The Winter Project-[Levi x Eren]

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Christmas

Chapter Twenty-Nine:

Christmas

Narrator's POV:

When Eren woke up on Sunday, it had already become early afternoon, yet he still felt drained. The pain was back again and so was his depressed attitude. He walked down into the kitchen only to be shocked to find his father asleep in the living room, sitting in his worn down chair. Heavy snores left his mouth and a half empty beer bottle dangled in his hand. Beer bottles. The tall boy did his best to ignore his hungover father and he pulled out a water bottle and some strawberries out of the fridge. Eren didn't waste time, he quickly headed back upstairs and was as silent as he could possibly be.

He was now full of fear, and was scared to see what could happen. The boy tried pushing those thoughts out of his head, and once he ate up he grabbed the bag of Levi's things and read the car instructions. He managed to lock himself in the bathroom and was now patching himself up and thinking back to how Levi had done this. He questioned how Levi knew so much about treating wounds, and getting rid of blood. He most likely would never get the answer. Most things would have to remain unanswered.
Eren was having a hard time accepting that Levi had beat him, and in every which way he turned he would find an excuse. He had no clue what was going on with himself. He was fearful of Levi yet he just wanted to be with him again..? "What the hell is wrong with me!" Eren yelled and covered his mouth directly after. This was a mistake. He heard his dad shuffle up the stairs and swung open Erens door.

"Hey...dad." Eren grumbled as he looked over at his father who was now leaning on the weak wooden door frame.

"About time you interacted with me-" His dad said calmly and shifted his weight," "Stop screaming, it makes you an annoying little shit." These words no longer affected eren, and they didn't hurt as much as they used to. Eren didn't respond. He just let the old man leave. He didn't want to be around him, and the fact he had to call him dad made Eren cringe. Today was christmas.

There was no tree up, no presents from his dad, no merry christmas I love you. "Was there anyone who actually loved me.." Eren thought to himself as he reached over and pulled out the two boxes he had been handed the day before. He opened the small one first, tossing the wrapping paper in the small garbage can. He opened the white box to reveal a thick book on the ocean, and beside the newest Line Of Duty shooter game. He held it out in front of him and smiled. "Thanks armin," Eren whispered. 

He set the small box aside and took off the paper to the large one. He slid open the other white box and pulled out a simple black v-neck t shirt and a pair of grey jeans. A small note was attached.

It's small, and simple I know. But I know you like things simple - Mikasa

"Thanks," the boy whispered one more time before texting them to give his actual thanks, and to say merry Christmas. He didn't want to do anything. He was still in pain and was hating his gut. A deep part of him just wanted to crawl away and die in a ditch, and the other ... well it wanted to go back to Levi, but he knew he couldn't. He just wanted to sleep it all away. The pain, the anger, the sadness. All of it. He didn't understand anything, and he couldn't until he knew the truth. Waiting was going to be hell.