"Oi Dipshit ""Ymir?" Historia's voice was so weak that it broke Ymir's heart. "Y-you can't be here–" "You know her?" Rod growled, tightening his grip on her wrist and making Historia release a pained whimper.
Ymir saw red.
" Fucking let go of her !" She snarled . "Or I swear to fucking god I'm sending this picture to the police right now. And just so you know, it's a pretty clear shot of your shitty face." Rod looked at Ymir again his lips pursed together and his eyebrows up in a surprised and shocked expression.
Ymir took a step forward to break Historia loose from his grip by force, but a moment later he finally let Historia go. Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto them, her free hand immediately going to her very red wrist, rubbing it. Rod inhaled deeply, his fists clenched together and shaking. Then, his grip loosened, and he opened his blue eyes with a much calmer expression.
"Ymir , right?" He asked softly, a tone that really freaked the blonde girl out deeply. "Listen, I think that this is all just a big misunderstanding, it's not at all what it looks like." Is he fucking serious? "Really?" Ymir asked dryly, not buying it. "So what did happen here?" "You see, I was just helping Historia with her self defense technique," he answered with a blood-boiling innocent smile.
" It could be a dangerous place for young women out there like I'm sure you're aware of, given your..." He gestured towards her with a vague hand gesture. "...Form ." Oh, you mean the form that is going to break your face? "Right," she said sarcastically, "does that training includes calling her a slut?
I'm just confused as to how that helps her with self defense technique." She said behind grit teeth. "Oh, you know, men could be very mean," excused Rod , "you don't want her to be too sensitive." "It's funny, because she wasn't even trying to defend herself when I came in," Ymir scoffed , "in fact, she was begging for you to stop." Rod shifted uncomfortably.
"Well..." "If you can't tell," said Ymir sternly, "I'm not fucking stupid ." Finally, Rod's expression hardened, his eyebrows knitting together in a scowl. Then, he started walking towards Ymir , a murderous glare on his face.
"I'll smash that phone of yours and then we'll see who's laughing." He grumbled, clicking his knuckles "It's a Reiss -Phone." She immediately blurted out, making him stop dead in his tracks. "It back-ups every photo I take. You should know, you invented it." Dumbass.
"What do you want?" He grit his teeth, aware that he is losing this but unwilling to give up. "Historia ." She ignored him, peering over his shoulder and trying to contain her emotions as the girl raised her head to look at Ymir , terrified. "We're going upstairs to pack you a bag, okay Love ?" Both Historia and Rod's eyes widened, her reaction being a bit more surprised and his being more furious.
"W-what?" She mumbled weakly. " Ymir I don't–"The tan girl brushed past the defeated Rod and kneeled down next to Historia to help her get up. "We'll talk upstairs okay?" She said in a soothing voice as she pulled Historia into a standing position. Historia gulped and nodded quietly, looking helplessly at her dad as Ymir led the two upstairs.
She was still breathing heavily and her heart was still pounding in her chest, but she needed to get Historia out of there, asap. At some point Historia took the lead given that Ymir had never been in her room before, and the two entered. Under any other circumstance, Ymir would be highly intrigued by being inside of Historia's room, but right now, all she did was look for a bag, wanting to be out as soon as it was physically possible.
"You shouldn't be here." Ymir turned around to face Historia , the pale girl's bottom lip was quivering and her eyes had lost their usual light to them. She was scared, and Ymir's heart couldn't take it anymore. It was selfish, but she still pulled Historia to a tight hug, her own breath as shaky as Historia's and her grip on the girl so tight that her fingers were digging into her back, and Historia froze.
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She will be mine
FanfictionHistoria Aminoff , Smart , Popular , Gorgeous and apparently Ymir's new target . Ymir , known among her friends as the "Jaws Titan" , was winning an on going bet . The rules are simple , you get a name , a date and an amount , and your goal is to ma...