The next week.

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It was a week later from when I next saw him. He hadn't turned up to school.. I was getting worried. Shitty child. Where are you?! I thought as I played on my bed. I hope he was okay. It was so cold, So I cuddled up under my blanket, thinking of him, Laying there next to me. That's never going to happen.. Sighing. Suddenly, A knock at the door. I got up to answer the door. Eyebrows.. I thought as I looked at Erwin.
"Hey midget." He smirked.
"What do you want Erwin?" I questioned. Why is he even coming around to my house? It's over.. He knows it. It's been over for a year, but still. He's hooked on me.
"It's time for me to shave my eyebrows! An You need to drive me!" He got down to my size and started to play with my hair. Right you little shit. I kicked him harshly in the stomach. He fell to the floor, not being able to move. I went to grab a shaver. This will be fun.. He closed his eyes and I made him eyebrow-less. 'There. You owe me money" I grunted before closing the door. I got changed into my jumper and sighed. I had to do my research on the kid. I slowly get up and look out my window. Aha! He's with some girl.. I grab a small blade. "Time to die slut." I put the blade in my back pocket and I opened my door. He's still there.. I kicked Erwin out the way and locked the door. Erwin cried in pain. I just ignored him and followed my future husband. They was checking out the markets as I stalked them.
"Hey Mikasa, I will be back in five minutes. I gotta pee." He said before leaving. His voice.. Is heavenly.. I examined his 'Slut' before taking her into a alleyway. She tried to scream but I wouldn't let her. Throwing her onto the floor, she started to cry. "Don't worry.. This won't hurt if you stay still.." I told her before sending the final cut across the neck. The bloody blade drops to the floor. What Have I done?.. I think to myself, knowing the young boy would return in a second. Putting up my jumper hood, I run home. Still there.. I kicked him before running inside. Running to the kitchen, blade down I try not to spill any blood. I'm sorry..

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