Is This What They Call, Love?

Chapter 5- The Hospital

Darkness, that was all Eren could make out.

She wondered if she was dead. But that couldn't be right since she could still feel pain, and surely once someone was dead they wouldn't have to suffer anymore. She couldn't remember why she was here, but there was a need to wake up that she didn't understand. An urge to see someone also struck her as odd, but also not something to question.

All she knew was that she absolutely needed to wake up.

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Levi was seated in an uncomfortable plastic chair, replaying the earlier events of the day through his head, trying to wrap his mind around his current situation.

He could see through his mind's eye as Eren turned to her house but her face had been washed of all previous amusement and instead a stony look of dread had replaced it. She had then walked up to the front door uneasily which was an odd thing considering this was supposed to be her home. The familiar feeling of dread pooled its way into his stomach. 

He watched as she attempted to open the front door but a man slammed the door open and started shouting, "What makes you think you can be late, you freak? Get in here!" the man screamed at her. Levi stood there in horror as he grabbed her by the arm in what looked to be a painful hold and then yanked her into the house, slamming the door behind him.

The feeling of fear was rapidly replaced by a tidal wave of anger. He could not believe the sheer audacity of the man. Without really thinking about what he was doing, he streaked across the lawn to the front door. Coming up to the door, Levi could distinctly hear more yelling and the sound of something hard colliding with a much more soft object, which only served as fuel to the fire of his anger. 

Slamming the door open, he could see that the man had kicked and punched Eren ruthlessly, and even more disgustingly had spat on her which wiped away even the faintest traces of restraint he may have possessed. The man turned to him in shock, giving him the split second chance to deliver a devastating punch to the temple.

The man immediately blacked out from the impact to his head from the wall, and so Levi turned to Eren, who was lying in a heap on the floor. Her arm was twisted at an unnatural angle, which worried him to no end. He could also see the beginnings of a black eye forming. If there were any other ailments, then Levi couldn't see them though several bruises were easily seen on the skin already displayed. He called her name but it appeared she had blacked out as well.

Pulling out his phone he dialed the emergency number while kneeling down beside Eren. After a couple of rings he was starting to get antsy, but he then heard a woman's voice come through the phone's speaker.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"

He rushed to explain, "My friend has blacked out from severe injuries. I have the culprit under control, but she needs immediate medical attention."

"Alright, sir, where are you?"

Levi quickly got up to look to the corner to get the street name, and then turned towards the house to get the number. He then relayed the information to the operator.

"Don't worry, sir, help is on the way, along with the police. I need you to keep me on the phone until help arrives, okay?"

"Fine."

Not wanting to jostle Eren in fear of aggravating her injuries, he instead walked through the house, looking for the garage. He found the door and walked through, beginning to search for a piece of rope or some other tool that would do the job he needed. Finding a suitable piece of rope, Levi walked back to the front of the house and tied it around the man's wrists behind his back to ensure that he would not be able to do anything. He then knelt back onto the ground beside Eren. He laid the phone on the ground and as gently as possible placed her head on his lap. For a few minutes, he gently brushed his hand over her head to offer whatever comfort he could. Eventually he could hear sirens wailing as they approached the house.