Broken Souls (AOT/SNK fanfic)

Chapter Eighteen

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'shoot!'

*breath*

'I said SHOOT, brat!'

* breath *

'If you can't, then you're not worthy of my name!'

'But Dad.. Dad.. I..' * breath *

'Shoot him or I'll do it!'

'But Dad I can't!'

'Weakling Brat!'

*Loud echoing gunshot*

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"Gyah!" I gasp and sit up on my bed, sweat pouring down my face. My breathing becomes difficult like I ran around of miles. I inhaled deep and exhaled slowly, trying to stabilize my breathing, once its okey, I put my palms up above my face making my self to calm down.

"hey, are you okey?" It was Petra, laying on the other side of the bed. She woke up by my sudden movement. She grab hold the blanket and start to move, sitting up on the bed while covering her naked upper body.

I don't response to her question, instead, I shove up my knees, hug them, and burry my face in it. Petra rest her hand on my right shoulder and start caressing my back.

"Nightmares again?" she said, combing my hair backward with her other hand. She always do this when I got this fucking nightmares of mine. Its complicated to say, but Petra knows how to calm me every time I woke up troubled and pale.

I grab her hand that caressing my hair and turn my head and body to fave her. The moonlight sneaking through the large window at the left side of the bed makes Petra's face more mesmerising. I look straight into her eyes, trying to grab all the courage I have inside me and send a message thru my eyes and to hers that I keep thinking two months since Erwin came to talk to me and give back my necklace gift for (name).

I should have do this more earlier, I know, but at that moment, when eyebrows came growling to me and throw the necklace on my face, that's when I realize that, I am too dumb to fight for (name), that I should give Petra all the credits to this fixed relationship, that I should stop hoping and dreaming for the time that I could abide my Father's rules and free my self to love and marry who I want.

Erwin state it across my face, Clearly. Even if I choose to oppose my family's tradition, or leave Petra after so many years, it was going to be a waste of time. It was going to be pointless.

I am late, too late to fight for what I really want.

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"I'm giving you back this." it was Erwin. He grabbed a silver necklace from his pocket and hand it up in the air.

Erwin was standing in front of me across the bar counter while we are cleaning the place for closing. He throw it straight to my face but before it hit me, I catch it with my left hand.

His eyes are glaring at me like they could rip my neck apart, but he refuses to do so. Compare before, he was more relax now even I can smell hate for me all over his stature. He just stand there, glaring at me like how a hunter look down his prey.

I slid down the necklace into my pocket and glare back at him. "Why you give it back? And why is it broken?" I said, completely irritated.

"Because I rip it out of her neck, while I teach her to submit her self to me." He said, clearly giving me a hint that he took the necklace off her poor neck forcefully while fucking her like a rape victim. It sickening me. I know how this pervert do his thing with his girls, of course, He's my best friend. I know how his intestines works.

"Treating her like one of your fuck toys? How disgusting." I said, narrowing my look to his blue orbs.

He smirks, then let out a small laugh at my statement. "Fuck Buddy? Nah, I wouldn't do such thing to me precious (name)." He said, leaning his elbows in the counter table.

I click my tongue in annoyance, this blond fucker is getting my nerves, but I still manage to display my straight face. This is ridiculous.

I turn around and was about to walk away when he started talking again.

"besides, Fuck games doesn't suit (name)." He spoke.

I turn to look back at him, trying my best to open my mouth and shut his shitty mouth, but what happened was the opposite. His next line make my mouth freeze open and my heart sank deep inside me, crushing all its way out of my system.

"I fuck her well, making sure my loads don't shoot out meaningless."

My head burns in anger, and I wanted to burst out but I refuses to, I could not show him I am hurt. So I just shoot glare daggers all over him.

"I surely got her pregnant, and you have nothing to do to take her away from me."

I stood frozen. And now, I was convince that, my fate and hers are not the same, and she wasn't for me. I am too late to fight for her, because I was so coward to let her know I exist.

I lost her, I lost (name) completely.

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"Petra." I kneel up in both side of her legs, holding both her hands next to my chest where my heart is located.

Her eyes widen and her hand shakes as her face turns flush of red. Sweat still runs on my forehead but I have to do this.

For my Father, for Petra, for the peace of Erwin and (name), most especially, for my self, to start moving on.

"Miss Petra Ral, will you give me the pleasure..."

We both look at each others eyes, her lips parted as I continue to speak. She waited for this for so long, and I hope, doing this will lead us all to good.

"The pleasure.. Of.. Making you.."

A teat starts To roll out of Petra's eyes, down to her cheeks. I know this is the right thing to do, and I could see to Petra's eyes how happy she were that I was now finally doing this.

I gulp then breathed several times, relaxing my self as I feel my self stiffen.

"the privilege of making you my lawfully Mrs. Ackerman?"

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[A.N. Boom short chappy, sorry. It was 2:00 am and I was so sleepy and about to sleep then Idea came rushing to me like a bulb lit up all of a sudden. So I have no choice but to write it down before my writer's block hit me again. I am really sorry.]