Angel

Prologue pt 2

So this is part 2 of 2 lol

Warnings: Mentions of Suicide and obviously story spoilers.

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      It's been 2 years since my dad left, making me 18. Honestly the past years have been really rough. I barely make it through school each day knowing I'll come home to an empty house. Speaking of school, the final bell is about to ring, yay! Today is Wednesday, meaning I'm going to have a personal training session just so I don't forget everything my dad taught me. I think today I'll start with a warm up and then work on building up my stamina and possibly strength... RIIIIING!  My thoughts are interupted by the bell and I sit up out of my chair and strech before collecting my stuff with a sigh. My last period is art and my teacher lets us just draw whatever if we finish our current project early. I usually do and so I spend my time coming up with new designs for characters or devices. There's one design in particular that I have been working for around 2 years, since I started watching Attack on Titan. The show is one of the only things that keeps me going. However, the character's 3dmg bugs me. If they made a few simple changes, the gear would be so much quicker and versatile! I've come up with several designs to fix it but there is one I stick to the most and have developed the most. My thoughts are abruptly cut off again as I smack my face into a hard surface. A muffled "Oof!" leaves my lips. I rub my nose and groan as I realize I'm home. I've ran into my own front door. Sometimes I question just how stupid I can get. Sighing, I unlock my front door and kick off my shoes, closing and locking the door behind me. "Welp, time to train"

Time Skip

      Stretching, I sigh as I hear a satisfying pop. "That was surprisingly productive!" I say while giving myself a pat on the back. "I smell like shit though" Deciding to take a shower, I enter the bathroom and look in the mirror. My hair was all sweaty and I was still in my school clothes. I reaaally should have changed to exercise clothing before I trained. Que facepalm. I take my long (h/c) hair (sorry, I decided you have really long hair in this) out of it's ponytail and watch as it falls to below my bottom. My mother had always said she loved how long my hair was getting, like hers, and so I never cut it. Tears started to pool and the corners of my eyes and I quickly wipe them away, moving my focus to my teeth. They were freakishly sharp, similar to Grell's from Black Butler. These teeth always got me in trouble. I would always bite the other kids and the principal would call my father frantically saying "Your daughter almost bit someone's finger off!" and he would rush over to the school and scold me in front of the others but once we got in the car, he would laugh and say "Did their finger taste like ketchup?" I laughed softly at the memory before shaking my head and finally getting in the shower, the hot water washing away my worries. Long after I became a prune and the water started to turn cold, I got out. Getting dressed in my Attack on Titan pajamas and getting some snacks, I decided to just binge watch Attack on Titan again. 

Time Skip, again

      "Uuuuuugh" I groaned while looking at the clock. 6:00 am​​​​​ it read. I had stayed up till 2 am watching AoT and was now regreting it, but only slightly because let's be honest here, it's AoT. Groggily I entered the bathroom once again and looked in the mirror. My focus immediately moved to my eyes, which were red and puffy with dark circles from crying over the death of several characters. 'If I were there, I'd save so many people. Like Marco, the Levi squad and Miche and even the side characters!' I sighed, that was just wishful thinking. It's impossible to go there; this isn't some fanfiction. Turning back to the mirror I cringed. Grabbing my concealer, I covered up the bags and redness because the only bags we should have here are designer, friend. I proceeded to do the rest of my routine and head down stairs to get breakfast. 'Nice! Only 6:25!'  I could actually walk to school today. Grabbing an apple, I was out the door.