"What?" I said with a dumb tone.

Okay! I was expecting to get expelled but I wasn't expecting that Mr. Principal would get so straightforward. I wasn't even seated yet! 

"I said," He repeated, "You are expelled."

The world was so dark and bleak that its almost as if I'm the only person standing in the room. No Zackly, No Ms. Brzenska. It's like my eyes got a vignette filter. Closing out the brightness and joy.

He continued, "Your expulsion was because you violated a number of school rules and all those rules were serious."

I wanted to say,  But aren't rules all serious?  but I refrained from it because it'll make things worse. I gulped and nodded as if to understand. I do understand. I understand that this will be my final stand on this school and it seems like I'm likely to lose. Not good.

"Gambling in the school premises, causing chaos in the hallway, screaming. Those are some of the reasons for your expulsion." He narrated, "Small it may seem to you but it's quite intolerable for a person like you, a top student. A top student will never do that."

His words became muffled on my ears and I couldn't help but to stare at the lines that are deeply etched on his forehead. There were three of them and they look like unfinished pedestrian lanes. 

"Are you done yet?" I asked.

"Miss Ackerman!" Ms. Brzenska chided, "Do not get yourself into more trouble."

"Yes, ma'am." I said.

"You are dismissed." Said Mr. Zackly, "Both from this meeting and from this school."

"O-Okay..." I said in a small voice. 

I went out. My legs didn't feel like working. They felt tired. I just wanted to roll to the floor and rest. I don't care if the floor is dirty. I'm just so tired.

Oh, I know! My brain told me, A good gamble would take your stress away!

I considered this. 'Twas true. 

Take my stress away! My brain sang(It sang in the tune of 'Take My Breath Away') as I walked back to my classroom, ready to take out my things and never come back ever again. 

I slapped my face with both hands and took a deep breath. I'm expelled. I'm worst than screwed. Carla-san would chew my ears. Grisha would probably just sigh. Kenny and Levi would disown me. Eren wouldn't meet my eyes. Everything would shatter and the world will go on without me. 

For once, all my temporary happiness from gambling are all gone now. I just wanted to disappear. Like melt to wax and slide down to the sewers. 

The principal must be now sending a letter, text message, or whatever to notify my guardians about my expulsion. Thinking of it makes me...makes me feel sad...? Angry? Regretful? Maybe regretful. 

I went inside the classroom and heard whispers and gasps, occurring at different times. I walked to my desk and picked up my bag, strapping it to my back. Annie looked at me with her icy blue eyes, trying to understand the situation. Others were just staring at me. Eren turned to avoid my gaze. Armin took a sudden interest on his very short pencil. Sasha looked like she'd burst into tears any second. Connie was chewing on his ball pen cap nervously. Marco gulped as I looked at him. It actually seemed kind of depressing. 

"I'm expelled." I said and walked out as calm as I could.

I'm not going back again. Never. 

I ran my way to the parking lot and started my scooter when Annie caught up with me. She was panting and she bent, her palms resting on her kneecaps. 

"What do you mean you're expelled?" She asked, her voice laced with disbelief.

I closed my eyes, "You heard it. Now, get out of my way or else I'll run over you."

"What?" She complained. "You're gonna bump that stupid scooter of yours on my delicate and frail body because I asked you a question? That's nonsense!"

Funny how I actually felt my tears falling. They fell down my cheeks. I can't believe I'm doing this. 

I sniffed. "Annie." I swallowed a sob and steadied my breathing. "I don't need anyone. In fact, I don't deserve anyone. It was my fault....It was my fault."

I revved away and stopped to say one more thing to Annie.

"Oh, and your body is not delicate or frail, Annie."

And with that I drove away, bursting into tears. 

Despite the tears that clouded my vision, it didn't make my driving hard. I drove like I normally would. I felt lonely. The only thing that kept me company is my backpack that's resting cozily on my back. I sighed as I parked my scooter in front of the yard and I shook off my helmet. I walked towards the door, readying my keys when Levi opened it. 

"Levi..." I hiccuped.

"Get inside and get your shits and never show your face to your family again." He hissed.

He just said that. No 'Welcome home, baby cousin.'. No 'Glad you're still able to go home, Mimi.'. Just plain hatred with a dash of rudeness and I deserve it. 

I nodded and swerved past him. I saw Carla sitting on the couch with her arms crossed. Grisha sat beside her, looking down to the floor. Kenny grimaced when he saw me enter. 

Carla noticed me. She leaned on the arm of the armchair that she was reposing on."How did this happen, Mikasa?"

I swallowed and fiddled with the straps of my school bag. "I was acting like shit and all that... I'm just plain trash."

I felt Kenny's scowl getting deeper(I don't know how I knew, I just felt it!) and everything felt gloomier when Levi-aniki closed the door. This is my doom. Everything else is gone but me, a shell of a human. This situation is very depressing and my brain's stupid enough to play Post Malone's Congratulations. Excuse me, brain. Are you congratulating me for fucking everything up? What the hell!

Grisha didn't bother saying anything. He just sat there like a log. I didn't really care if he was going to say something or not. To me, his words don't matter because he was rarely home and it was kind of like he didn't exist anymore. I'm pretty sure Eren feels the same.

I kept sniffing and wiped my tears with my scarf. I just stood there, not thinking about how to explain to them. I couldn't just think about anything. In fact, if there's something I wanted to say, its something I don't want to say. Like my gambling. Like me murdering my parents.

"Mikasa," Carla pressed, "I know you have some explaining to do. Come on, tell us. I swear, we won't hurt you."

I looked at her warm, brown and pleading eyes. It looked truthful enough but Kenny's scowl and Levi's sneer gave it all away. If I were to explain, I would give the Ackermans more reasons to disown me. It wouldn't be great. I'd rather get disowned by them before they know all my shenanigans. I avoided their

I know Carla-san cares deeply for me. I know she does. 

But...

A person like me with such a sin can't be pardoned. Maybe God won't even pardon me. I did such a horrible thing. I don't deserve any kind of happiness. I'm the worst one out there.

I'm doing this. I have to.

"I'm leaving." I continued, "Its for the best." 

I tucked my hands in my pockets, a habit I just realized that existed.

"Why would you leave?" Kenny said with a loud voice, startling almost everyone around. "We told you, you're disowned! We didn't tell you to leave the house."

I answered, "Levi said so." 

"Hey, brat." Levi interrupted, "I told you to never show your face to your family again. Isn't a paper bag enough to cover your face?"

I bit back my laughter. I shouldn't laugh at such a serious matter, should I?

"Enough with the jokes." Carla said firmly. "Mikasa, why would you leave?"

The door clicked open and there was Eren. His school bag was slung across his shoulders. His brown hair looked black under the shadow of the door post. His expression looked the same as everyone that knew me. Disappointed. 

"Why would you leave?" Carla-san repeated.

I didn't want to explain or argue. I just wanted to leave and go nowhere. I just want to live a life in isolation. That way, no one will bother me. No one would ever get near me again. I marched to my bedroom and packed away my things. 

Kind of pains me that I couldn't bring all my manga. I've got a whole shelf in my room all for manga! The posters that were pasted in the wall looked dead and shallow. I guess I won't bring my beloved girls with me. 

I grabbed my black backpack and threw my drawers and closet open. Literally. The wooden drawers clattered to the floor noisily and I rummaged through my shirts, shorts, lingerie, socks, skirts, scarves and anything about clothing. I grabbed the ones which were my favorites. I grabbed the ones which were comfortable too. I gathered them in my fingers and stuffed them in the pack, not bothering about their organization. As soon as the pack bulged with my stuff, I zipped it to a close and slid my arms in the straps of the pack and went out of my room.

I could hear the people downstairs screaming my name, telling me that we can talk it out and yet, I couldn't hear the words they said. I just walked past them like they were shadows that dwelt in my past. Just like my parents. Somewhat, I couldn't see them anymore. They were fading. 

And with that, they were gone. 

Okay, guys! Sorry for creating a crappy chapter. How I hope you guys will enjoy a crappy chapter. 

Love, Tobidiot.