Broken Souls (AOT/SNK fanfic)

Chapter Nine

[A/N: thanks for the reads guys. I love you so much my readers! The drawing above is my original  artwork. hope you all like it]

At the Ackerman's.

It was four in the afternoon and I am back here at my father's RestoBar. I am sitting here at the back room, drinking Jack Daniel's and staring at the cupcakes (y/n) give to me earlier. The truth is, I was the first who met, well basically, saw (y/n) here at Ackerman's. I am the one who pointed her to Erwin, one year ago.

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It was the first time I actually entered the Ackerman's after my father gave it to me three months ago. He decided to focus on our business in France before he resign and pass everything to his successor.

I came here to supervise the crews specially Erwin. I took the front door like a regular costumer to test how my crew treat the costumers. Fortunately, I love how they all work, specially Farlan and Isabel.

I look at Erwin at the counter, flaring the drink mixer up in the air. All the diners and drinkers applaud when he pour the liquid from the mixer down to the pile of shot glass and fire them up, making a small firework show.

I room my eye's around and saw a female costumer, sitting in the most end of the bar, all by her self. By the looks of her table, she had drink a lot, but still looking surprisingly beautiful.

"Hey Erwin." I call him out after he gave a martini to a costumer in front of him at the counter.

"yeah?" he ask.

"Does she go here a lot?" I said, pointing at the sobber girl at the corner.

"I dunno. Not sure." he said, clearly not interested.

Farlan came in and give Erwin the order list he took from a costumer.

"Boss, she's been here quite a long time now, she's one of the regular costumers here. Your father used to talk to her before." Farlan said.

Is that so? She's cute. No. She's beautiful.

Thats why I decided to go to the restobar more often, to look for her, and watch as she drown her self with J.D. every Saturdays or sometimes twice a week. sometimes she just eat her dinner here then left after an hour.

After half a month, Erwin suddenly shows interest towards (y/n), She even phone called and ask my father about her. But he just tell Erwin (y/n) is a fragile girl.

And exactly one year after I saw her on the corner of the Ackerman's, Erwin make a move to talk to her, making sure he'll get her that night.

I cant do anything, because I couldn't make her happy, that's for sure.

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I drink up the fifth glass of my Jack when a loud thud bangs the back door located at the kitchen.

"Short Fucker! Open this door! I know your in there!" it was Erwin, shouting outside the back door while banging it.

My ear hurt and it instantly get my nerves. He called me short?! Fuck you Erwin.

I stand up roughly from my seat making the stool drop on the tiled floor. I took the box of cupcakes (y/n) gave me and hid it on the fridge. I grab my pocket knife from my black jacket and slide it on my back. I walk toward the door, still being banged by Erwin.

"What the fuck do you want?" I said as I open the door.

Erwin instantly aim a punch towards my face as I open the door, I dodge so now I was at his back. He lose his balance and bounce his foot to regain it but I kicked him on his back before he could stand straight, sending him on the floor, face first. He immediately sprung up, I ready my self for his blow but to my surprise, he grab the mop lying on the floor and sway it towards me.

"Fuck you, dwarf!" He screams as he sways the filthy mop towards my face. With shock, I blocked it with my left shoulder and arm together with my left hand. The disgusting dirty water from the wet mop splashed on my face cloths and arm, and that makes me burn in anger.

I hate filth!! I fucking hate DIRT!!

"Damn you fucking eyebrows!!" I growl as I run fast and tackle him, sending him on the floor earning a huge bang from his head and the floor. I lock him down with my legs and start to punch his face, one after another.

He block some of my punch with his hands and arms but more are hitting his nose, cheeks and jaw. We both grunt, he in pain and me in anger.

I grew tired after a lot of powerful blows making sure his face bleed. He take that chance and make his knees hit my back sending me deep pain. I rolled on my side and he stand up giving me a kick on my stomach, it make me roll and hit the two other stools and they fall on me. He was about to kick me again but I grab one of the wooden stool and hit his right leg with it, sending him crying in pain on the floor while he hold his knee and leg. I grab my pocket knife at my back after I stand up and look down at the balled Erwin on the floor.

"Tch! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM??!!" I shouted. He give me a deep, angry glare before he spit blood on my floor. Tch!

"WHY DID YOU TELL (Y/N) MY PAST WITH PETRA?!!" He growl, trying to stand up but cannot because of his pained leg. "THAT'S NOT YOU'RE FUCKING BUSINESS!!" he continued.

I remove my shirt and wipe the dirt in my face and arm and hand caused by the filthy mop and throw it on the garbage can. I grab one stool and sit on it while I look at Erwin who was now sitting on the floor while his back leans on the cabinets under the kitchen counter.

"Listen carefully, you ass wipe. First of all, (y/n) have an incredible gift to sense people. She asked me whats between you and Petra after she told me how she saw both of you holding the hands of each other and how you fucking flirt in front of her. Second, its your fucking fault. NOT MINE. So don't you ever blame me for being such a dick head. Got that, fucker?"

His eyes soften and look down after hearing my statement. He grab the edge of the fridge and make himself stand up. He skips towards me and stretch his hand in my face.

"I'm sorry, bro." he said, looking down to my Smokey silver eyes.

"clean this or your fired." I said, grabbing his hand for a shake, then we fist bump.

We both laugh after. This is not the first time we fight like this, and this is not the worst also. He nearly kill me after the fix marriage news many years ago, but we made up after a month or so.

I help him sit down on my stool and dialled Hanji for medical help and extra shirt. Yep, She is the gang's medic.

We sit on both side of the table while we wait for shitty glasses. I grab another glass for Erwin and pour it also with J.D. on ice. We drink up silently, but Erwin broke it after five minutes.

"I'm sorry, I know you don't like Petra and its not your choice to marry her. I also know you like (y/n) first, but I am going to beg to you this time." He said, eyeing me with his serious face.

I return his seriousness with an equal manner, looking straight to his ocean blue eyes and wait for him to continue.

"I beg you, not (y/n) too." He said.

My eyes wide in shock but I plaster my straight face. He's begging me not to take (y/n) to him.

"please, not her too." He said, stretching his hand in front of me again, across the table, waiting for me to bump his fist.

I hesitate, of course. Petra and (y/n) are two different cases. I respect Petra and the marriage but (y/n) is the first girl whom I fell in love with, but to be honest, I really don't have any choice. I don't have the control on my own life. And I hate it.

I stretch out my fist toward his and bump it, sealing the deal.

"I promise."