Fix My Heart (Discontinued) | Levi x Reader

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{I never do author's notes at the beginning, but I do like to apologize for the fast paced-ness of this part. I am too lazy to write fillers and I'd rather just do some time skips and get to the good stuff. Also, out of three deaths, we have one in this chapter and hopefully you guys enjoy this.}

~A Couple Days Later~
~Melina's P.O.V~

My sister used to tell me to forgive and forget. I never fully understood what she said since I was young, but even now I still don't understand the concept of that. As I stand here doing laundry, I could hear (Y/N)'s cries while Ingrid beats her. I can hear her pleading for mercy and the only thing I can think of is why.

Why is she begging for mercy when she left us to die? Why does she still try to make excuses even though we already know the truth? I don't understand why I should forgive her when she wanted to end my life. I frowned at my thoughts, then glanced back at (Y/N). Her bleeding, whipped back made me cringe. Ingrid stared at the poor girl with pure hatred, and I could only stare in confusion.

Why can't I stare in hatred as well? Aren't I upset as well? My mind tells me that I'm angry, but my heart feels something different. It's completely broken from seeing a sister beating another sister.

"Ingrid, please stop." I said.

I heard the whipping stop.

"Why should I?" she said before looking at me.

"I just don't want to hear it. Have you prepared for later today?"

Ingrid frowned at me.

"Why do you need to-"

"Because," I raised my voice. "I don't want you to wear yourself now. You have a long day ahead."

Ingrid slightly growled and went upstairs. She slammed the door behind her, and all my emotions came through me. I looked over at (Y/N), who was crying silently on the floor. Her body was bruised and bleeding. I could see all the scars on her body, and I could see the terrible damage done to her. She reminded me of Medina in a way.

I stared at (Y/N) for a while, then I turned back around to finish my laundry.

A few minutes later, I heard Ingrid come downstairs. I didn't bother to look at her, but she put her hand on my shoulder.

"Time to go, Melina." she said. I looked at her with a confused face.

"Time to go? But Ingrid there are soldiers out there looking for you."

"There are some at the front door."

"What?"

I hurried myself upstairs, then went to the front door. I opened it and the first thing I saw was a tall, (H/C) haired soldier. He had a very similar expression, just like (Y/N), but it was more serious.

"Uh, good evening. How can I help you?" I asked the soldier.

"Many people nearby have complained about some sort of yelling and screaming coming from this house. Since this area is under surveillance for Mrs. Floyd, we have a warrant to search your house." he said.

I widened my eyes and started to think quick.

"Oh my goodness, has my husband been disrupting the neighbors?" I began to lie. "He yells a lot during his drunk antics...I am sorry for the disturbance."

I tried to shut the door, but the female soldier behind him stopped me from shutting it.

"Ma'am, I have to ask you to move out the way. We are ordered to check your house."