EREN: The next ten hours were a blur of sirens, screaming, and tears.
I shook Armin's shoulders, the noise of the crowd around us becoming muffled in my ears. His eyes were closed, and the brick had created a huge gash in his forehead. I cradled him in my arms, escaping from the crowd and carrying him over to the police. The police contacted the nearby ambulance, and I rode with him to the hospital.
"Armin...Armin...." I muttered his name over and over again, but he didn't respond. He looked lifeless in the gurney the paramedics put him on.
When we arrived at the hospital, they inserted a various assortment of IVs and needles into his frail arms. He was scheduled to get the wound stitched up quickly, and he was in a coma from severe trauma to the head.
They didn't let me stay in the room while he was getting stitches, no matter how hard I tried to protest.
I sat in the waiting lobby of the hospital, staring at the ceiling. That's when I remembered I should call Archie and tell him what happened.
When Archie arrived, the doctors were finished stitching Armin's head up.
Upon seeing his grandson's pallid and unconscious face, Archie broke down and cried for the first time. I'd never seen him look anything less than happy before.
"I've only cried twice in my life over Armin, once when he was born, and now this...I don't want to see my grandson die before he sees me die." Archie said.
"I understand...it's my fault, we shouldn't have been provoking those people..." I said, but then I remembered meeting eyes with Mikasa. At that moment, I understood why her eyes were unfocused: I hadn't been her target, Armin had. "Oh God, it really is my fault..." I groaned.
"I'm sure it isn't," Archie placed his hand on my shoulder.
"No, it is..." I said, "Mikasa was there, she threw a brick at him. Oh God, Armin...I'm so sorry..." I broke down and started crying, laying my head on his sheets. My fingers picked through my hair nervously.
"Eren, it really isn't your fault." Archie reassured me.
"It might not be, but it feels like it. If I hadn't entered Armin's life, I wouldn't have brought my crazy-ex girlfriend with me." I said.
The room was silent then, the only noises were coming from the machines that kept Armin alive. The heart monitor sounded like a countdown, ticking away the seconds he had to live...
The door to the room opened again, and in stepped Marco, Jean, Historia, Ymir, Connie, and Sasha. I was surprised the nurse let that many people in at once, and with them wearing such a strange display of clothes since they hadn't changed out of their pride clothes.
"Guys," I croaked, standing up.
"We heard what happened to Armin," Historia said, holding out a bunch of flowers to me. "We shouldn't have asked you to come with us to annoy those people..."
"Which one threw the brick? Was it that blond lady with the huge sign that said 'God hates you'? Ugh, why do they always gotta bring God into this? God doesn't wanna deal with your homophobic shit...anyway, I'm ready to find her and give her what she deserves for this." Ymir offered.
"No, no, it wasn't her," I said, "it was my crazy ex-girlfriend Mikasa." That's when I told them the whole story, about everything Mikasa had done to torment me up to this point. Of course Jean knew Mikasa, but I'm sure he was surprised when he found out how terrifying she could be.
"Whoever this bitch is, she's going down," Ymir said.
"No, you can't fight her," I pleaded, "she's like a third-degree black belt or something. She's super vicious and she's apparently starting to get into espionage."
"All the more reason we should fight her," Sasha insisted.
"No, I can't let her hurt any of my other friends! If I'm going to take her down, I want to do it myself. She's my problem, and I have to get rid of her." I said.
My friends shifted around in their chairs if they were sitting, or on their feet if standing. "We understand, Eren. But if you need any help at all, just know we're here to give it to you." Historia spoke for the rest of them. They mumbled in agreement.
"Thanks guys," I smiled. "Armin would appreciate it, too."
"So, do you have a plan to take Mikasa down?" Jean asked.
"Not yet," I admitted, "it's gonna take a lot if I wanna send her to prison. I should've saved every piece of evidence..."
"I, uh, actually still have the camera," Connie raised his hand.
"Why?" I asked, but I felt the hope rising in my chest.
"Because it looked too expensive to just throw out. It's probably got her fingerprints on it somewhere." Connie said.
Ymir was on her phone now, and her eyes lit up. "I got something!"
"What?" I felt more hope bubbling in me.
"Look at this selfie we took," Ymir said, shoving her phone in my face.
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Is that girl in the red tank top holding the brick behind her back Mikasa?" She pointed her out.
"Oh my God, that's her," I nearly shrieked with excitement.
Though I hadn't come up with a plan yet, I knew what we had would bring Mikasa down.
AN: Another chapter dump for y'all.
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Cosplay Husband
Fiksi PenggemarARMIN: This wanted poster had to be the stupidest idea ever. Now that Armin Arlert is in college, he left his high school friends behind. He doesn't know anyone at his new college and has a difficult time making friends. Before they went their separ...
