Chapter 9:

TW: There is some racism and Microaggressions in this chapter if you feel uncomfortable at any time please leave/skip

"Wow you look so pretty" Zeke said as he saw you step out of the bathroom. Tonight was Eren's party and you were dressed in a navy blue dress that was cute low in the back and had a slit down the side showing your legs.

"You like it?" You asked.

Zeke stepped closer to you and ran his hand against your backside as he pulled you closer.

"You look so beautiful and just amazing. You look like something out of a magazine" He said this star light ah in his face.

You smile at his words and lean up to kiss him. His lips were soft and Zeke kissed with passion.

For the next 30 minutes you and Zeke got ready for the party. With him combing back his hair and fixing his beard, and with you doing your makeup and doing your edges.

He drove you there. You both just enjoy each other's company not saying too much.

When he got there, he parked the car in the driveway. Which was getting filled, most cars were on the slide of the road. You look up at the house. Eren's family lived in a big house and had lots of money. The house was Beautiful with 3 stories and a pool in the back.

You and Zeke were just stepping into the home when you hear someone call out to him.

"OMGG Zeke!" A girl with short black hair said. As she ran up to him and jumped into his arms. Zeke back went straight and you could tell he was uncomfortable.

She pulled away and said, "wow it's been so long since I've seen you."

"Umm yeah...so who are you?" Zeke said, trying to sound polite.

The girl just laughed it off

"Omg stop playing you know who I am." She then turned to a group of people and said. "Guys Zeke is here." And the next thing we know we were surrounded by a bunch of white people.

Introductions were made and apparently Zeke had known them from high school and a lot of the people whose parents worked with Zeke's dad.

Zeke didn't care that much about the other people. He just pulled you to his side, nuzzling your neck and kept on focusing on you not even listening to what they were saying.

The girl with the black hair is talking when her blonde friend next to her pipes up.

"So how did you get that dress? It looks way too expensive for a black person to be able to afford." She asks looking at you.

The group laughs, everyone but you and Zeke. And it goes silent. Zeke is lost and what to say and doesn't know what demon inside of her possessed her to say that.

Zeke is squeezing your hand hard now, so much it's starting to hurt. He looks at you and then turns to the group.

"Why the fuck would you say that to her!" He shouts. His face slowly turned red.

The group steps away and the blonde says "Zeke I was just joking, stop being so soft."

"I'm not! You're just being racist."

By this time the room was fine and quiet and all eyes were on the group.

You step a slide from Zeke and get into the blonde's face.

"I have a job and I'm very hard working. I can afford nice things. Now you better get your ignorant ass out of here before I fucking lose it and hurt you." You say this as your blood boils.

There's angry tears in your eyes and you're frustrated. You want to beat her right then and there but you know that you will be seen as the loud black girl and you don't want to embarrass Zeke.

Before you can say more Zeke is pulling you away. Go guys go down a hall and stop at the end opening the door to a nice bathroom.

He pulls you into the bathroom and closes the door. When he turns and sees the look in your eyes he pulls you into him for a hug.

"They were saying-" he stops his voice fading. Zeke takes a deep breath trying to understand what just happened.

He's still shaking with anger. When he asks, "Is that the racism you go through? Like on a daily thing?"

You nod your head.

"God, baby I'm so sorry."

"I hope I didn't embarrass you." You say.

"What do you mean?"

"I was aggressive"

"You have every right to be"

You laugh a little, "Zeke, you know I will now get painted as the angry black woman, and ghetto."

"Well..." he says. "I can get angry—let me go back in there and—"

"Zeke don't, it will just make it worse." You say. "If you do that they will just put the blame on me more saying that I made you act out and cause a scene."

Zeke had always known that racism was a thing and didn't believe at all that he was racist. But for the first time he was trying to see out of the white privilege he has been in for so long. Without even knowing.

"Zeke, at the end of the day you're white. I don't expect you to understand."

In the bathroom Zeke let you talk. Zeke had always seen himself as an Ally to black people and did everything in his power to educate and fight for what's right. Tonight he just sat with you and let you talk about your experience and your frustrations. As he holds you in his arms.

After some time you said that you wanna to go home. Zeke picks you up and steps out of the bathroom heading to the car. As you were walking to the car you saw the same blonde girl from earlier. She has tears in her eyes and was telling people that you attacked her.

"White women tears" you thought. With a shake of your head.

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Note: I'm sorry if this made anyone uncomfortable or upset. I wanted to write something about race there because of my struggles. I live in a very racist white area and I can't step out of my house without going through something racist. I just wanted to add a more personal touch to this story and my experience as a black woman.