My Titan Boyfriend

Chapter 5

"Disgusting beast!" I yelled, slitting the throat of another titan.

"Do you have to hurl insults at it? I'm pretty sure it can't hear you!" Reiner said.

"Shut up!"

"You and Eren are perfect for each other. You both have anger issues."

"Dumbass." I mutter under my breath, carving into the neck of another titan.

"Don't pay any attention to him, Stormer. Just focus on the task ahead." Mikasa advised me.

"Thanks for the advice."

"I got this one!" My boyfriend shouted, running alongside me towards the titan in front of us.

"No, I got this one." I corrected Eren.

"In your dreams." He smirked playfully.

"I'll get it since you two are too busy fighting over it." Annie said, running past us.

"Buzzkill!" Eren shouted after her.

"Found another one!" I called out, heading towards the beast between the roof I was on and the one across from it. "Gotcha, you little bastard." I muttered, flying towards the titan.

"Thomas!" Someone screamed, making me freeze in my tracks, my swords in hand. Thomas screamed in terror as the titan held him above its gaping mouth.

"NO!" I yelled as Thomas disappeared down the titans' throat with one fluid motion.

"I'll teach you to kill my friends!" Eren screamed, charging towards the beast.

"Eren, stop!" Armin yelled. I watched in horror as my boyfriend slid into the beast's mouth.

"Stormer, don't even think about it." Mikasa grabbed my arm.

"I have to do something! I'm not gonna let him die!" I shouted, flying towards the gigantic beast and sliding into its gaping mouth.

"Stormer? What the hell are you doing?" Eren asked me.

"Saving your life." I replied, holding out my arm. "Now grab on."

"No."

"Babe, I am not losing you."

"I said no!"

"Armin! Help me!"

"Dammit, don't drag him into this!" He reached out and rested his wet hand on my cheek. "Listen to me. I'm not gonna make it out of here alive."

"Eren, stop it."

"Would you just listen to me for once in your life?! I'd rather be the one slipping down the throat of a titan than it being you. If it means losing my life to keep you alive then I'd gladly take that risk. I love you Stormer, and I never wanna lose you." Eren slipped the key pendant he wore around my neck. "I want you to keep this safe for me." I opened my mouth to say something, but he smothered it with a kiss.

"She's still in there!" Someone yelled from outside.

"Well then go get her! We've already lost one, and we're gonna lose another pretty soon! Levi would kick our asses if Stormer died!"

"I don't wanna let you go."

"Alright, we gotta get you out of here." Jean grabbed me and slung me over his shoulder.

"No! I'm not ready yet!" I said, hot tears streaming down my face.

"Jean. Take good care of her." Eren said.

"I will." Jean carried me to a rooftop where I watched, horrified as Eren was swallowed, never to be seen again. Crawling to the edge of the roof, I leaned over and emptied the contents of my stomach onto the pavement below while Armin screamed bloody murder in the background.

This is a bad dream. I'm gonna wake up any second, and I'll be laying next to Eren, just like normal. I thought, staring at the ground underneath me.

"Stormer? Are- you okay?" Armin cautiously asked me.

"Fuck no, I'm not okay!" I shouted, getting to my feet. "I just watched the love of my life get eaten by a fucking titan! Why the hell would I be okay?!"

"I'm sorry!" Armin's voice cracked as he backed away from me. "I was just wondering because I saw you throwing up!"

I stood there in silence before I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "This is hell!" I cried.

"Yeah, no arguing there."

"I'll take her, Armin." Jean offered, lifting me into his arms again.

"I don't wanna live anymore." I whispered.

"Shh. You're gonna be okay." Jean rubbed my back as he took me back to the group.

"What's with her?" Levi asked him.

"She's traumatized at the moment, Captain."

"She can walk back to base camp."

"I'm not so sure. She just threw up."

"It doesn't matter. Let her move."

"Yes sir." Jean pulled me to my feet and squeezed my hand before moving along.

"Let's go!" Levi called.

"Do you need to sit down, Stormer? You don't look so good." Sasha told me, a worried expression on her face.

"I'll be fine." I said before falling face first into the dirt.

"Jean!"

"I'm on it." I was lifted into his arms once again and we continued walking. I felt completely numb once we got back to camp.

"I'm going to bed." I said to nobody in particular. I couldn't sleep when I got in bed; my mind was stuck on Eren. Lifting the key pendant from my chest, I stared at it, his words echoing in my head. If Levi dies, you've got two best friends and a supportive boyfriend. "Yeah, but my supportive boyfriend is gone now." I said to myself.

"Stormer?" Mikasa poked her head in through the door.

"Yeah."

"Are you okay? I heard you talking to someone in here."

"I'm fine, I'm just talking to myself." I replied, looking up at her.

"I feel really bad about what happened to Eren. I'm just trying to stay strong. That's what he would've wanted us to do."

"Yeah, definitely." I was trying to hold back tears at this point.

"Okay. I'll talk to you later or something." The door shut, leaving me alone again.

Why'd you have to die? Out of all of these other people, it had to be you.

"Hey." My cousin said out of nowhere.

"What do you want?"

"Just thought I'd check on you."

"How sweet." I bitterly replied.

"I know you're sad."

"Sad? I'm fucking traumatized!"

"I just wanted to see if you're doing okay."

"I'm fine. It's pretty fucking obvious, Levi."

"You don't look fine."

"That's because I'm not! Can you just-." I motioned at the door. "Just leave me alone?"

"Okay, fine. You can't lay around moping for the rest of your life, Stormer. You're not getting out of fighting tomorrow either."

"Are you serious? You expect me to fight after what happened? I can't do this!"

"Yes you can. If you fought against me for a stuffed animal and won when we were six, then you can sure as hell fight against a titan."

"It's not the same thing, dumbass." My response was muffled with my pillow.

"Maybe it isn't. But I know you're capable of fighting."