Dedicated for: gemlogan

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He managed to blink back the tears after he was struck to the ground. His drunken father smiled viciously over his son as he smiled softly at him. The boy pissed his father more and got kicked then spit on. After his father left the house, he slowly climbed up to his feet and tried to confront his mother.

His mother was spread on the couch, passed out. Next to her, empty pill bottles scattered across the side table. He forced himself to look away from his sad excuse of a natural mother.

He trudged his heavy feet to his room and laid on his bed. He stuffed his bruised face in his soft pillow and clutched his blanket.

His cell phone that he threw next to him rang. He lazily threw his arm on it and lifted the device up. He pressed the screen and sat up.

"Yeah?" He mumbled softly as the other end of the phone stayed silent.

"Armin." The male said and his voice stayed shaky.

"Eren what is it?" He asked a little more cautious of the situation.

"[y/n]." Eren replied, still only keeping his one word response.

"Eren. What is it?" Armin asked and standing up nervously.

"She's sick."

"I know. She told me."

"No. Armin. She terminally sick. She's in Sina Hospital now."

Armin dropped his phone on the ground and stared at the wall then ran out.

"Armin? Armin are you there?" Eren asked oblivious that his friend had long left.

'No. No. No. No.' Armin wiped the tears away from his eyes.

"You can hit me. Beat me. Kick me. Stab me. Burn me. I'll get up and smile. But don't take her away." He mumbled to himself then tripping on the concrete and skidding a few inches forward.

He stumbled to his feet and continued on. When he finally reached the hospital, he threw open the doors and went up to the front desk.

"[y-y/n]. I'm here for [y/n]." He managed to say between his heavy breaths.

"Last name?" The receptionist asked.

"[l/n]." He replied.

"Room 815." She replied. "Third floor."

He ran up the stairs, ignoring the offered assistance of elevators. After he arrived at her room, he stopped and stared at the door. He held his hand out slowly and opened the door.

He widened his eyes at the sight. Wires, blood units, monitors, nurses, bandages tainted with blood. Saline solution. Masks. Oxygen. Everything.

He slowly walked to her and teared up. She turned her head and smiled softly.

"H-hey." [y/n] managed to whisper then coughing rapidly.

Armin shook his head and sat on her bed, clutching her hand in his.

"Please. Save your energy. You have to get better so save it." Tears streamed down his cheeks and dripped onto the sheets, staining them temporarily.

"I'm not going to." She smiled and weakly raised her hand to touch his purple cheek. "Are they hurting you again?" She frowned and tilted her head back into her pillow. "I'd like to have a word with them."

"No no I fell and hit my face on the fridge." He cringed at him lying to her.

He played with her hand and she giggled lightly.

She lifted her hand off his face and held out her pinkie.

"Armin?" She asked and he looked at [y/n] worried. "Promise me that we'll be best friends forever." She teared up and he wrapped his pinkie around her fragile one carefully.

"I pinkie promise." He nodded and she closed her eyes gently.

"Okay good." She slowed her breathing.

"Wait [y/n] look at this." Armin pointed out at his shirt and she groggily opened her eyes to scan his shirt.

"Armin it looks nice on you." She whispered.

"Wait and look at this!" He shouted and she opened her eyes again.

"Hmm?" She asked and he quickly looked for something to keep her attention.

"The sunset is pretty huh?" He asked and she slowly nodded.

He kept his gaze out the window then quickly shot his head towards [y/n].

Her face was calm. Her [e/c] orbs were no longer visible nor would they ever be again.

"W-wait no [y/n]!" He screamed and shook her. "No no please [y/n]!"

The nurses pulled the blonde away from her and he continued to call her name with no response.

"Sir I'm sorry." The young nurse bowed and he cried more.

"I-i never told her." He clutched his pants and looked at his feet. "I never told her that I love her."

At the Funeral

Black. That's all he could see. The sun was clouded with snow.

He kept his hands in his pockets and his mouth shut.

"Armin." Mikasa went to set her hand on his shoulder but he rejected her.

Eren hugged Mikasa's arm and she comforted him instead.

Armin kept his silence throughout the entire grim ceremony. Afterwards, [y/n]'s parents approached him and comforted the devastated boy.

He looked at [y/n] laying peacefully in her casket with flowers arranged beautifully around them.

"We'll give you some space. See you later." Her mother said and her husband took her hand and they walked out.

"I'm sorry." He said and wrapped his pinkie around hers. "But I promise."

He let her go and walked outside of the church and met Eren and Mikasa outside. Eren drove the boy home to his abusive home.

"Thanks." He mumbled and got out of the sports car.

He walked inside as Eren backed out of the driveway. He ignored his parents arguments and slammed his room door shut.

"We also have grim news to announce. Sadly, 17 year old Armin Arlert committed suicide last night. Reasons are so far unknown."

Eren stared at the screen in disbelief. He turned away from the television and Mikasa walked into the room.

"Eren what's wrong?" She asked and he pointed to the remote.

She rewinded and widened her steel eyes and covered her mouth.

"A-armin no wait." She stepped back into Eren and he hugged her tightly.

There was a knock on their door and Eren opened it while Mikasa sat down on the couch.

"Yes what is it?" He asked the police officer standing at the door.

He handed him a letter, tipped his hat, and walked out.

"Mikasa it's for you." He mumbled and she opened the paper.

She read the paper and clutched it tightly while she sobbed uncontrollably. She handed it to Eren and he sat down to regain himself.

"I'm sorry guys. I loved her. Don't cry for me."