Chapter one: I just want to be loved
Historia was lying awake in the middle of the night. She was tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable. She honestly didn't want to close her eyes. She didn't want to sleep.
She honestly didn't know what she wanted anymore. She had been so used to faking that she was happy, that she almost did it without trying. And now, people wanted her to go and be 'Christa.' To hide the rest of her yet again.
Honestly, she didn't want to be that, but everyone wanted her to be like that. To go back to a personality that had no pain or sad past. To be someone she wasn't. They didn't like the rest of her personality that she hadn't shown.
It's like they hated that she wasn't exactly what they thought.
Historia got up, walking out. She was going to talk to someone who actually wanted her. The only person who was calling her a fake.
She stopped at Armin's door. Armin's eyes fluttered open as he sat up, looking at her.
"Hey Historia. You okay?" Armin asked, looking slightly worried. Historia looked down and nodded slightly.
"Can I come in?" she asked. Armin nodded. Historia walked in, sitting by Armin's side. The two looked at each other.
"So…um…"
"Couldn't sleep?" Armin asked. Historia nodded.
"I have a lot on my mind…I just…can't understand it," Historia said. Armin looked at her, his blue eyes questioning.
"Can't understand what?"
"Everybody…they all are trying to bring back a girl who wasn't even complete in the first place…they all want me to give away love like it's extra change…but I can't. I've never been like that. They want Christa. I'm Historia…I haven't even known love in my life…so why…?" Historia asked the last part to herself more than Armin.
Armin gave her a sad look.
"Look…I know that everyone acts like you aren't you…but…I don't believe that. I believe that you are who you are, even if you change completely. So…don't listen to them," Armin said softly. Historia looked at him, surprised.
"Armin…"
"Historia…I want to be friends with you. Not Christa. All I need…is your permission…" Armin said.
Historia slowly nodded.
"Okay…You can Armin…I'd like that…" Historia admitted. The two sat there in silence, before Armin yawned.
"We should probably try going to sleep," Armin stated. Historia nodded. Historia stood up, and was about walk off, when she stopped and turned back around.
"Thank you, Armin."
Armin shook his head.
"No…I did nothing worth thanking."
Historia had a very small smile. She then gave Armin a small kiss on the cheek. Armin's eyes widened, and his cheeks turned red, but she left before he could react.
She climbed into bed.
She could finally sleep in peace.