. As you slowly opened the door, you peeked to your right at the living room and saw some people cleaning the remains of broken glasses, while the others just kept dancing. To your left, there was a couple passionately making out on the kitchen island. The only possible room remaining was Armin's bedroom and you would've preferred to die rather than being there again.

"I wanna die''

So, you sat on the floor and let the tears stream down your face again. You hugged your knees and hid your face as you cried, even though everyone was so drunk they didn't even notice your presence there.

"I hate him. He ruined my life''

At this point, you were hungry for air. A stabbing pain on your chest prevented you from filling your lungs properly. The reminder that Armin would be back at any moment didn't help either, on the contrary, it made your anxiety even worse. This time, he would not let you off the hook.

You were still crying when you felt a hand placing on your shoulder, making you flinch.

"Oh sorry, didn't mean to scare you'' he said. "I was looking everywhere for you.''

if you guys get the open the door reference ur real ones