Alone Again

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(A/N: This is still her past I just don't want to write in Italics anymore)

I stand in the middle of the house and my mouth is hanging open. I turn to look at Alexander when he walks in and I say, "I-I cannot accept this!"

"Come on, it's really not a big deal!"

"Yes it is," I say flailing my arms around. He thinks its not a big deal that he letting me LIVE HERE?! There is something wrong with him. Then again, I've been sleeping on the floor in ally ways for 3 years. So I take anything.

Alex shook his head. "Just, let me show you around and I'll go"

"Okay," I said. I wanted to ask where he was going, but changed my mind seeing that he probably wouldn't tell me anyway.

"So this is the bed room," he led me into a huge room with a bed in the corner and a small dresser next to it. I looked in awe as he walked away to show me the rest of the house. "So I guess that's it, I need to go now," he paused as if he was trying to find the right words to say to me next, "You won't be seeing me for a very long time."

I tried to hide the fact that I was sad about him leaving. Alexander was the first person I've trusted in years. I guess it was too good to be true. I then said, "Oh..." and looked at a wall.

"Alright," he said I looked at Alexander and he was looking at the floor. He didn't seem eager to leave either. "I just need to grab something and I'll go," Alexander then walked away and I followed him, from a distance. I guess because I was already lost and I was looking for the entrance. Alexander opened a door to a room he didn't show me and walked in. A few minutes later I walked in as well and it was another bedroom. This room had a bigger bed and a shelf next to a window with items on it. Alexander grabbed a picture frame and stares at it, me being curious, walked over to him and looked at the picture.

"Who are they," I ask walking in front of Alex. He jumped by the fact that I was there, and frantically tried putting the picture away while saying, "They're some friends."

I look at his face to realize the scar on his face. 'How have I never noticed that before?' I think to myself. I then ask, "Hey Alex? Where'd you get that scar from." I go to poke it but he smacks my hand out of the way. I laugh it off and he replies with, "Don't worry about it." I forget about him smacking me, even though a red mark was there, and ask, "What?!? Why!" I was basically trying to make him talk to me to stall time. I really don't want him to leave. He's my only friend right now.

"I don't want to talk about it," Alex said his face starting to look furious.

"Please?!?"

"NO!"

I wince and back up a bit at the yelling. I hate being yelled at. Especially by other kids, it makes me feel like I did something wrong. I look away from him and cover my mouth as I tried to calm down.

"Sorry. Please don't ask about it again," Alexander said in a calm tone. I sigh and mumble, "Okay... sorry."

"Oh. Also, do you think you could use this," I took out the gas tank from my satchel. I saw it earlier in my bag and didn't care for it. I don't think I can use it anyway. He seemed shocked at the fact that I had it. I continued, "I don't know what it is so," I handed him the gas tank.

"Yes I do need that thank you," he took it from me and I tilted my head. Why would he need it anymore then I do? I shook my head and sighed then looked back at Alexander, he was still shocked.

"Why do you seem so shocked? Do you know what it is," I ask. I then remember he had somewhere to be and I was holding him up, "You know what. Nevermind! You have somewhere to be right," I ask walking out of the room.

Alexander's face expression was no longer shocked and he nodded, "Yes."
I stretch out my hand for a handshake, "Well bye I guess," I mumbled.

"Bye," He shakes my hand and then leaves. I follow him to the entrance and watch him leave.

"Bye," I mumble as I close the door. I then open my bag and think, 'Crap. I don't have food.' I then remember. I ate it all on the way over here. I sighed and left the house. This time it was going to be easier to get away from the MP since there's a crowd.

I was walking to the food stands and opened my bag. I never saw what was under the tank, but I did now. I stood there with my mouth open and I quickly walked into an allyway.

"What the heck?! Why do I have ODM gear in my bag? That's why it was so gosh darn heavy," I mumble to myself. That's why the gas tank was in here. It was for the ODM gear.

I then heard a lot of people cheering from the other side of the allyway. I close my bag and slowly walk out of the ally to see why.

"The scouts are back," I heard someone cheer.

"How many died this time," someone scoffed.

"Less then last time that's for sure, maybe our taxes are being used for good," I heard someone else yell.

'The Scouts! They have ODM gear! I'll just give it to them,' I think to myself. I sneak around some people and try to follow the scouts.

I waited for all of the scouts to pass so I could follow them. I guess they didn't notice me following them, so I ran in front of one and yelled, "HEY WAIT!"

They looked at me and asked, "What? I have somewhere to be."

Then I remembered Alexander and gripped the strap on my bag. I suddenly felt alone, and like a burden, so I just mumbled, "Nevermind" and left. When I did i felt tears well up in my eyes, I sat in allyway and hugged my knees.

"I'm alone....again," My voice cracked as I said this and I buried my head in my knees. I thought I was finally going to have someone, but then he left. I then wiped my tears and said, "Whatever, he probably worked with the Military Police anyway." I sniffed and then scoffed. I then think, 'No that's a dumb thought. Why would he help me if he was working for the MP?'

'Knew I shouldn't have trusted him that easily,' I think to myself walking out of the ally way with tear stained cheeks. I shook my head and sniffed one more time before starting to walk back to the house. When I got there the door was open. I backed up with caution then realized that there was no one around this area. I opened my bag ready to pull out one of the blades attached to the ODM gear. I back myself up to a wall and look around. I may just be paranoid, but when you've been running from the MP for three years to get to be that way. I tighten my grip on the sword and I turn to run. I definitely CANNOT stay here anymore.

'Sorry Alex,' I think to myself running away from the house, 'Thanks though'

I guess I was alone again, I guess I was on the run again, but I've got to admit, I can't stay in one place for long. I love the rush of adrenaline from running from the MP. I love sleeping in different places. I love knocking them out, but I hate being alone. I smile and mumble, "We'll meet again, I know it" 

I start climbing on top of a rooftop and start running on the sides of them,"WHOHOO" I yell jumping on another roof.

'I'll see you later Alexander, Until then, I'll keep being me,' I think to myself jumping on another roof and almost falling off while laughing, I then just sit down on that roof and look up at the sky.

(Go read Alexander's POV kiri_is_best_boii)

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