Eren is a freshman at Attack on Titan High School for musicians. He is almost emotionless and doesn't like talking. It's Eren's first day and he is about to walk in him dorm when he sees a certain short black haired boy. Due to some things that happ...
A/N hello my fellow.......readers, umm, I will edit this during the day and when I get back from school. But by then I have probably already published this.
Edit: I am in math right now talking to a friend about emo stuff. We're supposed to do work but, who tfc.
Quiz of the chapter: what did Eren leave Levi before he went out? (Do not go back and check! Tell me in the comments ;)
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*Eren's P.O.V*
I had just finished unpacking after Levi had left. I got out my blood stained knife, and stored it in my lockable cabinet for safe keeping. As I put away my electric guitar, I got a text from Mikasa, telling me to come meet up with her and Armin. Before I left, I wrote a note to Levi telling him that I went out. The note read:
I'm going out for a while and won't be back till late, Eren
Done! I always write a note when ever I go out. My mother always did it when I was younger.
Flashback to when Eren was a child:
"Bye mother, see you later" I say, walking off to school. As I got to my class, some people walked in, as well as my father, who I hated. My father was cheating on my mother and I walked in on him and a woman. He begged me not to tell my mother, I almost did but he told me he wouldn't do it again, and me being really young, I believed him. Later when I was older, I found him again with another woman and this time I told mother. They're divorced now and everything was better, or so I thought. My father walked to me and whispered in my ear, 4 words. The 4 words I will never forget. "Your mother is dead". Those words echoed in my head, over and over again. He said it so harshly, all I did was cry. Apparently the house had collapsed and she was inside.
After that day I had to live with my father and his new girlfriend, and I hated it, everyday of my life, I hated being with them so much, I started to throw my life away by cutting myself, my father had no clue. A few weeks after I started cutting, my father decided that I should go with him to visit some patients (my father was a doctor) at their house. I didn't want to go, but I also didn't want to get beaten (my father was abusive), so I went. We silently walked to a house on a hill. Once we arrived, my father knocked on the door, no answer, so he knocked again, no answer. He tried opening it, it worked. The first thing that we saw was, 2 people lying on the floor, crimson red blood covered them both. My father ran out to go find the police. Once he left I heard a noise in the back room. I jumped a little and slowly creeped towards the room. On my way over there, I grabbed a knife from the kitchen. I quietly opened the door just enough for me to see inside. There was a young girl on the floor half asleep, with 2 middle-aged men surrounding her. I opened the door a bit more to see what was going on, and the door creaked. The 2 men swiftly turned around and one of them walked towards me.
*warning some graphic scenes in the next paragraph, if you don't like, skip*
I hid the knife behind my back as the man completely opened the door, revealing himself. He took out a knife of his own, he turned around to the other man for assurance to kill me. The man by the girl nodded and before he could turn around to stab me, I swiftly pulled the knife from behind me and stabbed the man in the heart. His eyes widened as he gasped for air, blood spilling everywhere. A bit of blood spilt on my shirt and face, but I didn't care. As the man fell to the ground, I stared at the other male with cold, lustful eyes. My stare alone could kill someone. I wanted more blood. More blood to be shed, more blood gone from someone's body. I could tell the man was scared, terrified, if that. He fell to the ground afraid of what will happen to him. I came at him with a smirk on my face that said I was exited and unafraid. I stabbed the guy once in each arm, twice in the each leg. By then he was crying, and I felt victorious. After I had my fun, I finally stabbed him in the head, ensuring his death. I took the girl outside, and to my surprise, she wasn't afraid of me. But she did look cold, so I gave her my red scarf that my mother had given me. "What's your name?" I asked. "Mikasa Ackerman" she said in a calm but slightly timid tone. My father ended up adopting Mikasa. So she is legally my sister. I hung out with her a lot after that.
One day we walking around, when we saw some punk kids beating up a young boy, around the same age as us in an ally way. Me being me, I went in to go save the kid, (honestly I wasn't sure if they were a girl or boy) I ran in and punched the one kicking them. We started fighting and we ended up winning. After, that kid (which I found out was a boy) hung out with us. His name was Armin Arlert. That's how we became friends.
I just remembered that this book also has music, so somewhere in this chapter Eren and his mother always sung together and Eren would play his guitar for his mother and she loved it.
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