The Tattoo Artist {ereri}

Part 32

Levi P.O.V

"Is that all for you today sir" the little lady behind the register asks with a broad smile smooshing her cheeks into her eyes. She is sporting some pretty awesome blue deadlocks and it really befudles me how someone can be this cheerful at this unholy hour in the morning but her smile seems to be infectious as I return it and thank her for my shopping before leaving the shop.

I did what Eren normally does and went to the shop with the intentions of only buying the stuff we needed for pancakes but left with a chocolate cake for pudding, some white wine for later, bread, cookies, pop tarts and beer. oh well. Eren will be happy to have some extra stuff to snack on.

I pop the carrier bag in the passenger side of the car and have a quick look at my messages. Hanji text asking to come around with Erwin and the other later so I type out a quick respond saying why not, because I just bought the wine and stuff anyway. She then replies saying they can bring the food and Petra can get some movies.

I glance at the clock on my phone. Shit. I didnt realise I was out for almost two hours, I hope Eren hasn't woken up and made something else or breakfast, but knowing him he should still be fast asleep in lala land.

I start up the engine and pull out of the car park to head home.

When I pull up I dont notice anything wrong until I realise the front door isnt closed properly, which is weird because I am pretty sure I locked it when I left. Maybe Eren went out for a walk or to meet someone or something. I hope not. I didnt get up early to buy pancake stuff and not make pancakes.

I grab the bag from the seat and climb out the car, closing the door behind me.

I only hear it when I get closer the house. Eren's screams.

The bag instantly falls to the floor as I forget about it and sprint into the house. The cries are coming from the living room "g-get off me... please... not again"

Then I hear another mans gruff voice "I thought you would have learned your lesson last time faggot" and all I see is red as I recognise the voice from the coffee shop on my first date with Eren.

I slam through the living room door to find my Eren sprawled across the floor without a top on and tears streaming down his face. On top of him is the large beast I recognise as Eren's father pinning him down by sitting on his legs and gripping his hands in a vice like grip with one hand and the other shoved down my husbands trousers.

I let a feral growl rip from somewhere within my chest as Eren's eyes flick over to me and then suddenly I'm lunging for the man on top of Eren. I grab him by the back of the shirt, tearing him off Eren and throwing him into one of the cabinets which crashes under his weight but I dont care.

All i care about is seeing this man dead. Or behind bars at the very least. He whirls around to face me and a smirk plays at the edges of his mouth "so you're the great freak that loves my faggot of a son" he tries to grab me but I dodge him.

Another roar rips from my lips and my fist slams into his face. Then another and another. He tries throw a swing to my stomach, I try to side step it but he catches me in the side instead. I hear Eren cry out my name as he tries pulling himself up but he is shaking too bad.

The sight of my strong Eren on the floor, face covered in fear from his own father is enough to fuel me as I land a blow Grisha's chest strong enough to wind him and cause him to fall to his knees.

I grab the closest thing which happens to be a light blue lamp and I smash it as hard as humanly possible onto his head. His drunken mind isn't quick enough to dodge it as it smashed on his head and he slumps the rest of the way to the floor, blood trickling down his face.

I rush to Eren and take his shaking body into my arms, rocking him back and forth as he clutches me and cries into my chest. "He's not going to touch you again. You're safe" I whisper over and over again before pulling out my phone and calling the police.

"Hello, what's your emergency" the man on the other end asks. So I tell him I have a rapist passed out in my living room. The man says the police are on their way and to stay awa =y from him so I pick Eren up and take him through to the kitchen, hoping his father will stay knocked out until the police come.

The man then asks me what exactly happened and I explain what happened last time and what I came home to today.

When the police come Grisha was just gaining consciousness but they dragged him out of the house in cuffs. They then came to Eren to ask for the story but he was still shaking to hard to speak properly so I tell the Police exactly what I told the man on the phone. When I finish the officer turns back to Eren and asks if anything else happened other than what I walked in on, If he had managed to hurt him anywhere else. All Eren could do was hold out his arms to show the bruises but shake his head to say nothing else apart from that.

The officer asked me a few more questions before leaving and telling me to contact him if we need anything. He said there would be a court case we would have to attend and we might be taken in for more questioning but apart and then he left.

I just continued to rock Eren on my lap as he tried to calm down.