LeviXReader: New

Chapter 3

/// Levi's POV ///

Me and (F/N) walk down the hallway leading to her new sleeping quarters. She says that meeting her new teammates went exactly as planned, but I can see by the way her (E/C) eyes are wide, and how she is coming her through her hair with her fingers. A habit of hers I've noticed. While we walk down the corridor we get stares from all the other Cadets, which isn't uncommon for you. You always get a few stares or a whisper in the ear or two from these demand brats. This time though all of them are staring, and not at you, but at her.

The boys eyes would widen and their jaws would drop to the floor. This annoyed me to the core. And when I looked at (F/N), she was exactly the same. Is she used to this much attention? It's no secret she is incredibly beautiful, with her glowing (E/C) eyes, her shiny (H/L) (H/C). The way she holds herself is beautiful all by itself, like she is confident that she has a place to go, a goal to reach.

I don't know why but thinking that she gets this kind of attention all the time makes something churn in my stomach. Jealousy? Of course not, you probably had some bad food for breakfast.

Each guy that would look at her with longing in his eyes, I would give them a glare that could make the choke on their own blood, if only looks could kill. I look back over at you, your not worried anymore, you look at peace, you smile. A cute smile, that makes a boy inf ront of us nose start to bleed. Your clothes aren't helping either, a short skirt right above your knees, you had some awesome legs for someone shorter than me, and a tight long sleeve shirt that goes right under your collar bone, so it doesn't show any cleavage. But it is tight, which makes "THEM" look much bigger than they actually are.

You look at me, you catch me staring. You only smile again, and blush slightly, a damn good blush at that too. Another guy just collapsed from a nose bleed. You probably didn't think anything of me staring. You probably just thought I was studying the way you move, so I can help you figure out which training we should start with. You don't look like you have much muscle, definitely start with weights and hand to hand combat. Some running too, no matter how good those skinny long legs look, you need to build up muscle there too.

After a walk down the corridor that felt like forever, we finally make it to your sleeping quarters. You get your own room, every one else has a roommate, but it is a little smaller than the others. I open the door, and you run inside, looking around like a kid in a candy shop. You flop down on the bed. I'm turning to walk out when I remember to give you the standard information.

I say,"This is where you will be staying, practice starts at 5 A.M sharp. No exceptions will be made for being late, your uniform is on the dresser," I don't hear a reply," Cadet (L/N), do you understa-," I whirl around to find you passed out on your stomach on top of your bed. I smile, just a small smile. You shiver, and I immediately grab the small covers off the floor and throw them on you. You pull them up to your chin and sigh, and with a slight smile I left the room. I wonder what she dreams about.

/// Your dream ///

I'm running. I'm running in a field of white tulips, my mothers favorite flower, my favorite flower. I just get to the top of the hill when I see her sitting underneath a old willow singing the lullaby she would sing to me as a child.

"A dream, of Mary's men"
"They fought for their beloved, as much as they can"
"But in the end, the evil won"
"For if love is strong, death is much stronger"
"For Mary prayed, and Mary cried"
"But in the end, death was stronger"

Your mother had a beautiful voice, and this song brought old childhood memories back to life. You ran up and sat beside you mother leaning on her shoulder under the willow tree. You hadn't done this for many years, your mother was dead, you only ever meet her in your dreams. She didn't notice you, but thats ok, she's used to your presence.

"She lead her head, on a bed of white roses"
"And she cried blood. Her blood and her soul, forever rotted in hell." She stands up and looks down at me, and the beautiful meadow erupts in flames. I can feel the ground behind me give way so the dirt falls to the lava below. I can hear the shrieks and laughter of demons, and the pleas for help from those cast there. I did not fall. Not yet. But my mother is close, so close she puts her hands on my shoulders.

"This is suicided my darling. And those who sentence them selves to death, will forever rot in the deepest pits of hell." And with that I'm falling. Towards the evil laughter. The pleas of mercy. The fire so hot it's unimaginable. And worst of all my I see my mother, she whispers," This is for your own good, my little Mary."
And I scream, because thats all I can do is scream, because my mother had pushed me. My mother had sentenced me to hell.

/// Your Awake ///

You wake up on the floor, wrapped in your bed sheets that are soaked with sweat. It takes you a minute to recognize where you are, it's all unfamiliar. Unfamiliar walls, floor, bed, and decor in general. Then you remember that your at the Survey Corps headquarters, in your room. Your room! You were in the Survey Corps, they wanted you before everyone else! Apparently that makes you special, in a certain way.

With a wide smile, completely unlike the closed cute one you use around other people, you untangle yourself. You stand up to notice you have completely soaked through your trainee uniform. Oh well. You thought and striped it off, you wouldn't need it anymore.

You walk over to your small dresser, it was still to big to fit all your clothing, and grab a blue t-shirt. You pulled it on over your head, it was long, so long it reached to your knee. But this was how you liked your t- shirts, long and big. You crawled back under the covers on your bed, not noticing how the sheets were still sweaty. Completely oblivious to the fact that you had training in the morning, and that you didn't know when to wake up. Do to the fact that you had passed out as soon as you sat down on the bed.

So half naked, knocked out cold on your bed, you didn't dream. The rest off the night was peaceful, and for once you didn't worry about waking up. You didn't worry. And it felt like you were a child again. With you beautiful, kind, gentle mother singing you a lullaby, that you thought was beautiful. And for a fleeting moment before yo fell asleep you thought you could smell the tulips in her hair. Tulips were her favorite, so she always smelled like them. She always smiled. And you just know wonder why?