Readers POV

My throat felt tight as my chest burned from my deep shuddering breathes I took in to keep myself from lacking of oxygen. I just watched the little spider crawl along the ceiling as my arms laid paralyzed by me with stitches from my abdomen up to the bottom of my breasts. I sniffled as I let my head turn to the right side slowly as the pain decreased in my sore, cramped neck.

"You're awake," a husky male voice sounded and I saw a man in a white coat walk to my side. A doctor?

"Who are you?" My voice came out shaky and lower than normal and I swallowed hard trying to ease the pain in my throat.

"I'm Doctor Jeremiah. You've suffered quit a bit of a wound and you're lucky you're alive," he smiled when he took out a needle and vial.

"What's... That for," I breathed out

"It will help with the pain and you'll be back on your feet in a few months, possibly even weeks," he smiled when he tied a rubber string around my arm to make the vein pop out so he could stick the needle in. I felt a tiny prick then a cold swab on my arm and I sighed when my body gradually became numb and I turned slowly and carefully onto my side.

"(Y/N)..." I saw the door open and I reached out for Eren and smiled when he took my hand.

"How are you feeling?" He murmured.

"Good," I yawned and retreated my hand to rub my eyes drowsily.

"I just have her medicine so she'll be sleepy," Doctor explained.

"I'll see her tomorrow I guess... Sweet dreams," I felt warm lips against my forehead and I smiled as I let my eyes close, disappearing into darkness with no fear.