Two short chapters, now prepare for a long chapter after this one! Hope y'all like the cliffhanger and such.
After a while the two got up and walked home hand in hand. As Levi waved goodbye to Eren he felt a tinge of worry strike a chord in his chest. Eren had promised him that he'd stop fighting and try to find a day job that would earn him just enough to pay his rent, maybe a little to spare for actual food. Levi pushed it off, the brat was, if anything, honest. He stalked back inside and decided to get something to eat.
The day that it happened Eren was just having a normal day. He had finally found a good beat for his next song and after saving a bare dropbeat to his desktop had set off for a morning walk. He pulled on his black trenchcoat that left just enough space to see his black jeans and gray hightop converse. The morning air was brisk as he began to walk down the clear street. Eren was walking along enjoying the view, his c0at billowing as cars swept past. He was looking into the street when he saw it. The old white pickup truck with scratches and dirt, rumbling along. His heartstopped and everything seemed to slow down. Eren quickly smashed back into sensibility and darted behind a house. His blood roared in his ears, his breathing shallow as he lay back against the cold wall. He let himself sink down as he buried his head in his arms. Please don't let him have seen me, please, please, please. Eren's thoughts pounded. But he knew he couldn't hide forever. He had to get away. He had to tell someone. Levi. He instantly pushed the thought away. He could not tell Levi about Avery Brauner. But maybe...screw it. Eren began stalking his way back home.
It wasn't till late night that it happened. Eren was sitting casually on his bed reading an old comic book when he heard a car switch off. Thinking nothing of it he yawned and rolled onto his side. And then it came, the squeaking of a door handle opening and closing. His door opening and closing. Eren stood up, unsure of what to do. It was probably Levi, he figured. Footsteps on the stairs. Why was he getting worried? The feet coming to rest in front of his door. The door swung open rather violently. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Young, thin face.
"A-Avery?" He barely got the words out before he was being shoved up against the wall and Avery had his tongue practically down his throat, his fingers unbuttoning his shirt. Eren struggled against him trying to get free. But Avery was strong, Eren knew that. So he just let the tears fall down his face again. Like always.
