Blinded By His Words

*Blinded by love: Thirty*

It's so cold. Yet I'm really warm. 

Erwin's arms are wrapped around my waist, and my body tiredly leans into his. It's such a chilly night, but our surrounds make this all worth it. Stars twinkle above, the full moon reflecting on the calm flowing water before us. 

We're both sat, side by side, on a small hill before the ocean. Ripples appear every now and then, a few ducks float by as well. It's near to 10.pm at night and me and Erwin look like idiots sat out on the wet ground. 

"It's so... pretty." I whisper, smiling dreamily. "Why haven't I come out here more often."

The stars watch down on us, each star representing someone I lost  over-looking me. It gave me a peaceful, loving feeling, and with Erwin being my radiator, I didn't want it to stop.

"It is, isn't it. Maybe this will be something we do more then?" He offered.

Nodding with a yawn, he pecked the top of my head and allowed me to rest my head on his shoulders. Eye's over looking the ocean, the moon-light beamed on us both; just like something that would happen in a fairy-tale.

A never ending fairy-tale.

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Time was going by so fast, yet so slow. Jean called saying they were going into interrogation to tell the police about exactly what happened, while me and Grisha searched on.

The factory had lots of cops security the place from night-time explorers and reported of no one sighted. Grisha, knowing his way around the place, said the closest place from here was the garages. He explained that he owned one, one filled with all his wife's old things. But he only opens it on her birthday to 'pay his respect'. However, her birthday hasn't get happened; meaning he hasn't get been inside.

I asked if Eren knew of this place, but he explained that he'd stayed quite about it; wanting Eren to see it all himself when Grisha passed on. Something for him to remember and cherish. I told him I thought it was a nice idea, he seemed to appreciate the fact that I agreed.

The drives was fifteen to twenty minutes, and even though Grisha was freaking out the whole journey, I stayed calm. Knowing one of us needed to stay positive, and that was obviously me.

Repeating the fact that I knew Erwin and that he's incredibly thick seemed to calm Grisha slightly. The fact is, I might of been saying all these supportive things to him, I was freaking out inside.

I felt like throwing up. I was light headed and dizzy. I didn't know Erwin. Not at all. He's a changed man and who know's what he's capable of?

Marco called again. I switch him onto speaker. "The police called up the station from our town," he begins, "From what I heard, Erwin's workers found him acting a bit odd. Jittery and out of it." I questioned him what their action plan was, he sighed. "They say that they're going to call you the C.C.T.V people and search the cameras all over town. If we get anything I'll phone back."

Thanking him and hanging up, Grisha shook his head. "I can't lose him," he mumbled, "not like I lost his Mum."

"And you won't," I assured, looking ahead. "He'll be around here somewhere; trust me." 

Grisha's eyes were bloodshot and teary, and I could only hold myself back from being the same. I lost both parent's at such a young age. It scarred me for life. For a man to lose his wife and son, I could only hope for the best.

I didn't want him to go through the same as me. So reminding myself of what a such strong spirit Eren was, I had confidence he was still fighting.

"We're here," Grisha's trembling voice announced.