Again, I am sorry guys. BUT! I will tell you two things...

1. Don't assume

2. Everything is for a reason

DISCLAIMER: Nah, not mine

Oh btw. I decided to change this to first person, let me know how you prefer it. 1st or 3rd. Thank you all so much! I have over 3,000 views, you're all ace :3

We pulled up to Hanji's house. I didn't say a word, I couldn't speak.

Why did Mikasa do something like this? She never would, no. She knew how much a cared for her. Mikasa was my only family. There was something behind all this; Mikasa valued her life. Like I said, there was something behind this, I need to find out.

I got out of Hanji's car, wincing the pain of movement. I closed the passenger door and walked up Hanji's drive. She had a house. An actual house, not an apartment, a house. It isn't big, nor is it small. It's a two bedroom house with both a front and back garden.

I have actually been here a few times; Mikasa and I were always close to Hanji, she was like a mother-figure to both of us, since we had lost ours.

Back to the house. My favourite thing about it was, the fact it was homely. The rooms were warm and comfortable, you never felt out of place.

"I have brought a change of clothes for you, Eren. We will go and get the rest of your things tomorrow. Do you want anything to eat?"

I shook my head and gave her a smile. She pointed me off in the direction of the guest bedroom. "Okay then, I have put your things in your room, they're on your bed."

To this, I didn't reply, I just walked towards the stairs, taking each step slow. But even my careful steps didn't prevent pain. I pushed open the door to the guest-now my room. I remember Hanji let me decorate this room myself. Last year, she was re-decorating her house. Mikasa and I helped her out. We did whatever we could for her.

Anyway, she said I could do the room any way I wanted. I painted it white. Hanji was a bit sceptical at first, but I told her to 'hang on' and 'wait and see.'

What I did was the most beautiful mural. It was of the sea, and its horizon, in the sunset. A warm, amber sun could be seen just on the water's edge. It sprayed rays of hot, red and orange across the calm ocean. It was absolutely beautiful. This sight was from memory. It was from my first and last time to the beach, just before my mother got sick. I was around 10, at the time, but the memory stuck. I was thankful it did, too.

I hadn't quite realised how long I had actually been staring. But Hanji had come it at some point and, she too was admiring my mural.

"I do love this room, it's my favourite. I remember when you painted this. Mikasa and I were a bit iffy with the idea of you painting it white. But, wow, you certainly surprised us." Hanji sat on the bed that mirrored the mural. The bed's sheets were golden and warm. "Eren, do you want me to call Erwin and tell him you won't be in?"

I shook my head. I didn't feel like speaking so I took a peace of unused paper that vacated the desk. I wrote:

No, its fine, Hanji. I will go in tomorrow, it helps me forget. We can get my things tomorrow.

I passed her the paper and she read through. Hanji didn't question me of my methods of communicating, I was glad. Once she read it she raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? I mean, think of your injuries as well."

I gave her a nod before writing again.

Yes, I'm sure.

That was all I wrote, nothing else. I avoided her other question immediately.

"Okay, but I would like you to go to my room every break you have. Is that okay?" I was hoping she would ask that. I nodded my head, eager of the idea. She gave my cheek a stroke before pulling me into and embrace. "Good night, Eren." She said before giving my forehead a kiss.

Once Hanji closed the door I changed into my sleep attire and lay on my bed. Today was literally the worst day of my life. Everyone knows I'm gay. Mikasa is gone. And I saw Levi.

Normally people would be happy about seeing the person they love, but no. When I saw Levi something seemed different. His eyes, which normally were busting with emotion, seemed calm… dead almost.

I thought back for the rest of the evening and night, hardly getting any sleep. Something was going on. I'm going to get to the bottom of it too.

I woke up to the gentle shakes and hushed tones of Hanji. "Hey, Eren. Rise and shine buddy."

The morning I didn't feel much different. My body still ached, as did my heart. But, I still wouldn't alter my decision, much to Hanji's distaste. But the brown-haired woman would never dare contradict me. Normally it was the other way around, but Hanji knew I needed to do this. Better late than never.

Today's lessons were good. I had English, double music and double art. I looked forward to music. The subject always reminded me of my mother. She had the voice of an angel, something I had inherited. My mother made me promise I would take music in my options, which I did. I didn't regret it either. Singing and music gave me a sense of freedom, something I really needed at the moment. I needed to get lost in the lyrics, the beat.

When we were both ready to go, Hanji drove us to the nearest McDonalds, so we could get breakfast. She also stopped at a gas station, to re-fuel and buy us both lunches for later on. Hanji kept hold of them, as she knew I would be spending my breaks with her.

She pulled up in the car park, and we both clambered out. I was still early, so there weren't many cars. Obviously there was Headmaster Smith's. But, there was Levi's also, I didn't know he was in this early. It was about an hour before school was due to start. I wasn't bothered about coming in early; I knew no students would be in.

Hanji told me she had some business with Mr Smith, so she gave me the key to her room and went about her business.

It was probably talking about me and the situation at the moment.

On the way to Hanji's office, I decided to make a slight de-tour, to get a drink. My throat was really dry, even though I drank not so long ago, at McDonalds. I put my hand into my pocket and fingered the change Hanji had given me, trying to fish it out. I put the change into the vending machine and picked out a water. Normally I would go for something fruity or fizzy, but not today. My fingers firmly keyed in the number for the water. I waited it to drop and it did, cleanly, thank god. I really didn't want to deal with trying to get a bottle of water that was stuck.

I made my way out of the canteen that I was currently occupying, making my way to where I should have gone. Trying to twist of the cap, to my bottle, I hadn't noticed someone walking in my direction. We clipped shoulders, harshly. I turned to apologise, but my words couldn't form. Just like yesterday. I'm so pathetic, I can't even speak. But then again, if I could speak, I don't think I would have been able to form words still; the one I had knocked was none, other than Mr Rivaille. The very person I didn't want to see. Well actually, that was a lie, there was many people I didn't want to see.

"Hey, watch where you're going, brat." He spat.

The way he said those words reminded me of how my attacker, from yesterday, talked to me. With disgust and anger. I turned to run but Levi had an iron grip on my arm. I struggled against his grasp but he didn't let up. Why won't he let me go? I continued to thrash around, trying to scream out. No one was around, so my efforts were futile.

By now, my water bottle was on the floor, like my heart. It had shattered and the shards had splayed themselves across the floor, long ago.

"LET ME GO!" I screamed, my lungs and throat burned from the misuse.

But his grip didn't falter, on bit. "Why should I do that?" He asked, almost amused.

Was he getting a kick out of this? That sick fuck. But I couldn't think of anything logical to reply this with. Before my head could react, my heart had jumped into the situation "Because I love you!" I yelled, before clamping my free hand over my mouth. Oh shit why did I say that?!

Levi seemed to loosen up a bit. I took this as an opportunity. I grabbed my bottle and ran. My heart started to beat loudly and tears began to run down my face. I ran to Hanji's office, turning the key in the lock, letting myself in. I closed the door and huddled into the corner, my knees tucked to my chest.

I cried and cried. I just fucking told the person I love, my feelings. I guess today is going to be a shitty day too. Eurgh, why didn't I listen to Hanji? I'm not ready.

With my luck, said person walked in to the office. She immediately noticed me and bolted to my side. "Eren, Eren are you okay?" She asked, her tone frantic and worried. "Eren is this about Mikasa?"

I shook my head.

At this, I was given a confused look. She took me into her arms.

"Shhh, Eren it's okay… You can tell me."

Why does everything bad happen to Eren, poor guy ;-;