Looking at the Horizon she waits for something. And that something is really a someone. A man who doesn't know how to stop fighting for what he wants or what he believes it is right. Someone who thinks is the only one who can save his people. Their people. She knows that the waiting it's futile. The time is running out for him, for both of then. And this thought keeps repeating inside her head almost to the point of making her crazy.
She breathes in and out while rocking back and forth on the chair. And then she stops for a moment and the rocking and the breathing start again. This was her routine every day for the last seven months. She really didn't have anything else to do but sit here outside the house and wait. Wait for him to return by her side. But can she really expect that he would come back so quick just to be with her? Sometimes, in the most desperates days, she thinks yes. And a day like today the answer running throught her head is no. The day is almost over and he is not there. Neverthless she sits here on the porch of the Farmhouse. Hoping that one day he will come walzing from the horizon, almost running between the trees, just to her. And she will be the first one to see him.
Looking at her belly and resting a hand, she starts to rubbing it. Why can you come back to us..Eren. I know why you are not here right know..but are you really coming back soon? She thinks with nostalgia. The thing is that she knows where he is. She knows the reasonof his absense. But she also knows that soon he would be able to be there. But the question remaing..will he come back right away to see her ? she doesn't know what could be his first action, his first move.
"Historia…."
She looks at the door where the voice comes from.
"Come inside. It's almost nightfall now and it's not good for you to stay here for to long. and neither for the baby "
"I know ..." she said in a distant voice refusing to looking at him. Is getting more difficult to see him in the eyes. Every time that she does it she feels the weight of the lie.It's not like he doesn't know it. He knows everything from the first day that she approached him and told him the plan. He had to pretend to be her baby's father so nobody else would suspect. So that no one could see how important the baby really is. Thought..still is a lie she thinks.
" Are you going to come in?"
"Yes, I'm going in a moment ... I just need a few more minutes..."
He stares at her with a worried face. " Historia…."
"I said I needed a few more minutes ..." she looks at him directly for a second and avert her eyes to the wall close to him.
" It's okay". he sighs."I will wait for you inside. Anyway, the food will be ready soon ... you can stay here until everything is finished, "he said, returning to the house but leaving the door open.
She looks at the door for a second and then breathes again. She knows that was not the best way to answer. But she no longer knows how to act, how to be her. All these months have not been easy. Being on the farm, living with a person who she practically hired for this kind of job. Everything would be easier if she could scream of the top of her lungs who the father of her child is, everything would be so much easier and at the same time more difficult. She really miss Eren. He was her greatest adviser and support in all the months prior to he pregnancy. Her defender. Her knight in shining armor. The one who always thinks about saving her and the first one to oppose when there was something that could harm her.
She flips one more look to the horizon with a sigh. The background remains unchanged. Feeling that it is time to enter, she began to stand up with a little of difficulty from the chair and go towards the door. There goes another day, she thinks while she goes inside the house. Maybe tomorrow will be another kind of day. Just maybe she hopes.