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"what the hell am i going to do with her now?"
"just keep her here or something," a man laughs.
there were two deep voices in the background, my eyes were definitely open, it was just dark. i can tell i was on a bed. i just simply can't move my body.
i direct my focus to the source of the light, an open door, but all i see are two tall silhouettes. one man was smoking, while another was leaning against the door frame, with his hands in his pockets. i don't know who it is.
my head just hurts. i got blacked out last night.
why do i always end up in these kinds of situations?
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the lights were turned on, and it hurt my eyes.
"wake up, pretty lady."
"i said wake up," a man with a deep voice says humorously. he tugs on my shirt, and i immediately react. im terrified, i have no idea what's going on.
i should not have trusted him.
i should not have relied on eren.
"dont really think my brother's the type to be trusted," jokes the man who tugged me, "you really are just like one of them!" he booms, did i just say that out loud?
"who are you?!" i yell at the blonde man hovering above me on the bed, "please!"
someone, somebody save me.
the blonde man places his cigar on the bedside table and steps away from me, brushing his suit a little and smiling.
"zeke," he adds, beaming at me as he adjusts his glasses a little.
i don't even know what to say.
im sick to my stomach and zeke is staring at me. i have no one to turn to, i don't have my phone, and i don't have any money.
zeke notices my distress
"poor you," zeke says as he begins messing with my hair; my face scrunches up in disgust, and i turn away. my hands were trying their hardest to escape. where is eren?
whats he gonna do for me though?
please, someone save me. i don't care who it is.
i felt his lips brush up against my neck, and tears streamed down my cheeks; no words came out of my mouth. why me?
when i hear footsteps approaching the room we were in, zeke pushes away from me, adjusting his suit and glasses once again.
eren walks into the room, fiercely glaring at zeke, then at me; was it obvious that i was uncomfortable and upset? yes
"what the fuck did you do?" eren asks zeke, his jaw gritted. he has a strange expression in his eyes that i can't understand, the same look he gave me last night, the one that gave me chills.
i really want to get out of here.
zeke pats eren on the shoulder and laughs a little, "im just teasing calm down-"
eren pushes zeke as he gets up to him, eren jabs his finger at zeke's chest, "don't tell me to calm down, you really piss me off, you know?"
"you can't say that while you're defending the woman who's related to that dirty fucking bastard," zeke spat as he looked me dead in the eyes.
what?
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2AM
i was untied finally
eren untied me but chose not to say anything because he was sitting on the same bed as me. he was just quiet.
there were people downstairs having conversations, and because the home is so huge, their voices echoed. i recognized historia's voice and the other woman she was with, as well as a few other voices that im not very aware of. im just wondering if i could leave because i have an apartment to clean up after and a job to do. i gulp nervously, the room was quiet and dim, and the only thing i could hear was me and eren's synchronized breathing and the people downstairs.
"eren"
he looks up and looks at me. its as if he has things to say to me but doesn't want to say them. its not like he has any obligation to tell me, but i am a victim here.
"what? if you're going to ask me some stupid shit, then no," eren says, getting up and pacing about the room for a bit. "a little too much has happened since then, i don't think i can let you off the hook."
i glance into his green eyes; does he appear angry, upset, or sad? i couldn't tell. his expressions and face were unreadable.
im also concerned about my overall safety; what does he mean he can't let me off the hook?
"so you're just going to keep me captive here?" i ask, clearly worried and scared, "huh?!" i stand up and approach eren, who is still pacing around the room, worried. "you can't keep me here! thats against the law!" when i point my finger at him, he reacts angrily, pushing me back down on the bed and hovering above me.
"you're concerned about being kept here with food, clothing, a place to sleep, and other necessities, yet having a shootout was just a little scenario for you?"
"just fucking listen to me, or you'll end up dead," he says as he leans in to confront me.
his gaze softens as he realized how aggressive he was getting, "look, i don't want to have to do this to you," eren says, turning away from me, "but my brother is on to you. and a few others" his voice quiets down, "please, just stay and listen, i promise i won't let you get hurt," he says again, but this time he was looking me dead in the eyes.
my eyes widen slightly in confusion, fear, and curiosity as i ask, "what why? what about my apartment?" i ask, raising my voice a little, "my clothes? my bills?!" i stand up and shove him away from me
i have no idea what's going on and don't know what i did to make myself a target of some kind.
"dont worry about that shit any longer. ive got everything handled, including your phone and your apartment, simply pay attention to what I say" eren tells me that as i sank back down on the bed, fully defeated, tears were rolling down my face.
"can you just tell me something so i have an idea of whats happening? i dont care, just something please!" i cry
eren sighs and anxiously bites his lips; he couldn't even look me in the eyes.
his glance returns to me, "do you ever wonder why your brother and father moved away without you?" eren says.
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a/n
im really bad with grammar and i do type in lowercase :p
also for the story : it will all make sense, please bare with me
