A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, school started and I already have a ton of work. I've been stressed out lately. Its a small update~ but its something at least. Anyways, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan/ Shingeki no Kyojin
Eren was too dumbfounded to speak. Why him? Every thought that raced through his mind infuriated him even more. This, to him, was the worst kind of betrayal that has ever bestowed on him. Replaced, useless, I'm a goddamn failure.
Mikasa and Armin hopelessly stared at him, eyeing him carefully to make sure he doesn't have one of his angry outbursts again.
"Eren?" Mikasa whispered, gently stroking his hand to somewhat console him. His tensed muscles relaxed a bit from the simply touch. He tried so desperately to keep his nger buried within himself. But the unthinkble thought of 'stupid horseface' replacing him was taunting the last strand of self control he managed to storage. They loathed each other since the first moment they've known each other, contradicting Jean and Armin's unlikely friendship, the two personalities clashed together in the worse way possible.
"Eren, you know its unhealthy to keep your anger buried like that?" Armin worryingly stated, resting his hand on Eren's left shoulder. But Eren only had one question in mind he could only bare to ask.
"Why him?" He muttered quietly. Mikasa pitifully watched as the boy tensed up more.
She stroked his hair and said, "He was Farlan's second choice, right after you." Eren scowled.
"But he's in attack and so is Reiner. There should be at least a mid-fielder or defense."
"I honestly don't know, Eren."
The simple answer angered him more, not willing to take 'I don't know' as an acceptable answer.
"Don't say that." He tighten his already strong hold on her hand as his right arm ached in pain. Don't you dare get angry , not now, He desperately thought.
"Eren, you're hurting me." The raven haired girl winced in pain, and pried her hand free. It was sore and she rubbed it carefully and looked at the boy as he stood up and attempted to apologize. She took a few steps towards Armin and pitifully watch Eren as he trudged towards them.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Eren." Armin whimpered, doing his best to put a smile on his face. "There's nothing to apologize for, you're just mad because you were replaced by someone you aren't exactly fond of, but you'll always be the best lacrosse player to us."
The simple words made Eren relax a little but he couldn't ignore the pain screaming in his arm. He didn't take his medication yet, questioning the point of taking it if he was not in any kind of pain, and he regretted his ignorant decision already. He walked to his cabinet, feeling Mikasa and Armin's eyes follow his every move. He took a pill, swallowed it with water and waited for the sweet euphoria of release.
"Are you okay now?" Mikasa cautiously approached him, and once she was close enough, Eren lightly kissed her forehead.
"Yeah."
The next day at school was mostly uneventful. People would approach Eren throughout the day and would ask if they can sign his cast. Of course he obliged, not feeling the slightest irritated. He would try to avoid most of his teammates in the hallways, still humiliated for being kicked out of the team. Mikasa would often tell him he can't hide from them forever and that he should man up and confront them.
It wasn't until Biology class that he had an encounter with one of his teammates, Connie.
"Hey Eren." He cheered as he slumped down on his seat beside the brunet.
He knew he couldn't keep his guard up high for so long, so instead of sulking and grumbling, he returned the greeting with a neutral tone.
"Hey Connie, how are you?"
"Heh, I was gonna ask you the same thing." He gazed at Eren's cast and took notice of the black and blue scribbles drawn all over it. "Cool! Imma sign it too."
"Go ahead." He gestured to the harden plasticized wrappings on his arm and as soon Connie finished, their teacher Hanji Zoe walked in. Cheerful as always, she chirped, "Good afternoon, my beautiful rays of sunshine!"
"Good afternoon." They all stated statically in unison, some simply grumbling out of sheer boredom.
"Who here loves the ocean and the fantastic things that lurk within it's depths?!
Armin's hand shot right up.
"That's the spirit, Armin!" Hanji clasped her hands together and began her introductory to the new lesson. Of course, Armin. Eren thought and smiled to himself. Ever since they were little, Armin developed a passion for the ocean, always desiring to visit the vast body of water. The lesson took the whole period, with Armin offering a few facts and answers now and then.
Hanji forced them to take two pages worth of notes. Eren praised to whatever god that was looking down on them, he was born left-handed. He wrote the notes down just fine and maybe, he thought, he could survive 6 weeks with only his one functioning arm.
The bell rung, and the class dispersed almost immediately.
"Have a great day!" Hanji practically yelled at the top of her lungs and Levi, their P.E. teacher, was walking along with the students and screamed at her to "shut the hell up."
"C'mon Leviiii, don't be like that!" She yelled back, "WAIT, EREN! Lemme sign your cast!"
Eren met Mikasa in the hallway right before leaving to her P.E. Class.
"So, how's Jaeger?" Annie flatly greeted her as the raven haired girl entered their locker room.
"Pretty okay..." She idly replied, obviously not wanting to converse with the blonde. Annie hinted on the sarcastic and harsh tone and rolled her eyes.
"Alright, Ackerman. Whatever you say." She spat out, crossing her arms. The raven haired girl frowned. She stared at the shorter girl saunter out the locker room.
The stoic girl sat on the bench, tying her worn out runners she has been using for P.E. since freshman year. Though, when she played soccer during Freshman and Sophomore year, she barely touched them. She currently plays on their high school senior team, The Titans. The season ended a month ago, but she still practices and plays with her coach, Isabel. It was also the reason why she quit swimming, she was dedicated to soccer, being the youngest to ever play on their senior team 3 years ago. Although, she couldn't compete with Eren's dedication to lacrosse.
Her fingers fumbling with the dirty laces, she heard a sudden exasperated sigh beside her. The air immediately smelt of bread and cream filled cakes.
Sasha.
"Hey." Mikasa said, not making eye contact with the brunette.
"Help me, Mikasa." The brunette breathed, slumping her face into her hands. "Connie won't shut up about Eren and lacrosse."
The taller girl smiled at the name, the thought of Eren almost cheering her up instantly.
"Huh." She let out. "Eren does miss his lacrosse team."
"Well..." Sasha started, frowning. A look of panic was present in her brown eyes. But before she could finish, they heard Levi yell.
"HURRY UP, YOU BRATS. I WILL LITERALLY BUST THAT DOOR OPEN AND DRAG YOUR GOD DAMN LAZY ASSES OUT OF THERE. YES, I AM TALKING TO YOU MISS ACKERMAN AND MISS BRAUS." Levi suddenly screamed from outside, which was followed by a few exchanges of giggles from their classmates.
Sasha bolted out the door, with her shoe laces untied and she fell face first in front of Mr. Ackerman.
"Tch."
His leg twitched, as if wanting to kick her head. But he walked away, leaving Sasha to groan at the floor.
Mikasa walked to her, gathering the brunette off the floor. "You're stupid." She whispered as she gently tidied the brunette's unruly ponytail.
"Ow..."
A/N: Told you it was short. Again, apologies for the small update and for not posting in almost a month. There might be grammatical errors though.
This is a boring update, but the next one will be pretty fucking amazing.
I could guarantee you that.
Thanks for reading and favs/reviews are always appreciated.
