The Winter Project-[Levi x Eren]

Chapter Thirty-Three: Substance Abuse

Chapter Thirty-Three;

Substance Abuse:

TW:Substance abuse, Abuse, Threats, yelling

Eren's POV:

"Hey Dad? Do you mind if I borrow some money? I need it for the school field trip on Friday," I spoke to my father politely.

"What so you can go and waste it on stupid shit!" My father cusses back.

"No- I said it was for th-"

His hand lashed across my face and the rings on his fingers left a stinging pain on my face. This was the first time my father ever hit me. My eyes watered and I ran upstairs. Why had he just done that?

"Eren. Go get me beer from the store!" My father shouted up the staircase.

"But why? I'm not even old enough to buy it," I said as I approached him.

"Stop making goddamn excuses! Don't fucking talk back!" Dad started to become a rude and rough individual. He would demand I do things to him, he treated me like a slave.

The sharp edges of my dad's beer bottle came flying at me and a large piece flung into my arm. The pain was sharp and quick. My father cursed at me violently as he walked closer and closer. I was pinned up against the corner of the room with nowhere to go. Like cattle in a pen. I held up my feet in a means of defense, even though I knew that it was unlikely that it would work.

"Isn't that cute. Go on! HIT ME BACK!"

My dad unblocked his belt as I tried to run up into my room. If it weren't for the man being drunk he would've been dragged down the stairs. I ran to my closet and tried to curl myself in a ball, the footsteps only got louder. I heard my bedroom door swing open and I lost all the hope I had. The door to my closet came flying open and it hit the ground as it came off of its own tracks. He grabbed me and threw me to the ground.

"Stand up!"

I didn't move an inch.

"Are You fucking deaf!? I SAID STAND BACK UP!!"

The belt lashed my skin and I didn't care. It was bound to happen anyway so why would I try and prevent it. I was a coward.

I sat up from the sand beneath me and coughed, water spit up from my mouth. I wheezed for air and Mikasa desperately tried to make sure I was okay. My body was drenched and my throat felt dry. I had let my lungs fill with water? Before I knew it MY dad came running in and he pushed her fragile body to the side.

"You fucking idiot waste of space child!! Why did your mom think you weren't important in the first place!"

He stuck my back countless times and whipped me with a dirty stick he had found. I gasped out and whimpered as I cried to crawl away, but he kicked me before dropping the stick to the ground, now with blood soon to be staining it's tip.

"Lets go."

Armin, Mikasa, and Mom stood above me. Rain poured down on the rough pavement and a red liquid flowed with it. I looked up at them to ask them what was going on and they just smiled. They kicked me from all sides and I couldn't feel anything. Panic set in and I started to cry and whimpered. Why were they doing this? Why were they acting like dad? The environment around me changed. Now I was in a burning building. Glass shored my feet and my father stuck me with his belt. Levi smashed his knees against my face and I called out.

"Armin? Mikasa? Mom? Dad? LEVI!?" My eyes shot open.