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Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

The sound of Eren Jaeger's and Levi's alarm clock went of, signaling that it was time to wake up and do their work. It was four in the morning, and it was still dark outside, no trace of sun to be found. The dark, grey clouds hung over their neighborhood as if awaiting and surely, downpour would start within a few hours.

Levi was always the one to wake up first. He opened his eyes, feeling sluggish and tired today. Both males had only gotten three hours of sleep because of their father's loud love making directly above their room, and to say the least, it disgusted both of them. Levi looked around, looking at the clock which read 4:00AM before snoozing it, telling the alarm clock that it was fine to shut up now. Her then turned around and was shocked to see Eren facing him, hands on his head, his legs pulled towards his chest. He looked so scared while he slept- he always did, and Levi knew why.

Every now and then, if something was done wrong, Eren's father would break into their room and hit Eren's head extremely hard with his hand. Now a days, it didn't happen as frequently as it had back then, because they were older and much more responsible, but this sleeping position had become a habit for Eren to sleep in. Levi slept casually, his arms always wrapped around something- whether it be a pillow or Eren's torso. Eren cared from little to nothing when Levi did this: it was just natural.

Levi took a large intake of oxygen before gently taking a cold hand, raising it and placing it onto Eren's own.

Eren's body stiffened and Levi frowned. He must've thought it was his father again.

"Eren," Levi softly began, his voice raspy, his throat parched, "it's time to wake up. Come on," Levi then held onto Eren's hand tighter.

Eren groaned and opened an eye, fierce emerald eyes looking into silver bullets, "Le..vi?"

"Yeah, it's me." Levi took his hand off Eren's, eyes still gleaming as he watched Eren shift on the bed slightly. Levi sat up, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Already..?" Eren yawned, sitting up along with Levi, "It has only been about thirty minutes!"

Levi turned his head to face Eren. "I thought you slept at one?" He glared at Eren, his eyes sharp.

Eren choked on air, looking rather nervous. He grinned sheepishly at Levi, "Sorry, I was..."

Levi rose an eyebrow, "Doing what?"

"..Planning out for our escape today, remember?" Eren grinned. He then shot up from bed and began to fish for his notepad beneath.

Levi gave him an odd look, "Escape..?" He thought for a moment, "Oh, that plan." Levi seemed incredulous now, "Look Eren, I don't think it's going to work."

Eren paused. He stopped looking for the notepad and hunched his back, his shoulders slouched. He turned to look at his one and only friend, looking very upset and disappointed. Green eyes seemed to question Levi's very being, "You said that yesterday, and you said that you would help!" Eren complained.

"Eren," Levi looked down, "we've almost died once. I don't want something like-" he flinched as he remembered the image of Eren being thrown to a wall like a rag-doll, his pained screams and the sickening sound of a bone cracking echoing in his ears, "that to happen.. again." He shook his head, "I don't want that to happen again." Levi's eyes met Eren's determined one, a still scowl on his face, "I don't want you to suffer anymore. I'm fine living like this, as long as we live-!"

A spark of flames lit Eren's eyes, igniting rage, "Is that it!?" He coldly laughed at Levi, "Don't you want to see the outside world?"

Levi was about to say something, but yet again, Eren cut him off.

"Levi," Eren looked down, his hair falling to cover his eyes, "I don't want to live like this anymore." He suddenly shot up, his hands reaching for Levi's shoulders. He tackled Levi down onto the bed, his eyes wide. Levi's own eyes widened as wet drops of tears fell onto his cheeks, and at that moment, he realized the charming, vibrant look in Eren's eyes. Innocence. Innocence tinged with anger, and then he realized how green Eren's eyes were. It was almost as if they were glowing in the dark. They were as clear as day, salty tears welling up at the base of the green of Eren's eyes. Levi took this time to examine Eren further, feeling oddly interested in Eren's looks at the time. He never really had the time to look, identify and examine anymore- he had always been so busy. Busy with a cruel life, busy with a cruel father looking after his own son and son's friend in disgusting manners. He noticed how pale Eren's tan skin, and he quickly took note of how dry his full lips were. "He could work as a model," Levi figured as his eyes roamed around Eren's body more. Tan skin which contrasted to Levi's, not exactly smooth but it wasn't so bumpy either. Levi's eyes fell on a scar beside Eren's ear. Yet again, another painful reminder of the day they'd learned their lesson. Unconsciously, he lifted a hand cupped one of Eren's wet cheeks, tears still running down like streams while Levi looked back up at Eren's vibrant eyes.

Eren was full on sobbing, fat tears sliding down his pale cheeks, "Levi," the said boy took notice that Eren's voice had softened, "I don't like living like this..." Eren continued to sob, taking a hand off one off of Levi's shoulders and holding onto Levi's hand cupping his face, "We need to get out of these... these walls- this cage that we're stuck in. Listen, and hear me out, okay? We're living like livestock, and we've been living like this for almost a decade," he shifted, straddling Levi, "and I'm tired- no, we're both tired in this world where you only have one choice- to work for that bastard of a father of mine." Eren closed his eyes and tried to catch his uneasy, bated breaths as he remembered his happy family long ago- the happy family which was burned down to ashes after a sole calamity which lead to more disasters and Levi was caught like a helpless fish in a net. These events which happened made them dislocate from society and to everyone around them.

It has been seven years since they've last been outside.

And to society, they have become invisible.

No one would recognize them.
No one would care.

A fire lit in Levi's heart at Eren's words. It was true. It was the painful truth: they were living like livestock in these walls the brunette's father had locked them in for years. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and took in some of the damp air, Eren's tears wetting his own cheeks, sliding down them and falling onto the itchy, dirty bed sheets, unattended for five months.

Eren was shocked when he saw that glint he had seen long ago in Levi's eyes. His heart stopped as Levi spoke:

"I'll help you."

A smile.

The fire in one's heart was back, although it was very, very dim, but everything had a chance. Everything had a chance to glow brighter, to rise higher until it finally licked the sky.


After they had dressed into their thick, warm clothes, knowing they would be outside later on, they ascended up the stairs. Eren was extremely worried. The notepad was lost in their room and of course, they had checked everywhere for it. It was their master key to living, this one sheet of lined paper. It was gone now, Eren had either misplaced it or rats could've taken it.

Eren opened the wooden door. The smell of drugs met him. It was natural to smell things like these now, it hardly concerned both of the teenagers. The first thing Eren saw when he exit out of the basement was a needle on the ground, half filled with fluids that he could recognize as heroine. He cringed his nose in utter disgust and picked it up, quickly walking to the bathroom which was in front of him and dropping it into the empty trash can after he drained the fluids in the sink. He then walked over to the mini room filled with cleaning equipment, seeing as Levi was already there, pulling on yellow latex gloves and what seemed to be window cleaning spray. Eren smiled at Levi, who looked annoyed, "This will be our last day, Levi..." Eren whispered, "our last day."

Levi shot him a small smirk, "Let's hope so..." He responded before taking the rest of the tools he needed and leaving to clean some windows, wrapping white cloth on his head and placing a white bandana over his mouth and tying it to secure it in place.

Eren chuckled lightly, but inside he was nervous.

What if the plan was ruined? What if they did not do it correctly? What if, what if, what if...

Eren grabbed the plastic broom stick and clenched his fist around it, tightening his grip.


Eight hours has passed, and their father was now awake for lunch.

Eren quietly sipped his soup along with Levi, eying his very own father in disgust. He felt no affection towards his father, just pure hate. Pure, grand hate.

Grisha Jaeger was drinking his daily dose of Pincer Vodka, the supposedly strongest vodka you could find out there. He poured some into a glass, not caring for the spills he created will doing so. He beckoned a finger, telling Levi to stand up.

Levi stood up and grabbed a napkin, rushing over to Grisha and wiping the alcohol off the table. He then bunched the stained napkin up and threw it to the closest garbage can and went back to eating beside Eren.

Grisha took the clear shot glass and brought it up to his mouth, drinking the whole thing in one whole gulp. He noticed Eren's abhorred gaze at him and laughed, "Son, why are you glaring at me like that, hm?" His speech was already slurred. Levi narrowed his eyes. Was he still drunk from the night before..?

Eren didn't say anything. He only clenched his mouth shut and glared at his so-called father. He played with the light yellow soup using his spoon, repeatedly making circles to entertain himself while he continued his ministrations.

Grisha glared back at him, "What? You wish you were as special as Levi?"

Eren's sharp, murderous glare sharpened.

Grisha look out a breathless laugh, "You can't ever be like Levi, Eren," he continued to laugh, "look at yourself closely in a mirror! I would've wished that you were Levi, and if I knew you'd be like this, I would've killed you and took Levi in as my child, and none of this would happen. Compared to Levi, you're filth easily found under a boot! You don't even have my handsome looks! You're weak, so easy to break," a menacing smile emitted from Grisha, "so easy to break. You're like a broken twig, taped together by weak strings. No matter how many times you fix yourself, you always break, and break, and break, and brea-!"

Eren slammed his hands down onto the table, having enough of his father's drunken babbles, "Maybe I could look at myself if you let us have a mirror! You tell me to look at myself, but it's like you're better than I am- you aren't. If it weren't for me and Levi babying you constantly, you'd be a worthless, piece of shit!" Eren pulled back from his chair and began to walk away from the table, "I'm going to clean now, I've lost my appetite."

Surprisingly, Grisha only laughed as if what Eren had said was nothing but bullshit. "Hey!" He called out to Eren.

Eren ignored him and continued to walk on, and just as he reached the bathroom door, a spoon was sent flying to his head. Eren growled and looked behind him, "What!?" He barked.

"Where's my needle? It was there yesterday and don't lie to me," Grisha laid back in his chair while Levi continued to try and eat. Eren's food was always delicious, but on days like these, it seemed tasteless.

"I threw it out," Eren quickly replied before beginning to walk.

"Hey bitch!" Grisha stood up, "Take it out of the garbage and give it to me."

Levi sensed that something dangerous would happen. He immediately stopped eating and prepared himself for what was going to happen.

"No," Eren scoffed, "besides, if I did, there would be nothing in it."

These words caused Grisha to snap.

Grisha rushed forward to Eren, who was now standing still like a deer caught in headlights. Grisha swung his strong hands and clasped Eren's leaping throat, pushing his own son onto a wall and choking him, raising him up until Eren's feet could barely touch the ground, but he was in luck. He was tall, after all, if he were Levi's height, he would be dead for sure. Eren scratched at the hands wrapped around his throat as he desperately gasped and grabbed for air.

"You little fucker!" Grisha cursed, laughing sardonically as he watched his son look for air, "Haven't you learned not to do stupid things like that? Oh wait, stupid people like you can't learn! You're brain is as small as a grain- do you see what I mean when I call you weak you piece of shit!?"

Levi snapped into action. "Stop!" He growled at Grisha, knowing if he had attacked the elder man he would get his skull bashed into the wall.

Eren's frantic eyes found Levi's, "Le...vi," He seemed to struggle letting Levi's name out, and with every letter he said, he felt his air hole slowly clamp shut. His lungs were dying from the lack of air, and the pain... the unbearable pain.

Levi's silver eyes widened as the coexistent light in Eren's eyes began to vanish, his skin visibly paler than it already was. He was dying. He was dying.

He was dying.

Cogwheels whirred in Levi's mind and he then jumped. He landed a punch onto Grisha's face, successfully causing him to topple onto the ground. Levi felt fearless, attacking the thing he feared the most. It was like taming your fears.

Grisha and Eren fell to the floor with a loud thud.

Grisha hissed as his glasses were knocked off his face, falling onto the floor. Levi quickly pulled Eren, who was trying to regain his breath desperately, and stomped on Grisha's glasses, knowing that Eren's dad couldn't see near or far without them.

At the sound of glass breaking, Grisha screamed, "Levi! You son of a bitch!" He screamed at nothing as he stared ahead, trying to figure shapes out from their forms, "How dare you!?" Grisha then stood up, wobbly. He launched himself at a potted plant which he had believed was Levi.

Levi took this as a chance. He ran upstairs, leaving Eren behind.

Eren knew what Levi was doing, "Quickly," he panted, "go..."

Levi raced upstairs, his heart pounding. If he were any later then thirty seconds, it would be the end for Eren and him. He knew Grisha heard him going upstairs, and he was most likely going to target Eren first because he was already gasping for air and weak as of the moment. Levi opened the door to the left which was Grisha's bedroom and quickly searched for money. He needed all the money they needed- jewelry even- so they could live off. Levi quickly found money in the putrid smelling room. He took bunches and bunches of money of all sorts, ranging from twenty to a hundred dollars. Money which were already bunched up- probably supposed to be sold to drug dealers to get drugs, and probably from the drugs he had sold over time. He opened drawers, stealing as much as he could and sliding them into a black bag he had found nearby which reeked of weed. He took socks, knowing they would need it for later on.

While pulling the drawers, he found Carla Jaeger's jewels: untouched and dusty. It was the cleanest of drawers, perfumes of all sorts inside that one drawer. Levi bit his lip and took a few things, not wanting to disturb Carla's treasures by taking all of the most important things she owned. Thirty seconds was up, and Levi had to go. He was about to turn around until he saw a picture of Eren, Carla and himself, huddled up with Carla's arms wrapped around their heads, hugging them close to her. He froze for a moment. He let the memory catch up to him before reality sank in as he heard Eren scream. He quickly grabbed the photo inside the light green picture frame and left.

Rushing downstairs and almost falling, he found Grisha about to punch Eren. Levi kicked the old man off Eren, not feeling the slightest bit sorry when he did so. He successfully knocked Grisha off Eren, seeing as Grisha rolled onto his side, clutching his head which had banged into the wall.

Levi grabbed Eren, slung the black bag on his back and did the only choice they had left:

To run.

Levi and Eren bolted out the door in bare feet, unlocking the door and running out while the alarm wailed. Eren almost screamed as his feet felt the unfamiliar stone pavement, bringing tears to his eyes as he felt the roughness. Tears leaked from his eyes, and he wanted to stop, but he knew- no, they knew- that they weren't allowed to. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how much pain they felt, they had to keep on going.

It was all in order to live.

It wasn't until that they found themselves in a completely unfamiliar, dark alley way that Eren realized with a breath taking smile...

They were free.

They were free.

They. Were. Free.


Heheh sorry for the late update XD!