Fall (Ereri)

Chapter 6

        Levis door creaked open slowly open inviting Erwin in. Levi glanced at me as he shut the door quietly, his face still looked emotionless. 

 I didn't want to believe that was the truth, but the fact that he invited Erwin over, and looked at me as if I were nothing told me right away; he didn't care about me. It made me feel physically and mentally sick. I stood there staring at his door, letting a void consume me. The hallway was faintly lit up by one lonesome light in the middle of the hall and the sunset peeking through the window at the end of it.  There used to be two lights at one point, but one of the bulbs burnt out.

        "You gonna get my phone?" The awkward silence was broken by the horses neigh.

        I turned around to see Jean crossing his arms and smirking at me. With that stupid smirk on his face I knew he was gonna say something cocky. "I'm gonna smack that smirk off your face! why are you here?"

        He chuckled a bit before replying with "It doesn't take that long to go into my apartment, go to the kitchen table and grab an iPhone... wait! Are you jealous of Erwin fucking Levi? I can hear them from my apartment sometimes.. oh man! you live beside him! lucky you!!"

        My jaw dropped, I didn't think Jean would say something like that. I fire began within me, filled with anger. I wanted to hurt him for even saying Erwins name. He made it sound like Erwin just wanted Levi for sex; Levi was simply just his toy. Although he was probably right.  It wasn't fair to Levi,  wanting to love someone, only for them to use you as a toy.

        "Uh... Eren.. Jean? are you guys alright? Ymir and Historia walked right past you two, and you didn't even notice them"

        Marco broke the intensity that filled the hall. Jean and I nodded, "Yeah it's all good." Marco smiled,"alrighy then, Jean get your phone and I'll introduce yumikumi to Eren!" I didn't really think that Marco was capable of making names for couples. I walked away from Jean with Marco back into my apartment, in the living room sitting on one bean bag was two girls. One of them had freckles and brown hair, and even sitting down, looked much taller than the girl she was sitting beside.  The other girl was a cutie with blonde hair, blue eyes, and much more feminine than her partner. The blonde smiled and waved, "Hi! my name is Historia, and this is Ymir."

        I nodded and smiled, "Im Eren. Nice to meet you."

        The next half an hour was just the girls, Marco and Jean chit chatting about how their day went and questioning when Reiner and Bertholdt are are gonna get here. Soon enough they showed up. Bertholdt was fucking tall with brown hair and really sweaty.  Reiner was macho man, blonde short hair, big nose. We introduced ourselves and continued chatting. Turns out Ymir, Bertholdt and Reiner are all going to law school. Historia, Marco, Jean and I are all taking art.

        The pizza came and gone. It was late and everybody was heading back to their apartments, leaving me alone. Although I was alone, I didn't really feel like it, I was happy that had just made probably more friends than I knew what to do with. 

Except Jean, he was hate at first sight. Marco was a great guy, Ymir can be a little bitchy at times, Historia is adorable,  Bertholdt always looks nervous,  and Reiner was obviously hitting on Historia,  and Jean was still an asshole. I think I could get along with most of these people.

        As the night closed in my mental state continued to drop drastically. Sleep was begging for me to use it. 

 The time was slowly getting closer to midnight. I stood outside on my balcony,  admiring the city lights. It was cold, but my body ignored it. I grasped the railing tightly, the frost that coated it stung my hands, I didn't mind. I looked down, a snowy street lit up by the streetlights. A question crossed my mind; what if I was to.. fall? I had no reason to think such a thing, but yet it still crossed my mind.  It's almost like a voice was quietly ringing inside my head telling me to crawl over the rails and let go. I gripped the rails tighter at the thought of me falling.