(Mikasa P.O.V.)

Levi came home all scratched up.

I begged him to tell me what happened, but he wouldn't. I got pissed at him and stopped trying.

He told me he'd take me to the hospital to check on my baby, but I told him since he wasn't here, I got Hanji to take me.

... it was perfectly fine.

I was slightly disappointed, but, at the same time, extremely elated that it was still there.

I went to school the next day flabbergasted.

Connie and Armin were just as scratched up as Levi, and Eren had bruises and whelps on his face, along with a gash across his arm.

They wouldn't tell me what happened either. I had an idea of what happened, but I didn't think it was possible. Jean wasn't at school, and I know everyone knew where he was.

I knew they did something together with Levi. The idea popped in my head again, but, again, I thought it could never happen. It was impossible.

At lunch, when Eren got up to use the restroom, I followed him. I waited outside of the men's restroom, the same one we... had sex in the other day, and waited for him to come out.

As soon as he did, I grabbed his face as and examined his wounds. He was surprised, but he let me do it for a while before slapping my hand away from his face.

I gave him a look.

"What happened to you?" I asked.

He looked to the side.

My eyes trailed down his body. They landed upon the gash that was in his arm.

"Mikasa, if I told you," he stared to walk away... was he limping?

"Eren, I'm tired of you acting like this," I looked down and gave up trying.

He started to stare at me with guilt in his eyes. He came closer and cupped my face. I prepared myself for a kiss, but he kept his face inches from mine.

His thumb ran across the scar that laid across my cheekbone. He furrowed his brows and changed his expression.

"I'm sorry," he looked down. I could tell that he was mad at himself.

"Eren, it's not your fault," I lifted his chin.

"Yeah, 'Its not my fault'," he mocked me in a baby voice then snorted, "you don't even know," he pulled away from me and started walking away.

I sighed, "I understand you or Levi or any of you guys won't tell me what happened. I understand having to keep a secret no matter what. I understand how hard it is not let anyone know, but Eren if someone hurt you..."

"Someone hurt you too," he stopped.

"Yea, but I told you about it," I ran my hand across my scare as well.

"Forget it Mikasa. I'm not telling you."

I accepted that he wasn't going to tell me.

"Where's jean?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes, "hospital," then he walked back into the lunchroom.

After school I went to see him.

"Mikasa, hey," he said as I walked in.

"What happened?" I asked, not bothering to tell him hi as well.

"Oh, ya know, just got shot," he causally said.

My eyes widened as he pulled up his shirt, revealing his wound.

"What the hell happened?" I asked.

"I was standing outside of my house, and my brother come up to me, he says 'Jean! Jean! Look it! Look it!' I was about to turn to him and tell him saying 'look it' was gay when I saw my fathers gun in his hand," he looked at me as if I knew the rest of the story.

I got the memo, but I knew it wasn't true. I sighed again, wondering what they were hiding from me. That idea of what they did, it popped up again. No, no, no they would all be dead.

"Mikasa?" I looked at Jean as he said my name, "What are we?"

"What?" I asked.

"Are... why'd you kiss me?"

I slowly face palmed, "I-I don't know, Jean."

"D-don't say my name please... it's," he shifted.

My face contorted into confusion, "Huh?"

He sat up and winced, "I thought you were gonna... I thought we... you say my name so much and it..."

I only got more confused. Before I had time to process what he was saying, his head was right in front of mine. His lips grazed mine as he looked me in my eyes.

"Jean, no," I backed away.

"What?" He slowly back away.

"I can't," I placed my hand on his chest.

He slammed down back in the hospital bed.

I tried to say something to him, but he ignored me. After a couple questions from me and more ignoring from him, I got up and left.

-

"Mmm, M-Mikasa, I'm... I'm about to," Eren groaned, "let me do it on your face."

I lifted my head off of him and looked up at him, "No."

"Mikasa, yes," he started to push my head back down on him.

I gripped at his thighs and yanked my head away from him, "no," I laughed.

He forced my head on him until he reached his climax. As he did he tried to pull me off of him, so he could release on my face, but he failed to do so. I kept my mouth around him and held everything in my mouth.

Eren got pissed at me, "Why didn't you let me...  man, fuck you."

I acted like I swallowed it and leaned in near his head, slightly smiling. He started to back away from me.

"Are you tryna kiss me?" He asked with a disgusted look on his face.

I stopped smiling and spit everything onto his face because he was being a dick, once again. His mouth dropped. He shoved me off of him.

The force was enough to knock me off of his bed.

"What the fuck, Eren?" I asked holding my forehead.

My eyes teared up. I got up off of the ground and grabbed my bag and my keys and left his house.

I'd gone over to Eren's to study after I went to see Jean. His mom wasn't home, so you can imagine what "study" really meant.

I got in my car and rested my head on the steering wheel. What the fuck, why did I even blow him? I wasn't even mad anymore. I wasn't even disappointed. I started to cry.

-

The next day Connie wasn't at school. Turns out he was in the hospital visiting his sister because he'd pushed her downstairs in a laundry basket. Armin said Connie said he'd thought it'd be fun for her, but as soon as she hit the first step she flew out of the basket.

Sasha giggled.

"Its not really... funny," Armin gave her a look.

(Eren P.O.V.)

Annie and I went to hang out with each other on Saturday, despite what Mikasa said. No one had to know right?

Anyways, we hung out at the park beside my neighborhood. I can't tell you how long we stayed together. It was dark before we knew it.

I laughed at a joke she made as we slightly swung on the swings together. She stopped her swing completely and stared at the ground.

"Eren?" she looked up at me.

"Yea?" I looked back at her.

She stared at me and moved her swing next mine. She slowly leaned in. Was she gonna kiss me?

I backed away, "Annie."

She rolled her eyes, "Mikasa kissed jean."

"Okay? I don't wanna be as low as her," she'd made it awkward.

"Yeah, okay. Question, why are you even dating that fucking slut?"

I chuckled, "Slut?"

"Well, she's pregnant isn't she?"

"What?" My eyes dilated.

"You didn't know? Oh my god that's even worse," she made a puppy face.

"N-no... I... how'd you?"

"I visited Reiner in jail," she stared at me.

"Annie, I swear to Go--"

"So you're the father?" She asked.

I started at her then looked down, "Who else would it be?" I mumbled.

"Like I said... slut, who knows who it could be."

"Okay, would you fucking stop calling her a slut. She's my girlfriend," I lifted my hand.

She got up off of the swing and came near me, "Eren," she grabbed my thighs and bent down a little bit.

She was so straight forward and creepy... it scared me.

I got off the swing and stood up, "What are you doing?" I backed away smiling.

"Eren, you know how long I've had feelings for you?"

"Yea, ever since I dated Mikasa because you were jealous of her because you wanted a popular guy to date, and Mikasa took that away from you," I snorted.

"Oh my god, Eren, you think you're all that don't you," she raised her voice, "I will tell the whole fucking school about Mikasa carrying your baby!" She yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Please... please don't," I lowered my voice.

"Eren, promise not to tell anyone about this," she charged at me and attacked me with her lips.

I resisted it and pushed her off of me.

"And if you do," she started to walk off. She turned and looked over her shoulder. Her face was the scariest shit, "well, you know."

As she got in her car she yelled to me, "Oh! And don't tell anyone I know about Mikasa, kay, thanks!"

(Mikasa P.O.V.)

My body was feeling weaker, and my eyes seemed to leak tears more and more, lately. I sat down on my bed, not bothering to open the Snapchat I got from Eren.

My guilt broke through. It busted my veins open and let loose through out my body. It emptied out of my eyes trough the form of more tears.

I was lying. I lied. I lied to Sasha. I lied to Eren. I lied to myself. Not one second in this entire pregnancy had I not been guilty for sleeping with Eren, but I kept up my pleasure with him. I slept with him again, in the fucking school bathroom like an idiot. I'd just blown him today... like a fucking idiot.

My emotions were everywhere. I felt sick... I felt sick. I gagged and ran into my bathroom. My head over the toilet, I vomited.

I didn't bother to wipe my self off and just kept crying over my toilet. After I brought my self together, I went back to my bed and checked my phone and opened the Snapchat from Eren.

.mr aaron
mikasaaaaaa

me
what?

.mr aaron
miiiiiiikasaaaaaa don't get mad

me
omf

.mr aaron
i haven't even asked u yet...

me
what is it?

.mr aaron
nuuuuuuudes?

me
fuck... not rn

.mr aaron
well I'm not gonna want them later...?

me
sucks for you

.mr aaron
k lol

I rested my hands in my face. Had he always been like this? Is he going to get so bad that we're going to be over, and my baby won't have a father?

I looked down at my stomach. A bump lied on it. I'd been told I was gaining weight by a few friends. I wore even more loose shirts now.

I thought about rescheduling the abortion, but then I violently shook my head. I curled up in a ball on top of the covers.

My phone dinged. I glanced at it and it was a picture, sent from iMessage, from Sasha. I picked up my phone. I needed to talk to her anyways.

My mouth dried when I saw the photo.

Mikasa
how df did u get that

Sasha
Connie sent it to me idk how he got it but Mikasa

Mikasa
omg

It was a picture I'd taken about a month ago. I had sent it to Eren. I told him not to screenshot, but he did... but I trusted him.

I was in the mirror with my head tilted. I didn't have on a shirt... or a bra.

Hey, what would y'all think if I added smut in this hehe.

Sorry for the short chapter, and sorry for any mistakes I made, it was very poorly proofread (<<< is that a word).

And btw guys... no Mikasa really isn't loose... obviously (lol sorry). The people that raped her were saying that because I was trying to imply that Mr. Eren has a big shalong *wink* ... sorry

But like... so you know how that same day Mikasa got raped, she also got fucked by Eren in the school bathroom rEMBER?!

So yea, I had someone asking about that, and I just wanted to clarify.