Jeans POV
I-is that marco my sweet freckled friend left to rot on a side street like he's worthless. I knew something happened to him. A nurse comes to me and asks me who he is, I-It can't be marco he... "Marco Bodt" the minute I say his name it's confirmed, I realise what has happened, my best friend is gone. I'll never see his sweet smile, we will never lay on the roof and talk about our lives, reveal our secrets again. Why did he go, why couldn't I have died instead of him, marco didn't deserve that he was so kind and what am I? A selfish asshole that's what, it's my fault marcos dead, he took that damn titan off my back. I swear I can hear marco 'Jean I'm here, I'm right here, I'm alive" I quickly turn and look where the noise came from but no one is here, I must be imagining it, marco why.
I feel my legs wobble and next thing I know I'm on my knees next to Marcos body, I reach over and close his eyes-I mean eye, I know I cant stay here long, I must keep helping recover body's but I stay as long as I can holding his now stiff hand "marco I'll join you soon i promise... I promise" I whisper while softly rocking back and forth " I love you" I whisper also most whimper inches from his body, I'm surprised by it I don't know why. I've told marco I loved him before he's like a brother but this time, this time it was different
"Hey jean! We need some help over here" a soldier shouts to me. "Bye my friend" I brush marcos brown hair out of his face then stand up and whip the tears from my cheeks.
((Writers note: sorry this Chapter is so short, I have a lot going on, I'll update hopefully by New Years))
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Marco- a titan shifter
Fanfiction((Just a story to help cope with my freckled Jesus's death)) oh and it's gonna be a jeanxmarco because jeanxmarco gives me happiness