"Eren, you're being fucking insane. I'm worried sick about you. Come home, please... call me." Levi's voice.
"Eren, where the hell are you? We're all worried. Pick the fucking phone up!" Mikasa's voice.
"Bro, everyone is freaking out. People think you're dead or something. Are you alright? Call me, please, Eren. I only want to help." Armin's voice.
"Eren...please. Just let me know you're safe and alive. I love you, Eren. Call me." Levi again.
I laid flat on the bed, the voicemails playing out loud, and stared at the ceiling. Was I really being stupid? Insane? Should I go home?
I reached over and grabbed my phone, then sent Armin a text. Go somewhere where you can be alone and call me, please... I need your help, Armin.
Tears stained my face as I waited for him to call. Was I really overreacting? Should I go home? I stared at the blank white ceiling, thinking about my life. Images of Levi and I, as well as the rest of the gang flashed through my head, only forcing more tears from my eyes. I covered my face with my forearm and sobbed, letting my body shake each time the sobs got harder. In the midst of me crying, my phone began to ring. I wiped my eyes and checked the ID. Armin.
"Hello?" I sniffed.
"Buddy, are you alright? Are you safe? Please tell me you're okay."
"I'm safe, Armin..don't worry."
"Oh thank God. Where are you? I just left my editor's office. I'll come to you."
"I'm at Cloud 9 in Sina. It's a hotel...please come by yourself. And don't tell anyone where I am."
"Scout's Honor, buddy. I won't tell. I'll be there as fast as I can. Don't worry."
Once he hung up, the phone started to ring again. Levi. To answer or to not answer. That is the question...answer.
"......hello?"
"Eren, where the fuck are you?"
"I'm safe, thank you for asking," I responded, dodging the question.
"Eren, don't play these fucking games with me!" He shouted angrily. "You've been gone for six fucking days, refusing to answer the damn phone. I've been worried sick about you! I haven't slept since you left. Now WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?...You know what? I don't even care where you are. Just please...please come home. We can talk this out once I've made sure that you've eaten and are safe."
"I'll come home when I'm ready, Levi...I'm sorry. I can't come back now. I need to get myself together."
"Eren, don't do this. We can work this out. Please, I love you. You know that. I love you, Eren. Just come home..."
"I'll be home in a few days... goodbye, Levi.." I sniffled as more tears began to fall from my eyes.
"EREN, W-" I hung the phone up before he could finish. For the next forty minutes, my phone continued to ring and I continued to cry. What am I doing? Why am I here and not at home? What's wrong with me?
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I stood up and opened the door, immediately being pulled into a hug by Armin.
"You had me worried sick, you fucking idiot!" He let go of me and walked in, closing the door behind him.
"I'm sorry..."
"Now what is it that happened? Levi called saying you had packed your shit and left, not saying anything about where you're going or why you left. What happened?"
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Painting Monochrome ||Ereri/Riren||
FanfictionEren Jaeger is a trauma physician in Shiganshina General Hospital. During his normal night shift on a Saturday night, a close friend of his is rushed into the emergency room after a head on collision. In order to try and save him, Eren conceals his...