Pathway [Eremin AU]

Chapter Eleven//Armin

"Ok, I guess you could say that," Eren shrugs. I shrug as well and and lay on my back.
  "Bisexual twins?" He asks and bend over me slightly with his fist in front of me. I bring my fist to his and he laughs. He sits next to me and leans over and grabs me my Sprite. I feel a little hurt at the word twins, I just try to ignore he said it though.
  "Here," He says. I grab it and sit up. He leans over and opens a drawer from his nightstand. He then moved my bangs from my forehead and clips them back with the clip he grabbed. I take a drink of my Sprite and I feel my cheeks heating up a bit.
  "Oi, do you want to go to school tomorrow?" Eren asks.
  "Um," I mumble and look down.
  "I'm going to take that as a no?" He asks. I nod slightly and look back up at him.
  "Do you have my uniform?! I forgot to ask!" I say in a panicked tone.
  "Crap!" He says and stands up.
  "It's fine," I sigh.
  "It ant it just a black pair of pants and a white collard shirt?" He asks.
  "Yeah, and a pair of dark brown dress shoes," I say.
  "You might be able to fit into my old uniform from a few years ago," He says and starts to rummage through his closet.
  "Doubt it. You're about two sizes bigger than me," I chuckle.
  "Well, I was two sizes smaller two years ago," He says and pulls out a uniform, "Here."
  "Wait, the shirts have your last name embroidered on the front," I say.
  "I forgot about that. I guess you get to be a Jeager for a day," He chuckles. I sigh and he hands me the uniform.
  "Go try it on and tell me if it fits," He says. I take the outfit and walk down the stairs to the main floor.
  I try on Eren's old uniform and it fits a little big. I walk out and back up to Eren's room as I tuck my shirt in.
  "The shirt is a little too big. I can manage with the pants if you can lend me a belt," I say and hold my pants up with my hand.
  "That's what I thought. Here. And try on my old shoes, they're from when I was a first year," He says and hands me a belt. I take it and start to put it on. I tighten it a bit and try his old shoes on. They fit so I nod.
  "You look good," He says.
  "I just hope no body sees the Jeager part," I say, "And I'm surprised that you kept this this clean?"
  "Me too. I don't know how I did it because I got blood on it so many times," He chuckles.
  "How?" I ask, a little worried.
  "Fights, normal shiz," He shrugs.
  "Well, I guess that was a little expected." I sit on his bed so I can take off my shoes for tomorrow and then walk back down to the main floor. I quickly change and go back up. My stomach is starting to cramp more than earlier, so I grab my Sprite as soon as I get into the room. I set the close at the end of the bed on the floor and I fall back on Eren's bed. I pull his covers over me, making me look like a burrito, and I close my eyes.
  "Now to add the toppings," I hear Eren say.
  "I don't like toppings, especially salty ones?" I sigh.
  He falls on me, "I'm not salty, I'm sweet." I sigh and I slowly feel myself fall asleep.

Wake up to a bad feeling in my stomach. I automatically stand up and grab the trash can by the head of the bed. I hunch over the trash can, gripping it tightly. I hear shifting on the bed and a hand on my forehead. I take a deep breath and the after taste in my mouth is horrible.
"I'll be right back," I hear Eren's raspy voice say. I bring an arm around my stomach and I hunch over again. I hear footsteps come towards me then a cold rag on the back of my neck.
I huff, "Thanks." My hair is pushed out of my face and he hands me another rag. I wipe my mouth and set it down.
"This isn't from the alcohol, right?" He asks in a worried tone.
"N-no," I stutter, "I felt like that earlier tonight when I went to that movie." Eren clips my hair back and grabs the rag off the back of my neck. He presses it around my face, and it really doesn't help my temperature. My face heats up a little more. I sit back against his bed.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For causing you trouble."
"You aren't."
"Yeah I am. I should probably go home if I'm sick."
Eren shakes his head, "Nope, if you're sick you need to rest." He smiles his signature smile and I look down and I hear a crash downstairs.
  "I'll be back in a second, here, listen to some music," He says and grabs some earbuds and his phone.
  "Listen to some classical, it will help your nerves," He adds and walks towards his stairs. I sit there for a second and just shrug, even though I'm curious on what happened. I put the ear buds in and plug them into the phone. I type in his passcode and search his apps for a music app. I tap on Spotify. I look up Lindsey Stirling and I play some of her music. I lay down and my back is on the hard wood floor. I close my eyes and rest my hands on my stomach. I can feel the ground vibrate a little, so I open my eyes and take out an earbud. I hear crashing and cussing. I hear Eren yell.
  "Eren! Take Armin and go to his house for the night, hurry up!" I hear Carla yell.
  "Wait, what about you?!" I hear Eren yell.
  "Don't wait on me, I'll get out when I can," I can hear a sad tone in Carla's voice. I hear footsteps and I can feel tears come to my eyes. I hear an older mans voice and it doesn't sound slurred at all. Footsteps come up the stairs and the sound of zippers on a bag hitting together.
  "Hey, Armin, c-can you grab y-your stuff?" Eren says in a hushed voice. I nod and I get what stuff I have together. I quickly slip off the sleep pants and I slip on my jeans. I tuck the short I have on, in, and I stuff all of my stuff in his bag. He grabs a few changes of clothes, and I see a pair of women's clothing in the bottom of the bag.
  "Just wear these," He says and throws a pair of old looking sandals at me. I put them on and he shoves my shoes in his bag. He grabs my wrist and pulls me towards the window.
  "Throw this down after I'm down," He says and stars to claim over the edge. I watch as he crawls down a few feet and he lands on his feet.
  "Heads," I say, then I throw down the bag. He catches it and waves me to come down.
  "Promise to catch me if I fall?"
  "Heck yeah."

(A/N: Hmmm... How do you think this will end? Who's the older man? His dad? A random man? Carla's brother of some sort? Read the next chapter to find out!
-CT)