Alone.

Chapter 14: Missing

He stared at him, his eyes were red, he had cried, was it Annie's father? He looked like her, but unlike his daughter, he had brown hair, but he had the same expression as her. He had bags in both his hands, he was doing the classes. Armin stepped back, imposing a safe distance between him and the man, just in case.

- Who are you? Mr. Leonhart in a calm tone.
- I ... I'm a friend of Annie, I'm worried about a car, I have not seen for several days stammered the teenager. You know where she is.
- They have the price ...
- What?
- On a ride my daughter, she ... She did not come back that day ... I called him but no answer ...
- And all this blood? Armin asked nervously.
- Do not worry, it's not Annie's ... It's mine, I drank and I hit my head, but I'm fine.
- You can not see a doctor by adding the boy seeing a bandage around the boy's skull. Did you call the police?! Armin suddenly exclaimed, completely panicked at the loss of his friend.
- Hey ... She is currently investigating. We do not want to do anything, you should go home big, I want to be alone.
- Corn ....
- I see you care a lot Annie, and I'm very happy ... May your parents worry if you do not come back, it starts to get late.

Armin was completely lost, Annie had been kidnapped? What do you mean ? Why was he not aware? Unfortunately, he could do nothing and it destroyed him from the inside, she was in danger, and he had to wait for the results of the investigation. After that, he had gone home and locked himself in his room, his parents were in complete misunderstanding. Armin had spent the evening calling Annie's cell phone, hoping she would answer, even though he knew no. He refused to believe it, not her. Then the image he had of his scarifications on his forearm, came back, why did she have that? She was not happy? Maybe from the horrible apartment she lived in? His father looked nice, he looked like he was worried when he saw her. He knew nothing, in fact he hardly knew Annie, about his family and even about her, he just knew that she had a passion for donuts, which made him smile.
The days passed and no news of Annie, Armin could not hold, he had to look for it himself, if the police was not fucked to find someone. The bell rang, announcing the end of classes and the beginning of the weekend. Armin quickly put his things under the interrogative eyes of his two childhood friends, who had not recognized him for a few days. The blond turned to the exit when a strong grip grabbed his forearm, making him turn around.

- Good, what do you have? Mikasa growled. You're weird for a few days, you refuse all the outings that are proposed to you, this girl who drives you crazy?
- "This girl" has a name, I have work, let me go.
- Armin, are we friends? Tell us what's going on, added Eren.
- I have to go simply said the blonde by removing the grip of his friend, to leave, leaving his two comrades in total misunderstanding.

Armin hurried through the crowded corridors, where students were chatting about their bus or bus, while others packed their things in their lockers. Armin avoided all the people who were blocking his way, when two teenagers questioned him:

- Armin! You are free this ...
-No," he replied in a rather harsh tone.

Armin was quite popular in this high school because he was doing weight training with Eren, and he had a "dream body". A nice revenge for his former classmates, who treated him weak during his childhood. Since he started to "carve", all the girls were suddenly interested in him, but he had one in mind right now. Once back home, Armin had clarified his ideas, Annie certainly did not want to talk to him after the discovery he had made, that would mean, that his scarifications were not made at random, they had a meaning. For that he had to know what she had experienced in the past, was it because of the time she had been assaulted in the street, and that he had come to defend her? Impossible, she already had her bandages in front arms, it was necessary to go further. Why did she move here? He had not even asked her the question, he just knew she was living in Lille before. When he had discovered the apartment in which she lived, it was awful, broken, the tapestries fell, the stairs creaked every time he stepped on it, he heard the neighbors screaming, confirming the thin walls. Armin had spent the night thinking about Annie's disappearance, but he was very worried, which prevented him from sleeping, he often got up to refresh his sweaty face after several nightmares.
"Where are you...?"