Instead of trying to sleep, I decide to go back up to the roof.
It was peaceful the last time I went up there. Well, it was peaceful until Levi came and ruined it.
His attitude towards me has seemed to change a little. I like him a little more.
In a friendly way.
I walk up the stairs towards the roof and open the door.
I close it behind me as I see another figure sitting on the ledge.
"Hello?" I call out.
The man turns around and it's Eren. I quickly turn around and pull my hood over my head.
"F/n..." Eren calls.
I walk towards the door again, but he stops me. "F/n, wait. Come sit, let's talk."
I sigh and walk over to him. I then sit next to him and swing my legs over the edge just like I did when I was sitting with Levi.
It silent for a moment, but before he can talk, I make a decision.
"Eren, please call me Y/n," I say.
His head snaps towards me, "What? Y/n? Why? Isn't F/n your name?"
I sigh. "No... Y/n is my real name."
He furrows his brow. "Why did you lie to us... Y/n?"
I turn to him, saying, "Eren, I did a lot of things from the time I was eight until I got collected by the Survey Corps-"
"Woah, Woah, Woah, what do you mean collected?! Were you supposed to be arrested?!" Eren practically shouts.
"Oi! Shut up!" I growl.
"Sorry..."
"It's fine. You know, let me start over, giving you a short version because I don't know if I can trust you fully yet or not."
Eren turns his body so he's hugging his legs, back resting against the cement pillar. "You can trust me. I won't tell anyone. I swear on my life."
I decide to mirror his movements, thinking it would be easier to talk. I then pull down my hood, letting my loose, h/c hair out.
I look Eren in the eyes and begin telling my story. Of course, I give him the whole thing.
About how my parents treated me.
The abuse.
The neglect.
The diets.
The massacre.
The underground.
What I had done...
The murders...
Rachel.
The Scouts.
All the way up to now.
"And that's my story." I swallow, my throat's a little dry from talking for so long.
Suddenly, Eren pulls me into a hug. I hug him back and begin to cry.
I haven't been hugged in a while.
My tears escaped unwillingly, falling onto his pajama shirt. I feel bad about it, but I don't pay much mind to it. I've let so much stress get to me that I've gotten weak.
Pathetic.
I break away from the hug. "Thanks, Eren."
"For what?"
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The Strange Mystery Girl
Fanfic(Y/N) (L/N) was an ordinary girl, living in an ordinary village in Wall Sina. She loved it so much. Her school was great, and she was just a very happy person in general. Her childhood filled with imaginary games with imaginary people. And she didn'...
