I'll Be Home For Christmas

I'll be home for Christmas Chapter 1

Hey guys first ever fanfiction!! Tell me what you think!  I'll try to upload it as much as I can but I have two honors classes so we will see what happens.  And I do not own attack on titan or the characters.  And if you read this and it seem like i took your idea IM SO SORRY!! you can say you inspired me.  If you dont want me to use your idea dont worry i can change it just message me. Anyway enjoy guys....I hope you guys have the feels!! ..........................oh and one more thing I did this fanfic because I drew my friend this picture for christmas and so I decided to make a story out of it anyway ENJOY!!

Chapter 1

It has been five years since Marco died and I don’t know how I was able to handle it.  I guess when you face death and try to escape it almost every month memories fade.  But my freckled boy will never leave my memories.  I love him too much to let him go.  I still remember the day he died and his torn up body will never leave my head. 

We had just come back from a mission from outside the walls and the wagons are full of bodies, or what is left of them.  No matter how long you have been in the military, you can never get use to the rotting bodies and body parts.  As we slug through the gates I put on my cape knowing everyone still thinks we are a loss cause.  I look over and see Eren and Levi in a wagon discussing something I don’t know and I don’t care…  I gave up caring a long time ago.  I look up.

“Marco… someday ….you better be waiting because someday I’ll be with you” 

“Don’t say that…..you will live”

 I’d turned around and all I see is depressed soldiers not going to say a thing.  I turned back then I’d smelled something familiar.  I recognized the smell… it was so sweet and it brings back memories.  It smelled like him.  I choked back a few tears.  Why now…why here?  I don’t know but Marco is all I can think of right now.

Levi pronounced to us all that we will go home in time for the holidays… worst time of the year for me.  It just brings back Marco’s presence and it’s as if he just died all over again.  I go back to my bunker and pack some things; toothbrush, razor, brush, and my key…his key.  Since I didn’t really had much of a place Marco insisted I would move in with him.  Yeah he gave me a key but I use his.  I’m just a bastard hanging onto the past.  I guess I have nothing left but the past.

“You know you have more Jean”

I was alone in that bunker and no one is here; they all left celebrating.  I turned around and no one is here as I thought.  It finally happened I have lost my mind.  I finish packing and go to my … our… apartment.  Not a bad place; I have a great view, a bed and food.  I sit down on the couch just thinking.  Maybe this year I should visit him.  I know he would be happy to see me and so I tell myself I’ll visit him on Christmas day.  I make myself some coffee and just watch the sun going down.  That’s something Marco and I would do.  I guess old habits die-hard.  I sigh just thinking about him and his body and how it was destroyed.  Then his funeral … I still have his bone shard I know it’s weird but I made his bone into a necklace.  There was a hole in his bone anyway and so I just added the chain and I have had it ever since.  I took out the necklace from under my shirt (I wasn’t going to let anyone else see or they would had put me up as crazy and fragile.)

“Jean, I love you”

“What?”  I have doubts but maybe, since I’m going crazy, maybe … It’s Marco.

“Marco?  Are you home?”  This started to bring tears to my eyes.  The voice was definitely Marco’s but Marco is dead how is he here?

“Jean? “  He started to become clearer.

“Marco?”

“Hey” Then nothing could have prepared me for what came next.

Hey guys so what do you think so far?? Comment and rate Please!! next chapter will most likely be up tomorrow im working on it now. I just realized about my title....oops oh well its call I'll be home for Christmas thanks for reading!!