Trustworthy

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~ Eren's POV ~

It's funny to think that one's words can hit you like a bullet and scar you for life but at the same time the pain in unbearable.

I know my reasoning for living is pointless but it's not one for me to take. It's for him. The man. My boss. My owner. To do as he wishes with. I don't fight back, I can't, I would, but I'm powerless.

Powerless.

That's what I am and always will be. I'm powerless to shout out to the world, cry for the help I so dearly need, call my name to the world.

But alas I cannot.

Not with him.

Black coats my room like the mist covering the moon. There's no brightness in this room, no light, just my friend; the darkness.

Tugging the covers up to my chin I stare up, aimlessly, at the un-see-able ceiling. There is no reason for me to be here, for them to take the burden in caring for me but at the same time there is. I believe in fate yet my believable fate is for all in whom come close to me will disappear, just like the others.

I could talk once, scream, cry, laugh but he took that from me and no one, not even the one's who are my so-called 'new family' can understand and if they were too they'd suffer. 

Suffer for caring for me. 

So I hide, don't talk, but think.

Think of all I could be, all I could do.

If I wasn't weak.

I watch patiently as the faint glimmer of light peers through my window directing itself right in my eyes point of view. The warmth is comforting but is soon taken over by the silent vibrations of my phone beneath my pillow.

No one knows of my phone and no one will. I swipe the green bar across the screen and place it against my ear.

"Eren"

Master, why so late at night?

"Come to me" He orders.

His voice is one of a drunk man, and his speech is nearly not understandable but I understood, I understood full well what he was saying when it was the same thing all the time.

"You'll do as you're told boy"

Why? Why can't I fight?

"You're weak against me. You'll go back"

Please don't make me go back!

"Take my advice boy, I'll protect you, I'll keep the weak boy you are safe, but to do that you have to do as told, understood?" I nod though it's not visible to the phone "Come"

Where?

"I can see you"

How, my curtains are closed?

"I'm always watching, come" A red light is seen in the corner of my room, a camera. "Good boy"

Hu?

"I see you've spotted it" I nod "Come, don't talk, don't make a noise, now leave, out the back door"

Flipping the covers off me I do what he says, the coldness hitting my bare thighs.

"I'll be next to the furthest tree, waiting, watching for your arrival boy, don't waste my time" He hangs up, I silently sigh, another night, another job, another kill, another order, another death in my hands.

I don't know why it's me, out of all people... it's me. I can't turn back now, trust me I would.

Wait.

Don't trust me.

For someone to trust me would be their own written death.

Even me, like the pale boy isn't trustworthy.

My hand wraps itself around the metal door handle as I turn it right, quickly but silently and slip through the gap of the door making sure it doesn't make a noise.

The house is big, but I've been here long enough to find all creaky floorboards and make my way around unheard.

One step to the right, another step to the left then a jump across the floorboard. 

A creak. 

Crap. 

I stand, frozen, awaiting for yells, shouts, red faced people to get me. Though all stays quiet, just like me. 

I let out a breathe of relief and go again.

Two steps against the banister, miss the first step down the stairs and criss-cross over the other two. Stop at the fourth, wait to two seconds jump, freeze, jump again. No noise upstairs, good.

I'm by the front door, but it's the back I need.

I slide, don't walk or run but slide across the wooden floorboards. 

Movement's heard, not from downstairs but up. 

The room above the front-rooms. 

Levi's room.

"Eren" He tiredly says, yawning, making his way downstairs "Why so late?"

Eye's wide my breathing hitches.

Go to bed.

"A phone?" He questions as I move it behind my back "When? Did you steal it?" I shake my head "Let me see" He puts his hand out towards me asking for the phone, me hesitantly handing it to him.

Shit it's not locked!

He looks back and forth from me to the phone.

"Who?" He questions "One contact, called now, who?" His face is one of anger, eyebrows arched downwards "Eren"

Don't hurt me, please

"Who Eren, who is this person?" I gulp and turn away "Where?" I freeze once again on the spot, not turning to look at him "You're safe here just tell me" He pauses, his hand upon my shoulder "where is he?" I shake my head. "You can't do this"

Do what?

"You can't hide from us, from me"

I can't?

I think raising an eyebrow, though he can't see it.

Tapping of the phone is heard as the noise of something ringing just after. I spin around attempting, failing to take it from his grip. 

Master's going to be mad. 

Master's going to punish me. 

Master's going to kill. 

Master will send me back there.

"Eren" Master speaks through the phone, Levi stays quiet, acting of how I would.

Please don't  

I give Levi a pleading look but he just stares at me confidently.

"Where are you?" 

A gun shot is heard along with a deafening scream through the phone, not Master but a woman, another kill.

Levi's eyes widen.

I look away.

"Boy, leave it for today, they're already here" He hangs up, Levi's hand, phone still in it, falls limp at his side.

"Why?" He says almost choking on his words "Why?"

I look down at his bare feet and travel up his body to reach his sad, almost scared, worried eyes.

A tear slips mine.

I hold in a breath.

Give him a sorry look which is asking for forgiveness but none being granted.

I take my leave.

I run.

"Eren!"