ᵀᴴᴱ ᶜᵁᴾᶜᴬᴷᴱ ᴰᴱᶜᴼᴿᴬᵀᴼᴿ (Ereri)

Chap. 24 Saving Death

Eren didn't take her hand and just slowly scooted away. His face for once was a hard cold stare as he clenched his fists. "I can drive myself home or call a taxi. You should head home." He said seriously, his body trembling of her reaction as Eren took a deep breath and slipped from the cold and hard rock like bed onto the cold cracked tile floors.

The rain now pelted against his window and he attempted to keep his composure, not wanting to hear the thunder so focused and tried to zone in on his mission. On what Mikasa's reaction.

She just smiled which scared Eren. It made him honestly uncomfortable as he took a few steps towards the window. Mikasa looked as if she was regaining her mental state and giggled quietly. With every step she took closer to her younger brother was one step he took back.

When Eren ran out of space and his body was pressed against the glass he noticed Hanji in the parking lot, being beaten by security. She was huddled in a ball in the pelting rain, barely being able to see her but only knew it was here was because of her bright radish brown hair and bright purple sweater she wore.

That's how he finally lost it, punching Mikasa so hard that he actually made her fall in pain. He immediately began to stumble over her to get out of the room, shaking and crying as thunder was heard threw the building.

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Levi's unconsciousness

My mind still wanders. I feel as if I'm running. Running a race I'll never win. The demons screaming for me to fall and come to the side where they persuade me to have a glass of water. Where they say it'll be better and more peaceful. But lap after lap I continue to run, struggling yet I persevere. You honestly believe I'm fucking giving up now? After all that's happened in my damn life? The demons think they can hold me down with their chains of sorrow and misery because I know they enjoy company but I'm to strong for voices like them. I need to keep running threw this nightmare called my life. I don't understand what is real or fake yet I know this is not reality. I know what happened to me, right before I came here, running. I remember looking at Eren one last time before he collapsed followed by me. I remember the tears and the sudden sorrow.... I wish he was the prize at the end of the race. To wake up and have him sitting at my side holding my hand. For some odd reason I feel as if he is here. I've learned so much from the running and I know one day I'll see that winning line and I'll see him again. I even feel a presence. Or I may be imagining things... but I hope he's the one next to me. My hand feels warmer and I hope it's me slowly waking instead of me slowly dying. I don't think I'm ready to die, even though I've tried several times to do so. I just don't think this is the time for me to go. I need him. I need to at least see him one last time. Before I go wherever Death takes me... I want to kiss him one last time. I want him to laugh at my cleaning jokes again. At least one last time. Please... I want to see him one last--- then I heard it. Thunder... I need to get back. I stop running on the bumpy uneven cement track. My bare feet raw by what seemed to be years running. My heart pounds quicker and quicker as I look for a door, an exit, anything. I need to help him. He's scared of thunder. No torture is worse than seeing him cry. I need to wake up. Wake up. WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!

Levi's eyes hesitantly open, they drift to who was holding his hand. Expecting Eren yet only to see Erwin.

God help me.