|A|N| Chapter name creds to the Gazette. Some of you guys are hotties.

|Story Starts|

Today Armin couldn't care less about anyone or anything. It's kind of funny seeing him so moody. Right now I'm sitting down at the kitchen table and he's searching the cupboards for food. You could hear him smothering coughs into his arms.

"You sure that's just a cold?"

You asked.

"It's not."

"Then why the hell haven't you said anything like that before!?"

"Because today I'm honest Armin. I don't feel like upholding my 'goodie goodie, it's all okay' look."

"Well then 'honest Armin', what do you think is wrong with you?"

"Everything."

"No, the cough. What do you think it is?"

"I don't know. Maybe allergies. I cough a lot, I have little and big coughing sessions, sometimes."

"Maybe you have asthma. That would really explain a lot."

"Will I die from this thing?"

"Probably not."

"Then I don't care."

You rolled your eyes.

"You don't give a shit today, do you?"

"Nope."

You giggled.

"I'm hungry."

He whined.

"Then eat."

"Stop giving stupid answers! I don't need any of this sh-."

He took a deep breath in, then out.

"Sorry. I'm out of control."

Armin fell to his knees. His true self was quickly returning. You ran to his side and comforted him with a nice, warm hug.

"Y/N I'm going crazy. All the darkness I've kept in for this long is finally coming out."

"That's fine. Let it all out."

"But I don't want too."

He began to cry. You held him tighter.

"I'm afraid of what I'll become. I won't be myself anymore."

He weeped.

"You don't have to worry. Everything's going to be fine."

"It won't."

"It will. Just close your eyes, think about all of the terrible things you think will happen. Then when you open your eyes, they'll be all gone. They're only dreams. That's why you see them when you close your eyes. And when you open your eyes, you'll see everything's alright. That's reality. It's all going to be alright."

Armin sniffles and leaned into you. I can feel how much he's shaking.

"If all the bad things are in my dreams.... th-then I don't want to go to sleep."

"You can't have two perfect worlds, it's not possible."

"Does that mean your dreams are bad?"

"We're not talking about me. This is about you."

"Y/N, you know I hate being the centre of attention."

"Sorry..."

Armin sighed and wiped away his tears.

"You said I can let it all out? Fine. I will."

He got up and walked away. You got up and followed him to the front door.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know. Don't follow me."

"Are you coming back?"

"Yes."

He got on his winter coat and boots, then storming out the door. You ran out after him.

"Stay safe- let me give you my cellphone!"

"No. I'll be fine."

Maybe I should of just been tough and told him to suck it up. I'm not sure I like this 'dark Armin'. You watched him trudge down the street through the thickening snow. You closed the door and returned to the couch. I'm not his parent. I can't just hawk-eye him all of the time. I guess I'll just have to take his word. Now all I can do is wait.

Armin walked through all of the streets you had taken him down, finally ending up finding a forest. He made a swift bolt through the trees, and stopped when he felt that he'd gone deep enough. He coughed and wheezed, still suffering from an unknown cause.

"I.... don't.... get it."

Armin breathed. After a long few minutes of catching his breath he stood quietly and listened. He listened for anyone around. For you, or any strangers. He didn't want anyone but himself to hear what he wanted to say. Once it was clear he began.

"I.... I f-f-f-fu-fu-fu-f-fuck-ck-ing hate Eren. Why did he have to read the d-damn journal? This would of never happened if it weren't for him. I wouldn't have half the pain in my life if it weren't for him screwing up and being so nosy- ah. What am I saying? He's my best friend. He cares about me, right? It had to have been an accident. But then again, shit keeps happening to me and he just happens to be involved. I feel like he's out for me, and that I'm just the third wheel. It's really just him and Mikasa. Everyone just pity's me. They don't actually like me. How could anyone like a timid person like me. Even someone like me wouldn't like me. Fu-fuck. My life is absolute shit. I might as well just kill myself if it weren't for Y/N keeping me here. She's the only person I'm staying for. Heck, maybe I just should of called myself the suicidal maniac and not Eren. I'm always thinking about death anyways. Hell, I'm thinking about it right now. I need to get a hold of myself. At least for Y/N. As if I'd ever be all dark for her. Like hell in scaring my last hope at love away. Well, never mind. As if she actually likes me. I mean look at me. I ran away to talk to myself in the forest. Im stupid. I should probably be getting back. I bet she's thinking about how weird I am. She'll ask me what happened when I get back. What do I say? I can probably just make up an excuse when I get there. Yeah. That sounds good."

Armin turned around and walked back into civilization. He walked slowly up the snowy sidewalk in the direction of your house.

|To Be Continued|