Marked With Deception (ereri)

Chapter Fourteen

~Eren's POV~

The dried blood smeared across my cheeks.

The wound beneath my eye.

The chill brushing against my exposed skin.

The muffled screams and speakers that turned into white noise.

Everything surrounding this moment vanished like he and I were the only humans on the planet.

"Levi...I missed you."

I said it because it was true. I missed the way the loose strands of his hair would sway in their own world. I missed how his fingertips were always warm to the touch when he'd hold me. I missed his need to know if I was okay.

But right now.

I was nowhere close to being okay. For fuck's sake, I was bleeding from my head. I cut him out of my life like scissors when my heart nearly depended on him.

"You missed...me?" His voice was music to my ears.

My knees sunk into the carpet underneath me. With my muscles relaxed, my back slouched looking down at the ground.

I did.

"You missed me?" He repeated louder while his dry hands clasped my forearms. His nails dug deep into the area practically making cuts.

"Yeah..." My words were merely a whisper.

"Show me."

My head tilted upwards confused. 

Show him? How...? 

His irises brought light into my darkened soul. The soul that was begging to be loved again. Or to at least feel loved, if anything.

"Show you?" I watched as he grabbed a washcloth from the cabinet beneath the sink. The running water soaked the fabric with a warm temperature after he put it underneath the silver faucet.

With a nod from him, I stared as he patted my sensitive cheeks to clean the blood off of me.

"Show me you missed me," he said with a straight face before he stopped moving. "'I missed you' are just words, Eren. You left school for two weeks, didn't call or text me, and you have the audacity to come to my party after all this time. Saying you missed me doesn't fix shit."

I was quiet.

"Eren...like...You can't just run away from things expecting everything to be normal when you come back. You hurt me."

The joy drained from my body like a punctured organ.

I hurt him...?

"But Levi—"

"Don't 'but Levi' me. Have you forgotten the words you told me the last time we saw each other? You said you were done prostituting. You said that we should end this. You said—"

"Levi please I didn—"

"DON'T say a another word. You even told me you didn't fucking love me anymore." I could hear the cracking in his voice. Yet the sound of it cracked my own heart. "Like I said, you hurt me."

"I didn't mean to," I begged holding into the leather of his jacket. At this point, the guilt was growing inside me like the plague. Consuming my vulnerability, my desire, my love. 

"Oh wow." He backed up ripping my grasp off of him. "'I didn't mean to.' Wow Eren."

My head hung low like I was being scolded by a parent. I only listened.