Survive (Annie x Eren)

Chapter 11

Annie was different. Not only had she gone back to her old ways, she'd given up almost completely. She barely attended training (not that she really needed to, she was good enough), but she was barely eating, and sleep? Nah, not a wink. She'd wander in the night, but go straight to the cliff-side that her and Eren used to go to. There she could do whatever the fuck she wanted, and no one would give a shit. She'd avoid human contact as much as possible, and by that I mean getting food early and eating else-where, or not eating at all; taking different routes, and basically not talking to a soul except the Instructor.

Eren had changed more-so over the last week since him and Annie had broken up than ever before. He didn't sleep, but didn't walk either. He just stayed in bed through the entirety of the night thinking. On the off-chance that he would sleep, it wouldn't be for long. He seemed to be taking out something on the dummies, and during training all-together. But what that emotion was he wouldn't show. He wouldn't even try to hold back, but he'd also blunder into people, and basically not think about what he was doing. The only people he really talked to was Mikasa and Armin, but he talked even less so to them now than ever before. They'd never seen him like this, and it was scaring them. He'd either barely eat, if at all, or he'd eat everything he could.. He'd steal other people's food as well. It's basically kinda like eat-your-feels I guess.

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Annie wasn't coping too well. And to be honest, she'd started doing some stuff she'd thought she'd never do again.

((Annie's pov))

"Here goes nothing.." I mutter as I pull out my swiss-army knife and start cutting carefully across the thin layer of skin on my arm. I didn't even wince at the pain, having become perhaps a little too tolerant to it. I watched as the blood trickled down my arm, dripping onto the grass and staining it. The stars glinted above me, occasionally catching my attention. Eventually, I was cutting across my arm subconsciously, gazing at the stars.

I'd been at it for a few dozen minutes, and suddenly realized that I was losing more blood than planned as I started feeling dizzy. 'Woops..' I quickly put my knife away, starting to clean myself up and letting my cuts heal.

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Hell, even Eren was bringing back some old habits.

((Eren's pov))

I rolled over onto my side, sighing quietly. And then came the existential crisis.

'So basically, we're supposed to just mope around all day, trying to train to defeat the Titans. So what if they drive us to extinction? I don't want to be reborn, because even death is better than living. What's the point of living if we're all going to inevitably die one day? I'd rather get it over and done with.'

{{Sorry if I just sent you into an existential crisis, but that's just what I think about on a regular basis and I didn't know anything different to say so I was like what the hell and threw it in :S }}

I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else, but nothing else came to mind. I shook my head and tried to daydream about the future, but it just kept coming back and biting me in the ass.

((Normal pov))

They both'd changed, and they weren't sure about what to do, what they even wanted to do. Eventually they stopped trying to act normal and just went along with how they were, how they were feeling. And lets just say, this wasn't the best time for them to be moping around.

{{Hey :) Sorry for the short chapter, just thought I'd update a little. I've been lacking inspiration and all that to write, but I promise I'll keep going. Plus, there's some personal stuff going on and bleh, it's just making my imagination and stuff go 'blurry', so sorry if it's a little less interesting for a chapter or two. But I'll try my best, I swear ^-^ Vote and comment if you want and all that, and thank you :) }}