Awesomewriter177: Oh hi SNKLife, watcha doing?

SNKLife: I'm trying to sleep after the shitty trip we just had. Honestly, why do people take us on trips even if we don't want to go?!

Awesomewriter177: Ha! Which is worse: Not owning Attack on Titan or going on dumb trips?

SNKLife: Screw you 177!

Awesomewriter177: At least I'm not the devil!

SNKLife: -starts pulling her hair-

Whirlpool833: Hi guys! Why did I hear yelling from the other room? oh...

- They are on the floor rolling around and injuring each other -

Whirlpool833: Imma leave now...

Eren's PoV

Step...

Step...

Step...

"Arg...ha...ah..."

The rain splashed down my face and mixed its pure, clean water with my salty tears. The pain was agonizing, unbearable even! I was only two streets away from my crappy apartment, my clothes were soaked and you could see past my ghostly shirt. I kept collapsing next to street-posts screaming with pain, whining wouldn't help but I needed way to relieve my suffering.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

I couldn't think straight, my head was a mess and my vision blurry, the pain was worse than any heat I had had before! It surged through my shaking veins and quivering body. Then I recognized a dark and shady alley that I knew created a shortcut between here and the apartment. I run, well I attempt to run, into the suspicious looking side-path and follow it until I came to a dead end,

"Shit" I cursed

I fell to my knees which made me even more uncomfortable because I had fallen into a massive puddle which had soaked my entire body from head to toe, and yes, that included my bag which had inside my NON-water proof iPhone 6.

I didn't bother to get up because my leg now felt so weak that I'd probably just fall back into the puddle as soon as I tried to get back up. But I did look up, which was definitely one of the smartest things I've ever done while in heat, and there was my window! Which was fairly low to the ground but not low enough for me to reach just standing normally.

But then, in the corner of my hazy vision, I noticed that one of the old bricks had been built a little different from all the others. It was jolting out from the other blocks of stale cement which created a little ledge for me to clime up into the safety called 'an apartment'.

I immediately got my feet, and then I fell down again...

I forgot how numb my legs felt, but I needed to get home.

'Ahhh...'

More emotion started to leak through my voice as I started to climb up the crumbly wall...

Grasp...

Crumble...

'Crap!' My grip had slipped but I manged to keep a hold of the ledge above my drenched and faded head.

Grasp...

Grasp...

Made it!

I dragged my soaked ass into the comfort and protection of the place I call 'home' - even if I don't pay the bills! -

I made my way to the small yet efficient bathroom and opened MY cupboard full of 'Omega Medication' (Suppressants to calm Omega's during their heats...)

Chucking two down my throat an swallowing it will a glass of milk, I found that, even though they were meant to make things better, my heat just got worse...

.

.

.

Fuck...

Author's Note:

Hi!

I'm sorry this took sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long to come out but as I explained in my explanation chapter (that has probably been deleted by now) I completely forgot to write chapters over the holiday's!

Whoops!

Again... I'm Sorry!

Bai!