Unthinkable *Attack On Titan fanfic*

Chapter 16: Jean

((Okay. The ending was better and I went to save it. Wattpad, however, logged out of my account, which meant 600 of my words were not saved and I don't remember them. So FUCK YOU Wattpad and fix your stupid problem because I'm starting to really hate you. So this chapter ended differently because I couldn't remember all the words. Whoopty-do and enjoy. //Sorry for my rant//))

It was dark... oddly dark... where am I? I can't move, but I can hear something... is that... is that my mom talking? Wait. Where's Eren? Why can't I open my eyes? Am I asleep? No... ugh... all I can remember is screaming... and my legs wouldn't move...

Suddenly, my eyes opened. But something was weird. I couldn't have been awake... or am I still asleep?

I was standing in a clearing alone, no one around me. The grass was long and wavy, swaying around my knees. My artist side took over and soon everything seemed to brighten slightly. Only then did I realize I couldn't be awake. It was bright but it wasn't even day, plus the sky was clear, meaning not only did I see starts, but I also saw plants and galaxies beyond.

Okay, okay. Tell me that I sound like a girl describing it, but that's what it looked like. Looking around, something must've been wrong as there were absolutely no sounds and everything was still.

Jean.

I blinked. Did someone call my name? I looked around but there was no one there. Just me. This obviously is a dream. Nothing can be this... calm... I thought to myself, still looking around for the source of the voice. I went to say something, but my mouth wouldn't move. So, deciding to just give up, I sat in the grass, watching it sway.

Dude, it's been almost a year. Aren't you ever going to wake up?

Waaaaaait. What?

Eren's here... though he's asleep. And Marco too. They've both been too depressed to even talk to us. It's Connie, by the way. Sasha's with me... uh... The voice suddenly got muffled. C'mon, Sasha. Say hi to Jean.

Why though, a more feminine voice replied. I mean... what's the point?

The realization hit me hard. Was I... in a coma? No way. I shouldn't have a thought process, and a year!? But... how!?

Sasha, just do it, a rougher voice grunted. It was obviously Reiner, though, something was off. Had he been crying? I doubt it. Reiner wouldn't cry. But Bertholdt would. And I was pretty sure I could hear him.

Fine, Sasha replied. Hi, Jean. I'm here with Connie, Reiner, Bertholdt, Marco and Eren. Like, your mom just left to go home. She's okay, though. No need to worry. Eren and Marco haven't left the hospital in the first three months you were here. They're sleeping beside your bed right now. Eren's okay... I mean, I think he might be mentally unstable right now... he almost tried to kill himself four times... but we're trying are best to keep him here. Apparently, they've been thinking on giving you a couple more weeks on life support before they... cut it off... and that was a large impact on Eren. He was yelling at the nurses and swearing. He wouldn't of stopped if it weren't for Reiner. But I think Marco took it worse... I mean... he almost...

Sasha was silent, and by what I could hear, was crying now. If I could see them, she'd probably be hiding her face in Connie's shoulder. But what they said about Eren hit me so hard. He tried to kill himself because I was apparently in a coma for almost a year... and Marco... oh crap...