Eren's POV
It has been years since I laid alone. Typically I find comfort in another person. But that person is gone. Levi wasn't happy when I broke up with him. But it was necessary. I didn't want to hurt him long-term, so I decided short-term was better. I've been planing this for a very long time. I let him keep the apartment and everything we had together. I wouldn't need it. I left all of my money and valuables, minus what I needed to rent a hotel room.
I stared at my phone, more specifically the last conversation we had through text. It was still full of love and care. It was set in stone there. I knew I'd been a jackass. One second declaring my eternal love and the next saying we're done. I always thought he would have to be the one to break up with me, not the other way around. He was way out of my league and everyone knew. So I pegged it a miracle that we were together.
I knew I would hurt him badly. I knew he would be angry and upset. I knew he would kick me out. So I left without putting up a fight. I knew, I knew, I knew. I had figured out every step along the way. There hadn't been a curve ball until this very moment. I stared down at my phone, a picture of Levi smiling lit up the small screen. I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming aching fall over my entire body. I began to shake uncontrollably. This was what I wanted, right? So why was I sobbing? I didn't have a good answer. I loved him with every moral fiber in my body. It was so hard to leave him while remaining an emotionless facade. The sadness in the air was palpable. Yet I remained stoic. Something Levi normally does. He was calm, but I had known him long enough to see he was completely shattered. I could see it in his eyes. I shouldn't have left. I'm starting to get second thoughts. This is a stupid plan, but I'm too deep into it to turn back.
"Goodbye, Levi." I whisper shakily to nothing in particular.
He made me so happy. I was so happy. But I suspected he was cheating on me. He had late nights and came home a mess. Smelled like cheap perfume and cigarettes. It broke my heart. I still loved him, but it hit too close to home. I stayed with him until I had come up with my plan.
I stood up and walked toward the hotel balcony. I opened the doors and let the wind catch the curtains. They danced in a colorful, satin frenzy. I took a deep breath of the fresh night air and perked up slightly. I became very aware of all my senses as I walked closer to the railing. I looked out at the bright lights dotting the skyline and the clouds covering the stars. It was beautiful. A perfect night. Tears ran down my cheeks without permission and I hastily wiped them away. This is what I wanted. The perfect night. Everything seemed to slow down as I put one foot on top of the railing and heaved the rest of my body along with it. I took one last look at the city I had once loved.
I jumped. Time stopped. I remembered a phone call I had eavesdropped in on.
"I need it now." Levi growled into the phone, "I plan on doing it soon, Petra."
I had initially thought Levi was having an affair with Petra... But now that time is stopped and I can think... I recall Petra owns a jewelry store. And we didn't have a lot of extra spending money. He was always doing paperwork. And working on something. The dots all connected. He was going to propose. Levi, my love, wasn't cheating on me. He was going to propose. How could I have been so stupid?
Time inched forward slowly and I was aware that I was falling. I was going to die over a silly misunderstanding. I thought this was entitled. I thought I was right. Turns out I'm a fool. A fool in love. An anxious, suspicious, fool in love.
Time began to flow faster and I knew the pavement was my destiny. There was no way I could turn the clock back. My fate has been sealed. I closed my eyes and let out a cry of anguish. I was wrong. Then suddenly, darkness.
Levi's POV
The phone rang and I groggily looked at my alarm clock. The time read 4:47 A.M. This was absolutely absurd. Don't they know what time it is?!
"What?!" I barked into the phone, "This better be good..."
"You've been listed as the emergency contact for Eren Jaeger. He is currently in the hospital." A doctor deadpanned.
"What the fuck?! What happened?!" I became increasingly concerned.
"It is believed he tried to commit suicide. The doctors are doing everything they can, but there is a very slim chance of him surviving."
"Oh." I choked back tears and remained calm, "I'll be right there."
The doctor gave me information on how to find the hospital and what to do when I get there, then hung up. My thoughts were jumbled as I got in the car. Tried to commit suicide? Why the hell would he do that?! If anyone should be trying to commit suicide it should be me! I was the one who was broken up with! For gods sake I was going to propose to him!
The car ride was a blur and the bright headlights of other cars was the only thing to keep me sober. I had arrived at the hospital, but stayed in my car for a few minutes. I hit my steering wheel hard. I hit it until I could feel the rage leaving my body. It had been a good 10 minutes before I decided it was time to see him. I exited my car and followed the signs.
"Levi Ackerman." I told the lady at the receptionists desk. She gave me a badge and told me which room number. I walked down a quiet hallway and reached his door. I was about to open the door when suddenly I stopped. He didn't love me anymore. He wouldn't want to see me and I would only make his condition worse. He broke up with me. I slid down the wall out side of his room and debated whether going in there would help or hurt. I still loved him. I loved him to the moon and back. But obviously he didn't. I stood up and shoved my hands in my pockets to keep them from shaking. He didn't need me.
Nurses and doctors rushed past me and burst into his room. I could hear the machine that monitored his heart rate was flatlining.
"Eren...!" I cried out.
One long, continuous beep. The sound that pierced my heart. It was all over. But I loved him. Love is supposed to conquer all. That was a lie. Everything was- is a lie.
