You know that feeling where you run and your lungs hurt? Your breath gets caught in your throat and you feel as if you'll explode. Running to be on a team and running for your life is a different scenario.
It was sunset, December 12th 2024, my family held a high cooperation of a mafia, finally, our enemy won and wiped my parents out, as i ran down the busy streets of; "Watch out kid!" Or "Stop that boy!!" I ran.
I ran and screamed for help.
No one would look at the messy haired short brunette, with no coat on and screaming for help at the top of his lungs.
I had came home from school. I was late returning due to a club i was in. I opened the door with a smile.. soon fading to a petrified look of my parents getting stabbed and my mother yelling at me to run.
So that's what i did.
I felt warm tears run down my cold cheeks and it stung. But it didn't matter, not at that moment in time. I watched adults give me weird looks as i ran, only looking at them for a split second. I saw my breath turn into a cloud and float off.
Her words echoed in my head.
Run.
I ran and ran till i met a warm chest.
"You need to be careful." He held me for a split second before i looked up at the man who had caught me moments before, short black hair, strong jaw, ice blue eyes that held my gaze.
"Sir.. please help me.. my.. my.. my parents... stabbed.. dead.. help.. begging.." i was panting between each breath as the man understood me. He had nodded, and pulled out a cell phone, as he did this i looked into the crowd and trying to spot the men who was hunting me down, not to be seen.
I heard him mumbling into the phone. "Yeah, shut up Hanji, just come get the boy and get him to safety." He tapped the phone and placed it back into the comfort of his pants pocket. He turned to me before talking. "What's your name?" I tried to regain my breath as i panted out; "Eren.. it's Eren Jaeger.." the man smiled softly with his reply. "My names Levi. Nice to meet you Eren. I have a close friend of mine coming to get you and take you to her house, don't worry. I'm going to call the cops and get them over to your house as soon as possible. Trust me on this Eren." I watched his eyes to try and see if there was any lie. None found, so i nodded and watched him take his coat off and wrap me in its warmth before we waited in silence for his friend to come rescue me to a place of warmth."Thank you.. i screamed for help and no one looked.. no one listened.." i watched cars pass and the snow fall onto the road, before melting or getting ran over.
"That's society for you. People don't get involved with how the mafia's run the government."
I watched him pull out a cigarette, lighting it, and inhaling the drug.
"You know those can give you lung cancer." I whispered.
"Maybe a slow death is what we're all wanting."
Silence fell upon us like sleep, slowly, then all at once.----×----
A taller brunette had picked me up and took me to a cafe, her name was Hanji. Underneath her glasses she looked tired, i could see her bags no matter how hard she attempted to hide them. She led me to a small booth in the back and sat across from me, pulling out two menus from the holder before sitting one in front of me.
"This place happens to be a favorite of mine.. my go to place." She smiled. Looking at the menu displayed open on the table. "You can order whatever you want Eren, you know we are only here to help you." She looked back at me. "I know that we may seem off and we just met, but we work for a good cause. We will figure out who killed your parents and put them behind bars." A waitress came and smelt of smoke. "Hello, my name is Ymir and I'll be your sever, what would you like for drinks today?" She didn't seem too happy about her job. "I'd like lemonade please.." i whispered and she wrote it down. "Coffee. Extra milk no sugar." The waitress walked off before Hanji began tapping her fingertips on the marble table."Eren, in case if you didn't know, we are a type of Mafia. We over rule the government with whatever we do and police cannot get involved unless its medically if the Mafia has relations to the problem." I felt my heart race. "Di..d you kill my--" she had cut me off. "No Eren, like i said before; we work for a good cause. We'll find the men who killed your parents. We promise. But you need to trust me and Levi. Can you do that?" I looked at her eyes, brown and a mix of gold before I nodded. She gave me a gentle smile. "Thank you."
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FanfictionEren Jeager, the son of the famous Mafia boss Grisha Jeager, had come home one afternoon to find his parents getting viciously murdered. The boy didn't know what else to do but run and scream for help though most strangers ignored him. The country w...