Homeless ~Ereri

Chapter 6

//This chapter is quite confusing because I didn't know how to write it but it's basically flashbacks of Eren's life flashing before him but Ima try get it to make sense eventually\\

--Eren POV--

It's cold. Not freezing, but cold.

Where am I?

Did I die? I'm not breathing, I must be dead.

Nothing. It's all dark. Everything's black.

Wait, what's that? A light? A light...

No. Not a light. My bedroom... I'm standing in my old bedroom... I'm home, but something's not right. I spun around. The bed, the closet, the table, the bookshelf, the door, the windows, the...boy? This isn't my room. It's so familiar but I don't recognize a thing. Nothing here is mine.

"Eren?"

That voice. I haven't heard her in a while. I looked up at the door with wide eyes.

'Mother...' I tried to speak but no sound came out. What is happening to me?

I kept my eyes focused on my mother as she walked up to the sleeping boy in the bed. My bed... It was then that I noticed, she's crying. Her eyes are red and puffy, she's tired. What could have possibly made her cry? She's the strongest woman I knew...

"Eren...." She repeated, not to me but to the boy.

'Mom? Mom! I'm right here!' I tried screaming, still no sound. 'Look at me!' Just look at me, it's all I want. 'Mum......' I want to cry but I hold no emotion. I want to walk up to her and hug her but I can't move.

I watched as my mother sat on the end of the bed, gently shaking the boys sleeping form to wake him. He turned around and I saw his face. My face? It's me... Now I remember, vaguely, but I remember.

"Eren."

"Mommy? What is it?" The boy-or I- said.

"It's... Its..." She broke down in tears.

"Where's the baby gone?" Mini-me pointed to my mothers stomach.

"Sh-she's an angel... She's in heaven."

Those last three words repeated themselves and the room started spinning around me. Not just spinning though, there was memory after memory, even ones that I don't remember.

The blackness again.

There's a voice...

"Eren, Mikasa is here to protect you."

"No! I don't need her!"

"Ere-"

"I'll prove it that I don't need protecting anymore!"

An image-no, a flashback showed up of mini-me yet again but this time I'm slightly older and running. Behind me, it's her. Mikasa stood by my mother looking all young and innocent, before she turned into a bitch.