I Just Want To Hold You

Chapter 1

Eren's POV*

He kneeled on the ground in this white room void of anything else but us while a piano played some sad song like this was a cutscene to a game. His raven black hair was cut short in an undercut that framed his hooded steel grey blue eyes which stared down at the ground like he was looking at something hidden from this place and my own eyes. The green cloak covering his back held the same different colored intersecting wings along with splatters of blood.

"Who are you?" I tried to talk but my voice sounded garbled like I was underwater.

I think he heard me because the man turned to face me. "You know who I am, Eren."

I tried to ask him what he meant but the pure white void started to dissolve around us, uncovering my ears and tail while shrouding the man in his green cloak. "Wait!" I tried to scream but it felt like I was drowning.

"Wake up slime!" A voice screamed in my ear.

I awoke on my mattress to Joff (Josh?) Pouring ice cold water on me, soaking my sensitive snow white ears while drenching my skeletal body and ragged clothes. I tried to lift myself up but I was so damn weak, Joff (John?) grabbed me by my shoulders and ripped me off my mattress then stood me on my feet. "You got school in an hour, make yerself presn'able." He barked with his large under bite of gnarled yellow teeth. He's about 7'3 with a hunched figure and enormous beer belly, he always wears this sweaty grey shirt underneath his foul smelling apron that is covered in grease and old animal blood from the butcher shop next door. Though he looks like an idiot with his three strands of hair, he's still a smart bastard.

I bit back the profanities I wanted to scream at him and made my way to the bathroom where I washed up with the tiny drop of soap we're allowed to have for a day then put on my "health suit". The "health suit" is a flesh colored jumpsuit that gives the illusion that I'm well fed and not a pile of bones with skin cells holding hands to keep me from falling apart into a heap of bones and skin. I looked at myself in the mirror then applied the water proof nude colored foundation to give my pail sand brown skin the natural Caribbean glow it had lost over the two years of living in this cramped house full of other kids of varying ages.

Once the illusion was completed I grabbed my tattered bag that was once a back pack from when I was in preschool and started walking out the door to meet my friends Jean and Marco at the bus stop. I tried to pull a smile but my body was so weak that I could only smile with my eyes. I think they know what goes on in that house but are just choosing not to talk about it.

"Hey, Eren!" The dual colored golden retriever inu wearing jeans and a "Fuck your selfie" printed red T-shirt and brand new sneakers waved at me. His freckled Jesus rottweiler companion flashed me a smile that glowed like the heavens. He was wearing a black muscle shirt and dark green shorts.

I tried to run up to them but the best I could do was a sickly trot.  After a few near-stumbles, I finally caught up to them but I was wheezing like I had run a marathon.

"Out of shape, Jaeger?" The retriever snickered.

"Fuck. You. Horse. Face." I wheezed out between pants with my hands on my knees, my lungs felt like raisins that were slowly being inflated while my heart pounded painfully against my ribs threatening to split them apart. I clutched my chest in pain, trying to calm my heart rate before my ribs did split open.

"Eren, you okay? Whoa, you look like shit. Marco, catch him-"

I didn't hear the rest of what he said because my heart had stopped. "Eren, remember to follow the wings to find your freedom." His voice from my dream said in my head and my heart.