The former members of the 104th Trainees Squad stood looking out the of windows of the supply building. Looking for him. Fearing that the worst had happened, and they lost another friend. No not friend, They were more than friends they were like a family. A family that felt each others sorrow, loneliness, and joy. A family that stuck together. A family that mourns everyday for their losses.
"Where is Jean?"
"He went off to fight a Deviant type, Mikasa." Armin stated, fighting the tears that threatened to fall down his face.
"And you didn't help him!"
"No, he said he could handle it." The small blond male had tears streaming down his face. Silence was all that followed.
Nobody had questioned Jean's actions, and even if they did they didn't say a word. At that time, they only feared for their own lives, they only cared about if they lived. They didn't have time to care about if he lived or died, they were to focused on themselves. They regret their decision. To them, they made the wrong choice.
After the battle
The hole in the wall was taken care care of by the one and only, Eren Yager. The military branches were now recording the lives that were lost. The group that was once with Jean, now looked for any sign of him. Hoping, that he was simply unconscious, and not dead. If only they knew how wrong they were. They should've know the second he didn't return, that he was dead. They turned a blind eye to the truth, and continued their search. Only to be devastated. They had found him, impaled. The boy that was once so full of life, was now confirmed dead. The hazel eyes that held joy and sorrow, now closed forever. The arms that held the ones he loved, now limp and cold. The mouth that showed some many expressions, now only show one, a smile. A smile that will forever stay on his face. A smile that welcomed death.
The dinning hall is now silent, for Eren has no one to pick a fight with. Dealing with the military police is now harder, because now there is no one to take Erens place. Training sessions are now dull, because now there is no one that holds Marco's smile. Mikasa grew her hair out, because the one that was now dead had once complemented her on it. When they had lost him, they had lost a member of their small, broken family.
Everyone makes choices in this world, you just have to hope you make the right one.
