What Hurts Worse Than A Knife (On Hold)

who are you? : chapter 2

[Levi's pov]

This kids eyes... I mean damn. They were so bright and filled with so much emotion. I looked down and saw tight, dirty bandages wrapped around his frail little arms. I let the curiosity slide, on what his bandages could be hiding, because my head started to pound. Thinking is not what I should be doing right now.
I then started looking around the room and it was pure white. The smell of rubbing alcohol clouded my nose, making me cringe at such a harsh smell. I glanced back at this boy still laying on the floor hesitantly looking at me.

"Where am I?" I asked harsher than intended.

"T-the hosp-pital" he stuttered, trying to rush to his feet but ended up falling onto me, making me fall back, and jabbing me in the ribs with his elbow.
"Fuck!" I glared down at him, and he looked up, fear clearly showing in his green eyes.
"I AM SO SORRY!" The look in his eyes... They made me forget even my first name.

After realizing I was staring a little too long I snapped my eyes away from his.

"Tch. Goddamn brat just get off of me." I lightly shoved him off and sat up in bed once more.

He scurried to his feet and basically ran to a bed across the room i hadn't noticed, wrapping himself up like a burrito. As realization hit me, my eyes grew wide and anger surged through me.
"Wait wait wait... I have to share a room while I'm in this hell hole!?"

"I-im s-sorry..." He looked down at his arms that had gotten exposed, and all vibrant emotion seemed to whither. That's when it finally got through to me of what they were hiding. It made me feel sick. Just knowing that pain all too well, and knowing this kid was going through that. The nausea soon changed to furry towards the assfuck that led him to do this to himself.

I threw my head back in exhaustion, and you know that saying 'hit you like a truck' that's the exact feeling I got when I remembered the events of earlier today.

I...I failed. I fucking failed at killing myself. How goddamn embarrassing...

I shot back up and looked at the kid across the room, who was still staring at his arms.
"Oi! Kid!" I yelled over to him.
He jumped, causing him to shift his gaze to me and cower down in the bed.
"Since we are going to share this room. You best be sharing some shit with me too. First of all, who are you?"

He looked at me surprised but also.. I don't even know... Afraid?
"E-eren."

Eren...hmm. I like that name.

[Eren's pov]

"E-eren."

Shit! Fuck, fuck, fuckittty shit!!! Did I just seriously stutter!? AGAIN!?!? My eyes widened as I shifted uncomfortably in the bed. His gaze was so fucking controlling. Like, one look and you fall under his ice cold spell. This won't be good.

Sorry for not posting... I kinda forgot about this story tbh XD but I'm hopefully going to start posting again. And also sorry for the extremely short chapter.. I thought I'd just post what I have and start again new sometime soon