chapter three
You weren't going to lie, you had an amazing time with Armin. He was a really cool guy to be around and you totally got why Annie liked a dude like him in the first place. He was great.
You looked at your phone as you sat at your desk doing random doodles as you saw that it was almost seven pm. The time, you usually meet Eren at the beach. You then got another notification from Snapchat. Amused that you got any notifications at all from a social media app, you open it and look at the notification.
arminalert82 has added you as a friend!
Added you from Quick Add.
Accept or Deny?
You obviously clicked the accept button and smiled. You get into a oversized big blue hoodie Eren gave you once and wore it to go out. Before you left your room, though, you saw on your computer an ad from your school about a festival that is coming up at the end of the year. Of course, you and Eren go every year but what was new was an art competition that would involve art scouts from different colleges.
The truth is, you love painting. Or drawing, doodling, it doesn't matter. All you needed was paper or a canvas - a matter of fact, anything that you can express you emotions through. Sadly, you put away your paints at age thirteen when your mother reminded you of the real world. The place you lived in named Marvin Island, there was no career painting. Just a silly hobby.
You stare intently at the ad until you hear someone from behind you clear their throats harshly. You turn around to see your mother scowling at you and you mentally groan as you knew she was about to lecture you because her body language was arms crossed and a hip jointed out.
"Why are you are looking at that?" she asked harshly.
"I was just looking at random things on the school board for the festival at the end of the school year. Why do you care?" you ask with a tad bit of attitude and your mom slaps your shoulder.
"You don't give me that tone of voice! And I care because I told you to give up art a long time ago. You won't have a future if you think painting will get you anywhere. I don't even get how anyone can actually get famous from painting! It's just colors and lines... it's dumb." your mother complained.
Deep down inside, you wanted to argue with her saying that paintings and art could have a deep and bone-chilling meaning and purpose behind it. But it would only end up in an argument with her taking away your phone and forbidding you from staying out of your room. You bit on your tongue to hold back all the things you wanted to scream in her face to have freedom.
"Anyways, you better be getting straight A's. Science isn't going to well for you so you better get on your A game. Literally." your mom said and left the room.
You groaned as you slumped back down into your chair as it made you spin. Your mom didn't care about you other than making sure you get a good job that can make you rich so she can leech off of you. Your mom works at some office where shy types all day - in all honesty, you didn't care about your mom's job or what she even does. All you know is that she has to work 24/7 to make you and her stay alive.
Your father on the other hand was completely out of the picture. Your dad and your mom used to get into so many fights that he one day couldn't take it anymore a left without saying a word. You were only eight so it didn't effect you that much as at the time you only cared about barbie dolls or who was the rotten egg at the play ground.
Before you knew it, you were already out the door already on your way to Marvin Beach. Marvin Beach surrounded the whole entire island so no matter where you're from, you can go to Marvin Beach either if it's a three hour drive, or a couple of blocks from your house. The second example was your case. Although you might think being next to a beautiful beach is good, it's not. Marvin Island gets lots of tsunami's so the richer people on Marvin Island want to live in the interior part of the island rather than the outskirts which you had the misfortune to be one of the people on the outskirts.
As you thought about tsunami and other topics, you see off in the distance the farmiliar back of a brown-haired boy with a grey sweater on with black khaki shorts. As you got closer to his figure and your feet touching the sand, you realized his hair was getting pretty long. It was only to his neck but it didn't change the matter.
"Hey." you plainly say as you sat down next to him on the sand that was a few feet away from the waves. When you looked at his face, you expected his usual goofy "hello" or "you're finally here" but instead he never responded with a dead look in his half-lidded eyes. Skeptical, you ask, "Are you alright?"
Eren then brings his knees up to his chest and rests his cheek on his knees as he hugged his legs. "Yeah." Eren responded.
Assuming he was having a bad day, you both sat in silence as the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the waves and some sighs from Eren.
After about twenty minutes, you grew annoyed from Eren's cold shoulder and groaned. "What's wrong?" you ask.
"Nothing." Eren responds.
"It's two days until Sunday."
"And?"
"New episode of Assault On Giant."
"Yay."
"Alright, what is your deal? I know this isn't you so tell me what's going on before I throw you into the water!" you declare. You scowl at Eren as he also made eye contact. It went on like this for awhile as Eren switched his gaze between both your E/C orbs before laughing. "What're you laughing about...?" you asked a little embarrassed.
"Nothing. I was upset but you cheered me." Eren said with a smile in his face.
"I'm not sure how but your welcome...?" you responded making another laugh come out of Eren's mouth.
"Sorry, I had a bad day. Anyways, want to go to seven eleven?" Eren asks.
"Sure."
You both walked from the beach to the local seven eleven as you both talked about ending theories of Assault On Giant and debated whether if they shipped Micah and Erin.
"Come on, you have to agree that Micah is so good obsessed with Erin it's annoying." Eren says as he opened the door making the bell chime.
"Nah, they're cute. I shipped them from the beginning." you argued. Eren only rolled his eyes playfully as he went to different isles to get food and drinks.
"Heyy, Eren. Welcome back." Mr. Onyankopon greeted from the register.
"Sup, Onyanko." Eren said and you waved.
You weren't a regular customer at seven eleven so this "Onyanko" didn't greet you. You didn't care either you just wanted Hawaiian Chips and Green Tea Arizona. Eren got an energy drink and Flaming Hot Fungyuns.
You guys paid for your snacks and head out to go to Eren's home. Eren threw all the snacks on his bed and went to the bathroom. You quietly sat on his bed. You saw on Eren's bedside-desk a picture of his mom; Carla Yeager. Eren doesn't talk much about his mom, all you know is that she died when Eren was young. That's all. You looked closer at the photo and realized that Carla was the literal girl version of Eren but with black hair and caramel eyes. Eren has brown hair and teal/turquoise eyes so he must've gotten it from his father. Speaking of Eren's father, you've never seen him in the house or even met him at all. Eren doesn't even talk about him, too. As much as Eren was a fun person to be around, he kept his personal life very hidden.
You didn't have a mysterious or tragic backstory. You were like every other kid. Either having both of your parents or one. Nothing else. You weren't special or the main character. You were just every average highschool student who lives in this broken island for the wasted. You knew the mainland pitied every last creature that existed here.
"Alright, what should we watch?" Eren asks as you saw he was now in a oversized baggy graphic t-shirt and flannel pajama pants with his slightly long hair very messy. He plummets on the bed making it creek.
"I don't know, just go on Netflix. Or we can watch this anime I saw. It only has twelve episodes." you suggests.
"Oh yeah?" he turns on the TV. "What is it?"
"Orange."
"Okay, we'll watch that." Eren says and goes on Crunchyroll to connect his phone to the TV in his room as you and Eren get into the blankets to watch the anime.
You cuddled yourself up in the blankets as Eren rested his head on the top of yours as you rested your head on his shoulder. You guys always did stuff like this, it was just apart of your friendship. If people didn't know - you guys looked like you were dating.
The Anime went on as you guys watched. You can slightly hear Eren's breathing and sometimes the annoying crunches of him eating the Fungyuns as you felt his heart beat at a steady and hard beat.
It was already episode two or three and it was already getting sad. The anime was about a girl who got a letter from her future self saying that she will meet a boy who will commit suicide and that she and her friends have to prevent that. When the episode reveals why the boy wants to commit suicide, you could hear muffled sniffles from above you and you look up to see Eren having puffed up red eyes.
Eren was crying.
"Eren, you okay?" you asked while pausing the show.
"Y-Yeah... the chips... They're spicy." he said but you saw through his lie.
"What's wrong." you asked. You then tried to put the pieces together as to why he was crying. He only started doing that when the boy brought up killing himself. "Eren... don't tell you want kill yourself." you say frantically and Eren's eyes widen.
"What? No... no, that's not it... I would never do that... It's... It's my mom." Eren admits and then you realized that the reason why the boy in the show - Kakeru - wants to commit suicide was because of his mom's death.
Your frantic look softens as you watch him wipe at his nose. "Do you want to talk about it?" you ask. He only looks at the bedsheets and stayed quiet as you stared at him and Eren avoiding your gaze.
"No." he finally answers. You nod your head and respected his decision. You give him a tight hug which he slightly flinches at before melting into your embrace. You both get back into the covers of the bed and turned on the TV to continue watching the anime. You both cuddle together and before you know it. On the finale of the show, you fell asleep on Eren but he hadn't noticed.
When Eren finished watching the anime, he saw that your figure never once moved from his body. "Y/N? Y/N... hello. Dude... get up... Hey." he nudged you but you never responded.
"Dummy."
No response.
"Oh my goodness, is that Sebastian Stan?"
He only received a groan from you. He looked down to your face and realized you had fallen asleep. His heart fluttered a little at the sight. Before he was going to tell you to wake up and go home, he checked the time on his phone and saw that the time was 10:39. There was no way on Earth he would allow you to walk the streets of Marvin Island alone at a time like that. Girls and boys go missing the most when they go out at night, he wasn't going to risk you getting hurt.
He pulled out your phone and put his thumb on the finger print lock and opened it. He went to your messages to cover for you.
You:
hey mom I'm going to have a sleepover at Eren's house.
Mom:
is your homework done?
You:
yes
And to that your mom left you - or should I say Eren on read. Eren knew about your mom's beliefs and the way she raises you to be like every other wasted person on this island. How did he know? One time in sixth grade, he was hanging out at your house and your mom had no shame in yelling at you right in front of him to stop painting.
Eren knew your passion for art and painting and for your mom to tell you to put that passion away made his blood boil. Eren knew what he wanted to do in the future: he wanted to leave this wretched island and go to the mainland of the United States of America. Then, he was going to become a poet writer. He wanted to use that talent to inspire other kids to not fall into the system this world sets up.
Eren turned off the LED lights and turned to his side, his back facing you, and fell asleep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
this is what I imagine
Eren looking like rn.
If I were to be totally
honest, I don't like the
anime version of him
like this but I like the
manga version so this
is what he looks like.
k enjoy,
-poopiebutt6901
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