Malibu Babe

4 - Dying

Levi

I stand I the shower, my hands pressed against the wall and my head hanging down towards the floor. The only person on this planet I ever really loved, and now he's gone. The water, which was usually enjoyable and warm now felt like a firey sledgehammer, constantly pounding the back of my head. I could feel the blood on my arm start dripping. Since I don't get my arms, chest, and legs waxed until next week (what?! Hair is gross), I decided to just use a shaver to get to stubs off. Bad idea. One of the screws holding the blades in came loose and as I was pressing down and dragging it lengthwise down my arm, it made a consecutive, deep, bleeding cuts. At least the shower water is cleaning it out. I feel dizzy. Really dizzy. Suddenly my legs crumple beneath me, and I feel my head hit the shower rack. Then, blackness.

Eren

Just pick up the phone. Call him. Tell him you're sorry. I sit slumped in my love-chair and look at the phone. I slap a hand to my face and slowly drag it down. "Ugh... fine, there's no use in dwelling on it..." I mumbled quietly to myself. I dialed in his old number, hoping it would work. And it did. But it wasn't Levi who answered.

"Hello? Levi? I um-"

"W-Who is this?"

"It's me, Eren. Who are you?"

"I'm Levi's cousin, and roommate, Erwin Smith."

"Oh well uh, nice to meet you, uh... can I please talk to Levi?"

"Well, he's in the shower but I'll see if he's out."

I heard the faint noise of footsteps as Erwin held the phone in his hand and walked to the bathroom. I then heard a muffled.
"Levi? Hey, Levi, there's som- OH MY GOD LEVI--" and the phone dropped to the floor, breaking. Something is wrong. I slipped on my hoodie and sandals. Something happened to Levi!

I pulled into his driveway to find only one car there. I jump out of my car as fast as I can and sprint inside. Hang on Levi... I'm coming.... I run the bathroom and open the door. Levi lay crumpled in the tub, his arms, cut and bleeding. No... No! This is all because of me! All because I lied and turned someone down, he had to go and cut himself and commit suicide! I grab one of those slender, fragile hands if his and wrap my hands around it. I feel my face getting hot and the presence of tears clawing at my eyelids. "Eren... I'm so sorry.... I lied... I love you and I always have! I thought that if I told you to your face that I didn't love you, that I would make myself believe I didn't, but it didn't work, Levi. I've always wanted to know what it would feel like to hold you in my arms. To hold your hand in mine.... to have my lips on yours. For you to be mine and no one else's. I love you, so please, Eren, I beg you.... please don't go..." I sat there for a moment and reached out to stroke the Raven's fine, black hair. But before I could reach him, sirens interrupted my thought and paramedics came rushing inside. They lifted Eren off of the stretcher and brought him into the ambulance, and they beckoned for me to get inside. I held his hand the entire way there, hoping, praying, that just maybe, he would open those big, beautiful grey eyes that resembled melted metal, deep and smooth. Suddenly a song popped in my head:

Please don't go...
I love you so...
I love you so..!
I love you so!
(I love you so)
Please break my heeeaaart...