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I DO NOT OWN SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN!
She entered the room, her mother was crying on her father's chest. Luce looked up as she saw her daughter enter, she dried her tears, not wanting her daughter to see her like this.
"Alice, come here." Her voice cracked.
"I'm sorry Alice, I did everything I could but Albert… your father…" Grisha bit his lips, he always hated moments like this, he thought carefully of a way to break the news to her. "Your father passed away."
"What does that mean?" Alice asked.
"It means papa… papa is… dead." Her mother said it in between sobs.
"Dead?"
"I'm sorry darling, I'm so sorry." Luce covered her face in her arms.
"I don't understand."
She went up to her father.
"Papa, what are they talking about?"
Her mother hugged her in her arms.
"I'm sorry Alice. Papa is gone."
"Gone? I don't get it, what are you talking about? Papa is here. He's right here! Why are you crying Mama?" Her head was overwhelmed by so many emotions, tears formed in her eyes.
Her hands reached for her fathers, she cupped them with hers.
"Why are they so cold? Papa? Papa? Wake up… Why won't you wake up? Her voice sounded weak. "Didn't you say we'd go see the flowers? Papa, you're a liar!" She shoved her mother aside.
"Alice…" Her mother muttered.
"Papa lied to me!"
A single tear rolled down from her cheek. She threw her rabbit on the ground out of rage mixed with confusion and grief, she ran out of the room and out of the house. The room grew quiet.
"Eren, could you calm her down and bring her back?" Grisha spoke.
He nodded and ran after her. He made his way to the garden, he saw her crouching down by a patch of flowers.
Alice's POV
The flowers, Papa and I planted before he got sick. It's useless now, he's not here to see them. He can't see how well they've bloomed. He will never get the chance to see them.
My hands grabbed as many flowers as they could. Violently, I pulled them out, I pulled every single one I could get my hands on.
"Stupid Papa! I hate you! You big fat liar!" I screamed at the top my lungs.
Tears streamed down from my face like a waterfall.
"What are you doing?!" A voice called out from behind.
I knew who it was, I could tell by his voice. I didn't bother to look up but my hands stopped.
"There's no point anymore! Papa isn't coming back! Papa… won't ever… come back." I said it between sobs and hiccups.
That's right. Papa won't come back, he won't. I can't see his smiling face nor can I longer hear his voice, his laugh, his gentle looking emerald eyes, his warmth, I can no longer experience these things anymore.
When I realized that, my tears wouldn't stop no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I covered my face with my soiled hands. Suddenly, I felt warmth enveloping me, slowly I dropped my hands to find Eren holding me.
"Eren?"
"If you want to cry, just cry. I won't laugh."
I could feel his face turning hot. A sob escaped my mouth. It hurt, it hurt so much that it suffocated me. I didn't even get to hear his last words, I'd never get the chance to because it's too late now. The emotions came bursting out of me, fat, wet and painful tears rolled down my cheeks. It was cruel but this is reality, and this is the reality I must come to face whether I want to or not.
The door creaks open, the woman turns her head to its direction. With her eyes downcast, Alice walked up to the woman. Luce took noticed of her soiled hands, knees and her pale yellow summer dress.
"What happened? You're all covered up in dirt." Luce asked.
"I'm sorry Mama… I'm so sorry."
Her tears began to flow out again. The woman embraced her, Alice buries her face into her mother's chest.
"It's alright dear. I know. I'm sorry too."
"Mama, is Alice a bad girl? Does Papa and Mama hate me now?"
"No dear. of course not. Mama and Papa both loves you very much."
"I'm sorry for your loss, Mrs. Berux. I only wished that I could have done something." Grisha said.
"Don't be silly. You've done your best. I'm truly grateful for all you've done, thank you."
"I wish you both well. Eren, say your goodbyes."
"Bye-bye."
"Bye-bye." Alice replied.
Bye-bye… those were the last words she heard from him.
"Mama. Mama!"
"Yes, dear?"
Her face was buried in documents and reports that she did not take note of her daughter.
"Mama, when can I see Eren again?"
"I'm not sure dear."
"But it's been 3 months."
"Alice… I'm busy."
She sighed.
"But you always say that."
"Alice, please!"
She sulked and left the room.
Mama always makes the same excuse…
2 months later…
"Mama what are you doing?"
Her mother stood there holding a machete in her hand.
"Alice, let's go… we're going to see Papa."
"What are you talking about Mama?"
"Come on Alice."
"But Papa isn't coming back, he died 5 months ago, remember? You've been acting weird, Mama."
"What are you saying? Papa is here. We'll be a family again." She held the machete up. "Now come here Alice."
"I don't want to..." her voice trembled.
"Don't you want to see Papa again?"
"I do…"
"Then come, let's go."
She stabs herself in her torso, blood gushes out. Her clothes were slowly dyed in crimson.
"Ma..ma… blood…"
"It's your turn now."
"No! I'm scared, you're hurt."
"It's alright, everything will be fine."
She took a step closer
"You're bleeding, we need to call a doctor. Doesn't it hurt?"
"It'll only hurt for a while."
She swung the machete at her, Alice dodges it. Alice picks herself off the ground and runs upstairs.
"Why are you running away?"
Her feet slams against the marble floor. Her eyes darted from side to side like a lizard. She could hear footsteps ascending, her heart pounds harder. She runs to her room and slams her door, she locks it and hides underneath her bed. Her trembling hands held tightly to her rabbit.
"Eren, save me. I'm scared." She cried.
"Alice… I know you're in there." A voice called out from behind the door.
She covered her ears and closed her eyes. There was nowhere left to run, she was on the second floor, there's no way that she could jump out the window. She could hear her mother calling out to her but she didn't reply.
Help me!
Suddenly, the machete pierced through the door. Then it was pulled out and stabbed again and again. Wood chips scattered all over the floor.
No, I'm scared. Someone save me, anyone! Papa!
A hand pulled through the hole and reached for the door knob.
No one… is going to come…
The door opened, she took a step in.
"Alice, come out."
No, not here.
"Alice?"
I don't want to die here!
This was her chance, it was now or never. Her back was facing her, this was her chance to run. She rolled out from underneath her bed and she ran for the door. "Run!" It became a desperate chant for her. The machete came flying at her, she dodged it but barely, the blade made a cut in her back but she knew she couldn't stop here. She had to get away. The pain overwhelmed her, it shot through her body. The wound was not deep but a 5 year olds tolerant of pain was only that much. She landed hard on her elbows and knees. Gasping for air, she turned around but it was too late, she was cornered.
"It hurts Mama. I'm scared, stop it.
"Don't worry. Mama is here."
Her hand grabbed hold of her smaller ones. She cried out, but her breath was caught in her throat. She tried to jerk free but her grasp was too strong. She trashed her arms, struggling to free herself.
"I don't want to die!" She screamed.
"Die…"
She looks down only to notice her blood stained shirt. She drops the machete and falls on her knees, she reaches for her daughter and embraces her.
"I'm sorry Alice, I'm sorry. Forgive me."
"Mama?"
"I'm sorry." She kept repeating it, her voice gradually grew weaker and slowly it faded.
"Mama?" Her body felt cold, the familiar cold brought shivers down her spine.
"Mama? Answer me! No… don't… you can't leave me… please… don't leave me alone…"
This is such a depressing chapter. I'm sorry I had to squeeze it all in one chapter. I'm not good in describing movements .