Heyo, new story, coolio.
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Eren stared down at the blood running along his wrists. He knew that if Levi or the others found out, they'd kill him. Armin and Mikasa knew, though they both were against it, but never tried to him stop. He loved the sensation of a blade digging piercing his skin-loved the pain and control he possessed while doing so.
"Hey, shit stain, get your ass up here for breakfast," Eren heard a voice call out to him.
"Yes, sir."
Eren looked down to his arm to see the cuts already healing themselves.
'Well at least the cuts would be gone before anyone noticed.' Eren thought.
As he trudged upstairs, he saw Levi waiting for him, permanent scowl in place.
"Hello Captain," He said, smiling brightly. 'That's right, keep smiling, they'll never know anything is wrong.'
"Tch, hurry your ass up," Levi said, scowling more if that was possible.
"Yes, Captain."
When they entered the mess hall, Levi took seat in his usual place and Eren sat in his seat, at the end of table...isolated. He knew they were scared of him, he could hear their whispers, even though they didn't know that. He could hear all of the words thrown about him, but never to him. They never said anything to him, always to themselves. They'd sometimes glance over at him when they thought he wasn't looking. But he was.
'The beast has arrived.'
'I'm so scared that one of them can look like us.'
'He's so disgusting'
At first he tried not to let it get to him, but it was hard. They eventually crawled into his brain, into his heart, and he can't help but believe it. 'Maybe I'd be better off dead...no one'd miss me.' Yes, death did sound wonderful, but it'd be hard...or would it. Cutting was easier then he had originally thought, but now it was a matter of how. What would be a good way to off yourself.
'Gun? no, too loud...or would I just be able to decapitate myself. Yes, that might be easier,'He thought.
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