Weeks have passed since the incident with Marco and Reiner.
Word got around the group about what had happened and everyone's been wary of Marco. I mean, he did throw Reiner into a glass table. The freckled male was unaware of this, though, making me wonder if perhaps he was actually innocent enough. That, of course, wasn't true. At all.
You could tell Jean had been on edge lately, seeing as he didn't try to make any rude remarks or say anything, for that matter. It was so out of character for him, it was almost funny. Plus, exams didn't make anything any better. His silence was eating me alive, and also was pissing me off.
We were just finishing up our first day of exams and I was having trouble concentrating. My mind kept wandering off and so did my eyes. Jean, who was sitting a few seats away from me, had that thinking expression on his face, making him look weird. He has two types of faces. The hot faces and the totally unattractive faces, on which he was making now.
I didn't even notice that I had finished my exam. When I did however, I left and stood outside by Jean's truck, waiting for him to finish up. I hadn't even noticed Mikasa until she tapped on my shoulder.
I looked at her with pure caution, not sure if she was here because I was leaning on Jean's truck alone or because she had something to say otherwise." Hi...?"
Mikasa was frowning as she watched me, studying my expression and making me slightly uncomfortable." Why are you out here alone?"
"Because I can...?" Her frown tightened and she crossed her arms." Anyway," I began," I'm just waiting for horseface to finish his exam."
The ravenette nodded as she looked around. Finally, she decided to lean on the vehicle with me." Have you seen Marco today?"
I blinked. Why would she need to know about where Marco was? Did it matter?" No. Why?"
"I just... it's nothing." She was playing with the scarf I gave her when we were nine, meaning something was obviously bugging her. I could do this two ways. Quickly ask her what was wrong or watch her play with her scarf until Jean appears or until she leave. Obviously, I did the best one.
"What's up with you? You sound nervous and you're playing with that scarf. And don't tell me nothing's wrong because something obviously is."
She shook her head." Nothing's wrong, Eren. It's just... have you ever thought of telling the group about your relationship with Jean? I mean, it's been almost a month, right?"
I nodded slowly. But thank god Jean decided to come out now. He walked over to us with a guarded expression and started at Mikasa and I. He sighed and looked down at the two of us." Ready to go, Eren?"
"Uh... yeah," I piped up. Waving goodbye to my adopted sister, I climbed into the passenger seat of the truck and watched as she strode away, covering the bottom half of her face with her scarf. As we rode towards Jean's house, something Mikasa had said crossed my mind.
"Do you think we could tell the group about our relationship?"
He stopped at a red light and looked at me. His expression was unreadable, which it had been for the longest time. He turned his attention back to the rode and nodded." Yeah, sure. Why not?"
"So. What's wrong with you lately? You've been on edge lately and yeah."
His mouth curled into a scowl." Just the exams and the... uh... thing with Marco."
"So are you going to tell me why Marco did that to Reiner or-"
"Eren, I've told you before. I have no clue why he threw Reiner into the table, nor do I tend to worry about it. That passed weeks ago and I rather not think about it now, especially with exams and college crap the I have to deal with," he snarled. His icy tone made me wince a little.
"Dude. What's up with you? I mean, what's going on with you and Marco that made him throw Reiner into a table? I just don't understand, like, at all," I growled back.
He bit his lip hard and shook his head." I doesn't fucking matter and you don't need to understand." The words that came tumbling out from his lips made me feel as if I dug way too deep, which I probably had done. But I couldn't drop the subject now. Definitely not now.
"Why don't I need to understand!? I'm your boyfriend and I want to help you if you feel like crap! And if you can't trust me, then why are you bothering with our relationship!?" I didn't mean to yell, or even to say that. It all just slipped out from my lips.
"Well I don't know why I'm bothering-"
That's all I could hear before everything went dark. And then, I could see again. My vision was blurry and everything was spinning. I gazed around and the realization hit me. We got into a crash. My mind was hazy as I looked at my hands. They were covered in blood and some glass from the windshield had gotten embedded in them. I choked back a cry as I looked over to where Jean was. He was covered in blood and was so pale.
".... J-Jean..." I managed to croak out. He was unresponsive, which made my head spin faster than it already was doing." Jean...?"
I almost cried tears of joy when his eyes opened slightly." ... Eren.... fuck..." He coughed loudly, his lip dripping with blood.
"Jean..." I swear and moved my hand over to his own. We intertwined our fingers and I let out a shaky breath." Wha..."
He let out another violent cough." ... don't know..." Another cough." Crap... my legs... can't feel them..."
I shook my head to the best of my abilities." No... shit... we're going to be fine... right...?"
"Eren..." he had a another violent coughing fit before he spoke again." ... I love you... sorry..."
And with that, I backed out.
____________I opened my eyes and attempted to look around. All I could see was white. Instantly, I knew I was in the hospital. Then it all came rushing back to me. The argument, the crash... Jean. I sat up way too fast for my comfort and looked around." Jean?"
He wasn't there. No one was. My heart beat picked up." Jean? Fuck.... JEAN!!!"
((Sorry for such the short chapter. I had major writers' block and so it took me forever. Don't worry, the next chapter won't be short ^-^ Vote, comment or follow. Doesn't matter to me))
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