EreMin-I'm Bi, He's Gay, I'm Trans, He Doesn't Know || Depressing ||

Why...

Opening my eyes slowly, I see nothing but a bright light.

Am I in heaven?

"He's waking up." I look to the side and see a silhouette of a man.

"Armin? Armin, are you okay?" I hear a female voice say. My mind is buzzing and I can't see much right now. Trying to comprehend what the female just said is enough for me.

"Ma'am, give him a second. Let him get back to his senses." The male.

"Oh yes, of course." The female.

After a minute or so, I'm finally able to make out a doctor on my right and the woman on my left was...

"M-mother?"

"Oh Armin, dear. Are you okay?" I see tears spilling out of her eyes, mascara running down her face.

"Mum, why are you here?" I croak out.

"Well, someone had to take you to the doctors."

Why did my mother that hates me, take me to the doctors?

"Why, mama?" I haven't used the word 'mama' since I was at least five.

"Ma'am, we're also going to need to know how he got these scars. All of them."

"It's that blasted father of his!"

"Ma'am, we're going to have to call the police. Where is he?"

"He's at home!"

"Okay, Ma'am, calm down, please.
Nurse, call the police over to the hospital please. Bring them straight to this room and they can take the woman out for questioning."

"Yes, sir."

"Also, Ma'am, we've also come to realise during the scans and blood tests, that your son-"

"Is a girl, yes I know."

"Okay, Ma'am."

"Mama, what's happening?" I'm so confused right now, I feel like crying. Oh wait, I am crying. With everything that happened from Eren saying he loves me to my father cutting me to here. Everything's just a blur and it's really irritating, to be honest.

"Oh honey, shh. Don't cry. I love you, darling." She gently strokes my cheek. This reminds me too much of what happened with Eren. "Sir, can I please have a moment with my son?" The doctor nods and steps out the room. "Darling I always knew that man was taking it too far. And..." Her voice gets croaky as a tear falls. "And... I-I couldn't do anything to help." My mother was full on crying now. "I'm really sorry. Though I know you won't be able to forgive me."

A couple minutes pass as I let my mother cry on my shoulder as she mutters 'I'm sorry' over and over.

"Mama." I finally say.

"Yes dear?"

"Please stop. I'm really confused right now." I admit. "A lot happened last night and now everything's building up and up and I'm really confused. I mean, I can barely comprehend words."

"Oh of course, darling." She strokes my cheek again. "Just know that I really love you." I nod, not really knowing whether I believe her or if this is just a plan not to get herself arrested. "Also, you say last night." I nod again. "Honey, what you thought was last night was two weeks ago."

x-X-x

[Three days later]

As usual, I keep my head low as I trudge through the school. But this time, I'm in a lot more physical and mental pain.

~Two days earlier~

"YOU STINKING BASTARD! WHY'D YOU CALL THE POLICE?!" Mother and I just walked back into our house. "AND WHY'D YOU TAKE THE ASSHOLE TO THE HOSPITAL?!" My father slaps my mother and drags me by my hair to the ground then steps on my stomach, hurting my wounds.

"GET OFF HIM!" My mother yells. "YOU'RE HURTING HIM!" He slaps her again.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He pulls out a gun and holds it to her forehead as she lays helplessly on the floor. "One more word and I swear," He loads the gun, "you wont be bale to watch your asshole daughter grow up." I watch as mothers face reddens and she shakes in fear.

"He's our son." She spits.

Next thing I know, there's a loud bang and blood everywhere.

~Present~

Tears threaten to spill from my eyes as I remember everything that happened.

Why? Why did she have to speak? Why couldn't she have waited a bit longer?

Why didn't I do anything?

~Two days earlier~

Men burst through the door and hold up guns to my father. They tell him to drop his weapon and he does.

"Why were you two in front of us? You should've waited for the police before going back home." One of the men says to me.

"Please, sir," I squeak, "I'm done with the 'why' questions." Tears roll down my cheeks and the police man just stares unknowingly at me. He eventually begins to pat my head and tell me it's okay. "Why did she die?" I whisper. "Why didn't I do anything?!" I scream.

Again with the 'why.'

"Son, if you did do anything, then we would've walked through this house with two shot people." The man explains. Without a second thought, I grab the man and tightly wrap my arms around him, burying my face in his chest.

Even the simple gesture of him patting my head made me feel better. I never really got anything like that. But, none of it compares to what Eren made me feel.

~~~

"Armin?" I turn around and see Mikasa detach herself from a conversation with another blonde. "Armin, omg!" She runs up to me and traps me in a hug. I don't move. "Where have you been?" She grabs my shoulders and looks deep into my eyes.

Have I ever mentioned that I never lost my crush on her?

I don't answer her and just continue walking until someone roughly grabs my shoulder and shoves me back, I'm met face to face with the blonde girl.

"Oi, she's talking to you. Answer her questions." She spits.

"Annie, it's fine." Mikasa whispers.

"Babe, I'm not going to let him tre-"

"Annie!" The so called Annie stops talking and I continue walking.

Babe? Hm...

That's when I notice Eren walking the opposite direction.

"Eren?" He keeps his head hung. "Eren." I say again, thinking he can't hear me. He continues walking past me as if I don't exist.

Just like it used to be.

Before I walk off, I hear Annie say; "What is it with people ignoring each other now?"

Oh, Annie. If only you knew.

Okay, I just started high school and classes have started as well and I'm stressed about everything a lot so sorry if I don't update regularly.

Here's one just before I have to leave.