Long sleeves [Mikannie] [DISCONTINUED]

4. I dont want you around

It wasn't the horrid alarm that woke mikasa up in the morning, it was her own thoughts.
The face Annie made after she slapped her. It was- imprinted in mikasa's mind.
She sat on her bed. Pondering if her actions were justify or not.
" who brought you home from school?" Eren interrupted. Mikasa body jumped and her heart rate increased.
" Jesus Eren! Do you ever knock?!?"
The boy just chuckled.
"Who drove you home from school. I don't know anyone who drives a corvette." He asked once more.
" just a friend I met in math no biggie."
Mikasa lied.
" hmm..." Eren squinted his eyes, acting like he could strip mikasa of her falsehood.

" whatever, let's go before armin breaks down the door again."

armin was waiting outside of the door like always.
" hey mikasa... how's Jean?"
" he's alright."
" oh..." the siblings could tell armin wanted to ask more.
" did you ever find out why he fought with Leonhart?" Mikasa froze. She forgot to ask him about that. After she went home she went righ to bed. Forgetting to text him how she got home.
" shit I need to talk to him..."
the car ride to school was in a comfortable silence. Eren's playlist was playing softly in the background.
Mikasa was worried. She knew how her boyfriend was. His anger issues were never in line ever since he was a child.
When they pulled in the parking lot, Eren turned to mikasa who was visibly disorganized.
" hey. If he does anything, tell me okay? I'll beat his ass." Eren smirked.
Mikasa nodded her head.

She walked up to Jean, who had a displeased facial expression.
" listen here bitch. You don't go around and making ME worried. How hard is it for you to fucking text me!" Jean shouted. Bypassers watched from afar but refused to help. This sadly wasn't the the first time Jean slashed out in public.

The bell rang. No one was there to help mikasa. If Jean did anything, mikasa would have to face him alone.

" I'm sorry.." mikasa tried in a small voice.
" I-I forgot and-"

" you where with that little bitch weren't you?!"
A visible vein pulsed on Jeans forehead.

" who are talking about?" Mikasa was confused the only person she was with was-

" that whore Leonhart! Don't play dumb with me!" He raised his hand. Mikasa closed her eyes, He slapped her. Jean slapped mikasa.

Mikasa felt something wet against her upper cheek. She opened her eyes and touched her face. It was blood. Jean never hit her to the point of bleeding.
Oh but he wasn't done yet. Mikasa shut her eyes once more. Waiting for the impact .....

However nothing happened, instead she heard a familiar voice.

" didn't your mother tell you? Never hit women." The voice was stern and orotund.
Mikasa opened her eyes to a frightful Jean, and a familiar blonde.

Annie had her hand tightly around jeans. Her face was cut up and bruised, like she just got in a fight. She wore gray sweatshirt

Annie didn't know why she helped. Maybe it was because it was Jean for goodness sakes? Or maybe it was that the last thing she saw her mom dealing with.

Domestic violence.

Despite mikasa slapping her in the face. She showed cared in her expression.

Jean snapped his hand away from Annie.

" mind your own business Leonhart. Go break the law or something." He rubbed his wrists. Jean faced mikasa once more. His eyes told her she couldn't get away from the monster infront of her.

This wasn't Jean. He just needs help. That's all. Every-time this would happen, that thought was the only thing going through mikasa mind.

" nah, I'll break you nose INSTEAD!" With a blink of an eye Jean was on the ground cradling his face as blood seeped through his fingers. Before mikasa could react Annie grab her hand and led her somewhere else.

They rushed into an empty classroom, Annie hurried and lock the doors while mikasa stood there trying to catch her breath.

" why the hell-" mikasa couldnt catch a break could she. She's always getting cut off today.

" sit." Annie's voice was stern.

Mikasa obligated and sat at an empty chair next to the window. Annie rummaged through her backpack and pulled out a fist aid kit. She took out a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide and bandages.

Kneeling down so she could be level with mikasa wound, the blonde gentle hands brushed away lose stands that were blocking the ravens injury.
Well she pulled away, mikasa missed the coolness she radiated.

" this might burn. Just bare with it okay?"
Annie's voice was soothing. It was like a pain killer on its own. But the taller girl nodded.

" why are you helping me Leonhardt?" Mikasa whispered. But the blonde didn't respond. Instead she slapped a bandaid on her cut, and pulled away.
Mikasa grabbed her wrists. Annie masked her pain by clenching her jaw tightly.
" why. Are. You. Helping me." Mikasa interrogated.

" because I hate Jean. Trust me, I don't want you here! But if it means a 'get out of jail for free card' I'm fine with it!"
Annie informed her, jerking her hand away.

Silence dawned down on them.

"I'm sorry.." mikasa looked down.
Annie's eye brow raised.
" for what exactly?" She inquired.
" for slapping you, and not even knowing the story..."
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Your boyfriends homophobic. That's all I'm telling you."

Mikasa knew Jean.
" no he's not." She frowned

Annie chuckled. Mikasa would've been lying if she didn't say that was the most ethereal laugh she ever heard.

" damn you think you know everything about your boyfriend? I swear he's playing with you." She faked wiping a tear.

" whatever Leonhardt..say, what the hell happened to you." Annie was visibly tense once mikasa finished her question.

" just some goons at the gas station. No biggie." The smile she flashed mikasa reflected years of pain. Mikasa didn't know where the pain came from, but she'll find out. One day.

" as much as I enjoy your company, your our schools best student... youve got class" Annie admitted.

" class...
CLASS!" Mikasa shot up from her chair, grabbing her belongs.
Annie crossed her arms over her chest, with a face of amusement she spoke,

" if You ever think I'm skipping... I'm chilling in here. That's if you ever need me. Knock one twice and twice three times."

Mikasa threaded her hands through her hair, and turned to the blonde.

"I'm starting to enjoy you Leonhardt."

" make sure you don't get too attached." She clapped her hands once.

" of course not."