Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin nor the characters.
tWarnings: Character Death. Some Graphic scenes and violence.
While I am not a fan of the movies, I do enjoy Meyer's writing style. The whole sparkle thing is a bit out of the ordinary and very dramatized, but I like where she was going with the plot of the actual series. Listening to Bella's lullaby and reading some fics gave birth to this beauty.
There are four things I know for certain;
One, Levi is a vampire and that might not necessarily be a bad thing
Two, There's a side of him that I know nothing about, and I might not ever know anything about.
Three, I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
Four, If my mom were alive, she'd kill me for being the biggest idiot out of the entire human population.
There's a lot of things I'm going to miss about Shiganshina: the hot sun, the equally hot weather, most importantly, I'm going to miss my mother's warm smile.
The accident was quick and painless, the only optimistic thing about it. They said she must have been distracted by something, her phone maybe. She'd died and with nowhere else to go, I have to move back in with my dad.
"Your father is a good man, Eren" Hannes says, his knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel too harshly, "An excellent doctor too."
I hum in acknowledgment to his statement, my knees tucked under my chin as I stare out the window.
"He loves you…" Hannes continues, staring at me out of the corner of his eye, "He loved your mother too."
"He has a funny way of showing it" I respond, my voice dripping with poison. His lips purse and then form a straight line at my obvious attitude and anger, but he doesn't say anything.
I turn back to watching out the window, watching the sandy terrain morph slowly into fields and then watching the fields morph into forests. Rose, is anything and everything but warm and sunny.
It's cold, it's wet, and it's humid. It's almost always constantly raining, and if it isn't raining it's snowing. It's one of the darkest and coldest places on earth, an earth incarnation of hell in my opinion. I would know because I lived there for eight years growing up as a kid.
Eight years I grew in the damn place and not once did I enjoy a minute of it. I hated the weather but most importantly I hated my dad, no, I hated his first child; his job.
I can't say that I hated him because how can you hate someone you barely even knew? I hated his job for taking him away from me, away from mom. And she hated it too.
Hannes was a childhood friend of hers, they would help each other out all the time and frequently talk over the years; I can't say that I resent her for speaking to Hannes behind my dad's back about moving in with him to get away from my dad because what else was she supposed to do? Constantly cooped up inside a giant two story house day in and day out all alone.
The day we moved away, dad had cried, he wanted me to stay with him but I couldn't. Mom didn't want me to, hell, I didn't want to. Who would want to be cooped up in a house all day by yourself?
I did, of course, visit him every summer but nothing changed. Rose would still be cold, wet, and humid and dad would still be busy working. In the end my visiting trips would only end up becoming a week in my old bedroom that he never got around to changing.
After the third year of visiting I didn't have to visit anymore. Mom told him if he wanted to talk to me to call me. It's been six years and the most I've gotten was a 'Good job!' when mom told him I made honor roll my eighth grade year.
I love my dad, but he loves his work, his job. And that's something that has and never will change.
"We can always turn around," I suggest icily, flickering my eyes over to catch his hard stare and expression, "I can just live with you or with Mikasa"
Mikasa is a close friend of mine, almost a sister. She is in college in Shiganshina, living on campus unfortunately.
"You know that won't work, Eren, she lives on campus and I won't be there to help you" he replies so smoothly, as if he has been expecting the question, probably a lot sooner than now.
"I know" I say with a sigh, because I do. He's got his own problems to deal with, his own job to juggle and now the death of his friend to take into consideration. And Mikasa has college and her own life as well. He'd spent so long focusing on keeping her happy and keeping us both healthy and keeping my mom in a good state of mind, he'd lost sight of his own life. The accident caused a rift.
I chose this, I know. And he agreed to it. A part of me regrets choosing to move to Rose and not choosing to share an apartment with Mikasa, but the guilty side of me doesn't want to force her into that, college is already weighing her down and we'd both have to get a job to keep up with bills and rent, not to mention food.
"We're almost there" he informs me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I nod my head once, and peer back out the windows.
Cloudy, trees, and the building styles were really starting to date back into the early 1900s. We were definitely almost there.
When we pull into the meetup, a gas station a couple miles out of Rose because Dad couldn't take a day off to drive all the way to Shiganshina to get me, I don't expect him to be there on time and surprise! He's not.
I stand outside the car, leaning against the hood in my Avenge Sevenfold t-shirt that I got for christmas two years ago when I thought they were a decent band, and my faded blue jeans ultimately regretting packing up my jacket. The weather had dropped twenty degrees at least and I found myself raising my shaky hands to my mouth to try and huff warmth on them so they wouldn't turn blue and have to have my dad chop them off.
I'm tempted to dig through my crap in the trunk and find my cigarettes while Hannes talks with my dad on his cellphone, pacing back and forth in the parking lot.
Dad pulls up in his old chevy malibu, a rather bland car for someone of his status, parking right next to us and slowly getting out of his vehicle.
When I peer over at him from under my thick bangs I instantly double take in shock. He'd grown out his hair and also grew a somewhat mustache with a tiny beard to match. His hair was reaching down just past his shoulders and the stache beard combo made him look at least ten times more proffesional.
"Hannes" He greets, eyes shifting just past me briefly to the other adult before his eyes trains on me.
A smile breaks across his face and he takes the three steps it takes to stand beside me, ruffling my hair a bit with a forced laugh.
"Eren, you've grown, almost as tall as me now!" he says, his voice hadn't really changed at all, still sounding somewhat detached with the world, "How old are you now, fifteen?"
"Seventeen in March" I reply, not surprised that he pretty much guessed wrong. He flushes in embarrassment and scratches the back as of his head as if he hadn't made the mistake.
"Oh how time flies" He plays off, returning his attention to Hannes, "Good to see you again Hannes."
"You too "
This is the part where I zone out and let them talk to each other, I maneuver around my dad, reaching the trunk of Hannes' car and popping it open at the handle. They talk about mom while I transfer my bags into Dad's car, about how she'd been before the accident.
"Ah, Eren, you can just wait in the car" I nod my head, saying goodbye to Hannes and climbing in the front seat of his warm car with a pink nose and ears to match it.
When dad finally climbs into the car I've defrosted and am about to doze off. He smiles awkwardly over at me and I force one back.
"Didn't think you'd grow up to be a rock n' roll kind of teenager" he attempts at making a conversation,motioning to my shirt as he sticks the keys into the ignition, the engine purring like a screeching cat when he turns the key.
"Didn't take you as a biblical man" I comment crudely as some sort of gospel music spills out from his speaker. I quirk my eyebrow a bit at it and his hand shoots out to mute the volume.
"Sorry, I was just flipping the stations and forgot which one I left it on" he chuckles, leaning back and pulling the car out of the parking space. I meet eyes with Hannes through the windshield and give him an awkward smile and wave to match, to which he does the same.
We drive away from the gas station towards Rose soon after. Any attempts of my dad trying to communicate with me I quickly avoid by turning the radio back up and changing the channel to some sort of pop music channel.
'The City of Rose Welcomes You!' the sign reads boldly, covered a bit by the trees surrounding it. I scowl darkly at the sign from behind the car's window, pulling my iphone out when I feel the tell-tale sign of someone messaging me from it's vibration.
Dad somewhat stares as I awkwardly open the text message.
[Mikasa: Don't freeze to death. Love you, be sure to message an e-mail me /every/ night ]
I snort a bit with a tiny smile, my thumbs quickly tapping a response to him before sliding my phone back into my pocket.
[Me: I think the boredom will get me before the cold does. I will, love you too.]
"Welcome home, son" Dad clears his throat and makes out, eyes glued to the road.
"Great to be back, dad"
Here's my question; Who should fill in Alice and Jasper's roles and who should fill in Esme's?
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