Homeless ~Ereri

Chapter 2

I groaned and hunched over in pain as I was greeted my this mans fist. It hit me hard in the face and it hurt. But it didn't hurt as much as I compared it to the pain as the man kicked his knee right up into my balls. God, did that hurt. While holding my crotch and trying to catch a breath, I was pushed down, onto my knees. I couldn't move though, because next I was attacked with kicks. I tried rolling onto my side but the man held me up by my hair. I probably looked like a beaten up puppy. Next, I saw the mans boot heading directly for my face and, God is he fast. The impact of his kick felt like it sent me flying but he still held me by my hair and pulled me back. I felt blood trickle down my nose and I could taste it in the back of my throat.

I waited a few seconds before opening my eyes, he was glaring at me. I quickly looked at my surroundings and saw something white, my tooth, on the ground. That explains the strong taste of blood. I suddenly felt my face being turned back and I ended up face to face with him again.

"Give me the money." He hissed in my ear.

I did as told after seeing how this little man may be able to kill me. With shaky hands I reached into my pocket to pull out the money which I then dropped in the mans open hand.

"Arigato." He said just as I thought he was going to leave, but I realized I was wrong, when I stood up he pushed me back down and started kicking. God this guy is crazy, all I did was take a little money and he doesn't look poor...

Each blow he gave me with his foot hurt ten times more than the first. In defense I curled up into a ball to protect my ribs from being broken. As the kicking continued I decided to inflict a pain upon myself by biting down on my hand. It's something I used to do when I was bullied at school, the self-inflicted pain makes me feel stronger in situations like this. It wasn't until the pain slowed down that I realized he had stopped so I slowly stood up.

I looked up at the man who was now taking off his gloves which I'm guessing means he has finished with the 'dirty work'. I was about to speak when I realized the man, Levi, had a name tag on his white, button-up shirt. I also couldn't help but stare at the bare chest that was showing through the few unbuttoned buttons at the top. His body is.... He is.... Hot.

"Ahem." Levi dragged me from my thoughts. My eyes met his when I looked up, he still held the exact same emotionless expression from earlier but I looked away to avoid staring. "I said, what is your name?"

"I-I uh... I- E-Eren." I stuttered. Why I told him, I don't know but it means nothing anyway. I'm no-one.

"Well then, Eren. If you wanted money, you only had to ask."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Levi, who's face was still emotionless, took something out of his pocket and threw it towards me. I was quick to catch it but I didn't look. I gave Levi a quick questioning glance and looked at the paper I had caught. I gasped.

I was holding  $10 for about the first time in the four years I had been homeless.

"I-I don't want this." I lied and looked back at the weird man but he had already turned and was walking away. "Hey wait!"

"Keep it, I have no need for it." He said as he walked, facing away from me.

"Bu-"

"I'll see you around, Eren." And he left.

I stayed stood, shocked really. I was bruised and hurting. The hot man I had just stolen from, the hot man who beat me up and forced me to give the money back to, just gave me money. And more than I originally stole?

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I stood by the river under a bridge staring out into space mindlessly. It's late now and the sky is pitch black. It's weird but I can't help thinking of Levi. Although he almost killed me today, I wouldn't mind seeing him again. He said to me 'see you around'. Maybe he's seen me before and wants to see me again. Or maybe I just- no I am taking this too far. That guy will never have anything to do with me.

Despite my hunger, I haven't spent the money yet and I'm still clutching it in my hand. I think I lost my appetite after having my stomach kicked in.

All I can taste at the moment is blood still, I ache, I'm sore and my clothes have blood on them. I'm tried, I'm hungry, I'm cold. I just want my family back, even Mikasa. As much as I hate her, I still appreciate the fact she was out to 'look after' me.

I'm scared.