dont touch me. eren x reader

past and the present

' If I stop running now I am so very very dead. ' a young Kelsey parthanopus thought to her self as she ran, brown hair waving crazily in the wind.
'Keep going. You can't stop.'
At the moment she was getting chased by a angry mother who held a beer bottle in this one hand and a lighter in the other. Tears streamed down her eyes as her burnt seven year old arms were scraped up by tree branches and her cut legs got pelted by the current pouring rain.
She pulled aside, hiding behind a transformer box,hoping that her mother would miss her.
Instead she was pulled out by a rough hand and dragged home, kicking and biting. She refused to be beaten with out being able to put up a decent fight.
'' now be a good girl and do as I say'' her mother whispered as she held Kelsey up by her hair. Kelsey heard the flick of the lighter and...
The now seventeen year old high school-er woke in a cold sweat.
" god I wish I could forget." She mumbled as she crawled out of bed. Her hair which used to be long came half way down her neck and has a bright red streak , her eyes where gold and chocolate brown and she had a perfectly sculpted face and body. Except for her scars that is.
She pulled off her white silk PJ top and her plaid red and black leggings, leaving her in a black and pink sports bra and some red panties. She grabbed a black tank top and red sash and some jeans and socks then went to get ready in the bathroom before school.
After getting ready and straightening her hair Kelsey went out to the living room of her dorm. She made a quick price of toast and then grabbed a black leather jacket, put on ankle high black boots and grabbed a motorcycle helmet. She walked or side to see a fellow class mate checking out her bike, a 2014 Harley Davidson soft tail classic. It was a royal purple with gold paisley flames on it and god was it her baby.
" hey horse face get away from my bike!!" She shouted, her piece of pbj toast hanging out of her mouth.
The guy,jean, stepped back in surprise.
"Is this your bike? Its gour- "
" i said get away from my bike you retarded horse faced moron!" Kelsey said again as she strapped on her helmet,still not removing her toast from her mouth.
Jean stepped back as she hoped on the bike with a stance he had never seen a girl to carry.
She walked around with this predatory lope that most men,including him, would find extremely attractive. She held her shoulders back and her head high. Kelsey hopped on the bike with cat like elegance and brushed her hand over the motor cover which upon closer inspection had a quote written in the flames. ' its not about how hard you can hit but how hard you can get hit and keep moving.' Jean shrugged and thought nothing of it. " look sorry I didn't know
It was yours it won't happen again." He said as he checked her out.
Kelsey nodded and finally took the toast out of her mouth.
" Don't ever go near my bike with out my permission again. Got it dimwit?" She poked him in the chest and drove off.

Time skip brought to you by horse face!!!

Kelsey pulled in to a parking spot of her high school and got off the bike like water. She threw her helmet in the pouch where her back pack was stored and headed to class,her sash bobbing to her elegant gait.
She walked in to physics and sat down. Every one looked at her. Her eyes swirled gold brown and her hair was a red brown. She had this pull to every one but with her past she thought she would never be able to love again.
" hey is this seat taken miss...?" A boy with brown hair and captivating teal eyes asked , poking Kelsey on the shoulder.
Kelsey turned around after swallowing the last price of her toast. " nope not at all bright eyes. Have a seat." She gestured beside her as she moved her books.
The boy sat down and looked at her. " hi names eren! Uh mm what's yours?"
Kelsey chuckled as she stared at the boy who held no lust or want in his eyes. Just kindness. Freedom. It was not normal since every one else stared at her with wanton filled gazes, vivid fantasies playing through their head. But this boy... This boy held none of that. And eren, what a familiar name. The same name her child hood friend had. Come to think of it they both had the same eyes.
" Kelsey. My names Kelsey bright eyes." Then she turned to the front. "Miss . Zoe taught this class and about half way through her fanatics Kelsey passed out on her desk.
In her dream she was seven. It was three days after the last one. She was sitting in her room crying as she heard a scream fill the living room. Her best friend had just been found with his mother off the edge of a bridge. Both where presumed dead. Kelsey was crying over the loss of her friend, salty tears burning her arms.
    her mother barged in and started to yell at her. "its your fault eren is dead! you have so much crap! little liar he died cause he didn't want to deal with all of your lieing shit!!!! " Kelsey ducked back in to a little ball and stopped crying. she wanted to but had no tears left.  "you shouldn't be alive you twit. so don go trying to make friends cause you are worthless! who would wanna be friends with a ugly bitch like you! " nodding Kelsey waited till her other left and then she sunk down to the floor. she reached under her bed to pull out a necklace. a long silver chain with a skull and bones, a wrench, and a music note. and on the back of all three charms were broken fragments of a quote. the same one on her bike. eren had always said it.

      Kelsey woke with a harsh start as she rubbed the faded necklace along hr neck. "hey? Kelsey? you OK?" eren asked with sympathy dripping from his voice. he went to touch her shoulder and Kelsey jumped up quickly. "um Kelsey??" "j-just please. don't touch me." she stuttered out as she took her seat again. "um OK." h said still worried.

    Mrs Zoe's class ended and Kelsey rose up. instead of having another class she had a visit with the school councilor. didn't Mrs. Petra say that they would have another person this time? not like she cared. she never actually talked to Mrs. Petra any way.

     she walked in to the clean white room to see Mrs. Petra sitting in a clean white chair. in stead of one black cushioned chair in the white room there was two. Kelsey took a seat in  one. she curled in to a ball in the fluffy black chair .they waited in silence for two minuet before the door opened to reveal a boy with sparkling blue green eyes.