Chapter Seventeen

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~Levi's POV~

The phone line remained silent after I heard him speak those three words. 

This familiar feeling of nearly losing someone again quickly made it's way to my mind. I laid on the comfort of my bed speechless while my body had no clue of what do. 

The realization hit me when I hadn't even said a word. So out of panic my mouth blurted out any words for Eren to respond to.

"Eren? Are you there? Are you hurt? Are you home? Please answer!" 

I was only greeted by muteness and an overwhelming flow of worry. Nearly stumbling out, I bolted to Mikasa's room hoping she'd be willing to let me in. My hand reached for the doorknob and twisted it in all directions. Just my luck, the bitch had locked it. 

"Mikasa! Open up!" I belted while slamming my fist on her door.

The faint sound of footsteps was heard until I saw my 'sister' slowly open the door to relieve an aggravated expression.

"What the hell do you want?" She groaned.

"What's Eren's address?!" I demanded more than asked, "I need to get there now...I think he's hurt!"

Mikasa raised an eyebrow in confusion. We both know the past relationship between Eren and I; how it was more sexual than an actual friendship. I'm guessing she wasn't just going to hand over his address to me so simply.

She scoffed in amusement before attempting to shut the door. However, given this was a real emergency, I wasn't taking any of her shit. With my phone and keys in one hand, I yanked the woman out of her room with my free hand. I hadn't said a word while I pulled her down the stairs and out of the house.

Every step I made was fueled with impatience and an undying urge to see the boy I loved.

Practically throwing the keys at her face, I roughly ordered, "Your little bitch ass is driving me to Eren's house right now! He's dying."

The very last words I said spooked her. It finally clicked that this was serious situation and it didn't give her another second to hop in my car. Although, she wasn't the only one stressing about those words. The fact that I don't even know what happening to Eren right now is scaring me. Did a parent abuse him? Did a eat something bad? Was there a bungler or someone that hurt him? Jesus what the fuck happened to him for him to have to call me and say 'Help me'? 

My anxiety was becoming worse as Mikasa sped down the pothole-filled roads with no consideration of the speed limits. But if I were her, I'd do the same. 

Glancing down at my legs, my eyes stared blankly at my lap. My hands remained in a trembling state. Never have I ever wanted to feel something as nerve-wracking as this again. Lost in my field of anguish, my figure jumped when I heard Mikasa speak.

"So tell me what happened? You said he was dying?!" She nearly weeped.

Trying to tie the pieces together in my head, I managed to gather the courage to talk of it, "I got a call from him...and he didn't sound...alright. He was kinda of stammering, but the last words he had said to me was 'help me' and then he went silent."

I noticed Mikasa's grip tighten around the steering wheel as she remained silent. 

"W-well call an ambulance to his house then!" She finally said. 

The idea hadn't even came to mind because I was so worried to physically getting to Eren's house. 

"Well that the fuck's his address then?!" I screamed whipping out my phone as I dialed 911 with my sweaty fingertips.

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