Eren walked home quickly not really knowing what to do. He looked along the plain boring streets he'd walked down since he was able to walk. He let out a loud sigh, knowing he was going to get shit from his father when he got home. Grisha was a control freak, everything had to be his way. It began to feel normal when his father would beat him, usually for no reason. No one but Jean and Armin knew about the abuse.
Eren found himself already walking into the house. It was almost as if he went on autopilot when he walked through that old, squeaky door. Jean had commented on the door when he used to come over. The next thing Jean would comment on was the rusty smell of the house. But when Eten had walked in it smelled nice, floral, or fruity, like a woman's perfume. Eren stopped in his tracks as he saw a blonde woman standing there, smiling. When she had turned around she looked at him. "Hi Eren" she said softly. Eren stood there shocked, why was Jeans mother here? Out of all the places she could be, she was standing there, a bright smile on her face. "H-hi Mrs. Kirstein" Eren quickly responded.
"Its not Mrs. Kirsteim anymore Eren, remember?"
Eren nodded quickly "yes I remember sorry"
In fact he had remembered, Jeans parents had split up in the middle of 6th grade. We didn't really understand why then, but when the subject came up me and Jean both had that look on our faced. We both knew, but we never admitted it. Jeans father left his mother for a younger girl. She wasn't even that pretty, but she had money, lots of it. I was surprised by this at first because Jeans mother really was a beautiful, strong, and kind woman. Although Eren was gayheI knew any slightly straight man would say she was the perfect woman. Any man to refuse her would have to be crazy.
Eren stood there like a deer in headlights as his father walked in. Grisha smiled as he wrapped his arms around Jeans mothers waist, kissing her softly. Softer than he'd kissed anyone. Now that Eren thought about it, he'd never seen his father kiss his own mother, nonetheless show her affection. It was like they stopped loving each other after they'd discovered Carla was pregnant with him. It made sense why his mother stayed with Grisha that long now. Carla only stayed to have support for her child, Eren. It also made sense why Geisha hated him, Erens existence tore them apart, to the point where they'd never be able to have the same love for each other.
"Eren" Geisha said calmly, snapping Eren back to reality.
Eren looked at him "yes?"
Grisha looked over at the Soft blonde haired woman Eren had always known as Mrs. Kirstein and smiled. "Why don't you spend the night at Jeans?" He said looking back at Eren.
Eren just looked at him surprised "Really?" He questioned.
Grisha nodded "Yeah"
"A-alright..." Eren said, taking the opportunity while Grisha was happy "Can I have my laptop back?"
Grisha frowned slightly "Sure, its in my closet with the box of pictures"
Eren quickly ran up grabbing it before walking out of the house.
As he walked down the street he thought about the possible reasons why Jeans mother was there. He didn't understand what she saw in him, other than we had enough money to support a whole family. But Jeans mother wasn't like that. She hated people who only wanted wealth, and she had a good reason to. Eren didn't understand why his father was acting so nicely towards him, just yesterday he had been threatening him. Eren wasn't used to seeing him smile, or talking so softly, or even look at him without having that look on his face, the look of disgust.
Eren wanted to be happy that his father wasn't treating him like shit but part of him hated it. He didn't understand why this beautiful, kind, and soft woman was with this plain, bitter, and harsh man. None of it made sense. Not a single bit of it.
