𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 + 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

06

06
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I'm a Murderer, charged for double homicide. (Pt. 1/2)
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Makes the flame burn good
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A notification popped up, out of habit, Chun-Hwa looked at it.

My Levy boy <3: hey levi ackerman here you know your patient. be there in 20.

Why... was Levi already a contact in her phone? That's strange, right?

She glanced around frantically, seeing if anyone was smiling at the sick joke they just played on her, but when she spun her head, everyone was normal.
She felt dizzy. She felt sick.

She rushed over to Erwin, her tall and smoking hot, blonde boyfriend in his commander outfit from the war. Chun-Hwa harshly tugged his arm, pulling him away from his brother. Already having bad blood, he shot her glare, that she brushed off because the panic, right now she couldn't care.

"Erwin, please, I need you right now."
Chun-Hwa whispered, keeping his brother in the corner of his eye, watching his walking to time this conversation ending as he got near.
"What is it?"

"I gave Levi my phone number so we could keep in contact about the party. He just texted me, and when he did... he comes up as if I already had him as contact in my phone."
She had the screen of the singular message from Levi on her phone, she flipped it around to show Erwin.

"What the hell, right?"
In that quick moment, where everything went from loud chatter to a small ringing noise in Erwin's ear, time stopped for him.

But Chun-Hwa seen the way his jaw clenched in anger, reading the phone, and the fear that glossed over his blue eyes.
He grabbed her phone, and before she could even process to ask him what he was doing in her mind, the phone had been smashed onto the ground.
Taking her back, she lost her train of thought, leaving her mouth open, grasping for the right words. This gave Erwin even more time, to jump in the air, and land on the broken phone with his two, heavy combat booted feet, jumping on it multiple times. Clearly he was taking his anger out on the phone.

"Erwin!"
Chun-Hwa cried, which between his boots and her cry, made everyone turn around in a circle formation, watching the couple.

"Who gives a fuck, Chun-Hwa? WHO THE HELL GIVES A FUCK!"
Erwin never screamed so loudly at Chun-Hwa in his life. It's possible, he didn't even scream that loudly during War times. It was defying, terrifying.

His voice was raw, deep, and raspy almost demonic like towards the end when he really strained his voice on the words.
He watched her almond shaped eyes swell even more, behind tears of fear, her red painted lips quivering, it broke him, but he was still in under a red world of anger.

Chun-Hwa was petrified by him in this very moment. She never seen Erwin so angry, and at something so simple. Erwin, with a glass in hand of his favourite champagne, absolutely bashed it onto the ground, right beside Chun Hwa's feet. The crowd gasped in shock.

Were the rumours true?
Was Erwin Smith, an abusive asshole?

It would be later on that night, before Erwin or Chun-Hwa would notice the glass shattered into her foot, bleeding.
For now, Erwin's shaking hands reached to his pocket, struggling to grab his wallet.
He trembled, handing Chun-Hwa a large sum of cash, his voice now also suiting his hands, shaking.
"G-go buy yourself the newest fucking iPhone, I don't give a fuck, Chun-Hwa! I don't give two singular fucks! You know he's coming in 20 minutes, there's no need for you to have your phone for the rest of the fucking night."

"Erw—"

"AND MAKE SURE YOU CHANGE YOUR DAMN NUMBER OR I SWEAR TO GOD, CHUN HWA I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU AND LEVI IN YOUR GOD DAMN SLEEP!"
Erwin boomed his voice across the entire yard, waving his finger in her face, not caring about the tears streaming down her face, ruining the makeup he had paid for to be done, earlier this evening.

With the rumours going around, that were false one hundred percent, Erwin Smith, sure wasn't painting himself in a good light in the moment.

He left after that, rushing into the house, where his brother ran after him.

Numb with the pain, she threw the cash on the ground, nearing the broken glass and broken phone.
Her heels angrily clicking against the pavement, as Erwin's mother had come up to Chun-Hwa slapping her across the cheek with as much force she could. It redden her cheek immensely upon sudden impact. Another gasp from the crowd.

"You are a pathetic low life, bitch, not worthy of my son. Be grateful you are even in his presence, you whore's child."

The elderly lady started to storm off.
Chun-Hwa was bubbling in anger, she could take this from Erwin, oh yes she could, but not from this lady nor would she be called a whore's child.

Holding onto her, now bruising and sheepishly bleeding slowly cheek, she stood out from her previous spot, watching the scrambling woman's back.

"I'll fucking kill you, you dipshit!"
She said that before, and she knew that. But where, she did not know.

Erwin's mother, simply gave her the middle finger, walking into the house.

The women watching, surrounded Chun-Hwa, strangers really, bombarding her with questions, asking if she was being abused or needed out. Some threatened to call the police.

Overwhelmed, she pushed through the people, trying to find a place to go.

She had no parents.
No siblings, at least not any that lived here.
Why was she so dependent on Erwin?

She walked around the green bushes but even then... it was all still Erwin's property.

"Why... why am I so dependent on Erwin?"

When did it start?
Why did it start?
Since high school?

It's not like she remembers much of her life anyways.

Why did Levi ask her about amnesia that day?
Chun-Hwa was overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed and getting dizzy.
Overwhelmed with thoughts.

She stopped walking.

"Do I have amens————"