We walk into the venue, my arm hitched with Jean's. I look around at all of the beautiful decorations. I feel Jean tug me slightly in a new direction. I turn my head and notice we are heading to the table with all of our friends. I smile brightly as I see Sasha.

"Trinity!" the brunette squeals before standing and hugging me tightly.

"You look beautiful Sasha," I smile as we part.

She eyes me up and down, "Well, Jean better be careful, I may have to steal you from him!"

Jean just gives her a sideways glance.

"As long as we can share her Sasha!" Connie pipes up from behind her, a devilish grin across his face.

Jean scowls at him before wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close to him, "As if I'd let potato girl or the bald idiot have you."

I laugh along with Connie and Sasha. Soon Jean joins in.

The music is loud and definitely a quick pace dancing kind of tune. Sasha drags me out to the dance floor twirling us around before pulling me close.

"Soooooooo…" she drawls as we move our bodies to the music and the boys are a good distance away, "How are things with you and Horse boy?"

"Sasha," I scold her before smiling, "Great actually, like really great."

She squeals with delight before sighing dreamily, "You guys are so cute together."

My cheeks flush red, "Stop it…" I remark shyly.

The music then changes to a slow song and the boys quickly join us on the dance floor.

"May I?" Jean asks as he holds out his hand.

I smile and take it, "Of course."

He places his hands at my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingertips playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. We sway back and forth slowly. I rest my cheek against his chest.

"Oi! Brats!" we hear the annoyed voice of our teacher Levi, "Arms length." He snaps.

We quickly pull apart. Before smiling sheepishly.

After Levi walks away Jean smirks, "What a prick."

"Jean!" my eyes widen as I search for Levi before laughing.

The music changes pace again.

"I'm going to go get a drink, want something?" I ask before turning away.

"I'll have whatever you're having," Jean replies before kissing me quickly and making his way back to the table.

I hum quietly while I grab a few cups and fill them with punch.

"You look very beautiful tonight Trinity," I hear from behind me. The hair on the back of my neck stands at attention as I slowly turn around.

"T..thank you, Eren," I say quietly.

He smiles eerily, "Here with Jean I'm guessing?"

I nod before turning back around to grab the cups of punch.

I feel his body close to mine and my breath hitches as I feel his breath against the back of my neck.

"Mind if I take you for a dance?" he quickly grabs my wrist before I can grab the cups, causing one to spill over, before dragging me out to the dance floor.

"Eren!" I say harshly, "What are you doing!?"

He wraps his arms around my waist pulling me against him, my hands to his chest as he sways his hips to the music.

"Dancing," he answers simply before leaning in and kissing my neck.

We are in the middle of a crowd of people and I quickly try to scan for a teacher, or anyone who can help me.

Eren continues his attack on my throat, I squirm against him, trying to break free from his grasp. It's no use, because of his tight hold it only looks as if we are grinding against each other.

"Stop it!" I hiss.

"Oh, come on," he huffs, "I know you like it, kitten." He smirks against my neck.

I feel my throat tighten as tears spring into my eyes. I start to think back to the night of drinking at Jean's party. Eren saved me then, but now… now he was my attacker.

I try to form words, but my mind is reeling right now. What can I do? I look around panicked. Everyone else is too distracted, they don't even know what's going on right before their eyes. My breathing becomes labored.

I feel Eren being yanked back harshly bringing me forward with him, as I'm still in his hold.

"What the fuck are you doing to my girlfriend?" Jean hisses before prying Eren's hands off of me.

"What does it look like?" Eren smirks, "We were dancing, that's what people do at dances horseface."

Jean turns his fiery accusing gaze on me, "Were you dancing with Eren?" his gaze looks down to my neck, I quickly raise my hands to cover it as I panic. I shake my head quickly before I feel myself start to hyperventilate. My cheeks quickly becoming wet with tears.

I need to get out of here. I turn quickly on my heels and run for the door. I hear Jean yell my name from behind me. I don't bother looking back. I push the door open at full force. It slams against the wall as I run through and into the freezing winter air.

I try to breathe through my sobs as I sprint down the sidewalk. I squeeze my eyes shut.

How could this happen? Does Jean really think I would dance with Eren? Even for a second?

I run into something and bounce back falling to the ground on my butt. I quickly raise my hands to my face as I pull my knees up into my chest, before shivering.

I feel something like a coat wrap around my shoulders.

"Trinity?" a familiar voice questions before wrapping me up and pulling me to their chest, "What's wrong?"

I try taking in a few deep breaths before wiping at my eyes and looking up.

Bertholdt?

"W..what are you doing here?" I ask quietly as I sniffle.

His cheeks start to turn red before he answers, "I… I just… I needed some air." He stutters out.

He looks down at me with concerned eyes, "What happened?"

I avert my gaze to the ground before pulling his jacket closer around me as I leaned my head against his chest. He shakily brings a hand up to my bangs, sweeping them out of my face and behind my ear.

"I don't know where to start…" I say quickly before my teeth start chattering.

"Wanna… uh… maybe…" he starts rambling.

"What is it Bert?" I look up to meet his gaze.

He nervously looks away before bringing a hand behind his neck, "Want to get out of here?"

I think for a moment before shivering, "Yeah, that would be nice."

I take a spoonful of ice cream and bring it into my mouth, humming happily as I feel the cool dessert slip down my throat. I look across the table to Bert, whom has chocolate drizzling down his chin.

I laugh and be looks to me with a puzzled glance.

"Come here," I lean forward as he slowly leans towards me, his cheeks turning redder as he gets closer. I reach a hand up and wipe the chocolate from his chin with my thumb. I pop my thumb in my mouth before sitting back against the booth.

"You had chocolate on your chin," I say simply before picking up my spoon and attacking my ice cream again.

I hear him whisper an 'oh' before he continues eating his own ice cream.

I push my spoon around in the bowl stirring the rest of the contents together.

I keep my gaze on the cold mess as I say, "Thank you, Bert."

"Hmm?" he questions as he pulls his spoon from his mouth.

I feel my phone vibrate against my chest for the umpteenth time. I huff before pulling it out.

I have missed calls from Sasha, Connie, and Jean. I check my messages, all from Jean questioning where I am.

My phone vibrates again in my hands as my Father's number pops up on the screen. I glance over to Bert, "Sorry, it's my dad." He nods and I answer.

"Where are you young lady?" he sounds agitated, "It's almost midnight."

"What!?" I glance over to the clock in the diner that I'm in, "Crap, sorry daddy, I'll be on my way home now, I lost track of time."

I hear him sigh through the phone, "Fine, I'll be waiting up."

We say our goodbyes and I hang up the phone.

"Shit, shit, shit," I say out loud before gathering my things.

"What's wrong?" Bert asks.

"I was supposed to be home by eleven…" I sigh.

"Oh, want me to take you home?" he asks.

I look up at him with a weak smile, "Could you? I would really appreciate it."

"Of course," he smiles before pulling out his wallet and paying for our food.

Once we make it to my house, Bert pulls out his phone, fumbling with it between his hands.

"Uh, wanna exchange numbers?" he asks.

"Sure," I smile. I save his number in my phone before reaching over and hugging him, "Thank you."

I get out of the car and make my way to the door, I hear footsteps behind me. I turn to look up at the tall brunette.

"Bert?" I ask.

"Uh," he raises a hand to his neck, his face turning pink, "Goodnight," he says before leaning down and kissing my cheek. He quickly turns and returns to his car.

I stand stunned for a moment before I hear the door to my house open.

"Trinity?" my father calls my name. I turn around after Bert's car takes off.

"Sorry for being late daddy," I say before leaning up and kissing his cheek.

"It's alright, better get to bed." He says before hugging me and kissing my forehead.

I nod and make my way upstairs.

As I step into my room I glance in the mirror.

Crap… I forgot I was still wearing Bert's jacket. I pull out my phone.

To Bert:

I forgot to give you back your jacket! I'm sorry!

He quickly replies.

From Bert:

Don't worry about it, I'll come get it tomorrow if that's okay?

To Bert:

Yeah that's fine. (:

I quickly undress, hanging Bert's jacket on the back of my door. I grab pajamas and quickly go take a shower.

When I make it back to my bed I check my phone once more. I have three texts.

From Bert:

Goodnight, I hope you sleep well.

From Jean:

I'm sorry.

From Eren:

Have a fun night? ;)

I toss my phone away from me after reading Eren's text. I pull my covers over my body as I curl up into a ball.

I sigh heavily.

What am I going to do?

"Trin?"

I feel someone nudging my shoulder. I roll over facing the wall and pull my blanket over my head while I mumble incoherently.

I hear a muffled laugh through the blanket. I suddenly feel my blanket leave my body and I immediately curl up into a ball.

"Whyyyyyyy?" I groan.

"We need to talk," as soon as I register just who it is that is in my room I bolt upright and turn my head to look at Jean.

"Who let you in here?" I stand up and move to my closet pulling out a hoodie and putting it on as I yawn.

"You're dad let me in," he says before sitting down on my bed.

I glare at him, "You could have told me you were coming over."

"I would have," he scowls slightly, "If you weren't ignoring my texts and calls."

I push my lips together forming a small line with my mouth. I can't argue with that…

"Trinity," he sighs, "Where did you go last night? When you left, I got into a fight with Eren, I tried to find you, but you were nowhere to be found. You weren't answering your phone. I can't tell you how relieved I was when your dad said you were home."

"Are you an idiot?" I say with a hiss as I cross my arms looking at him.

"What?" he says as his eyebrows furrow.

"You accused me of dancing with Eren," I close my eyes as I feel my blood start to boil with anger, "You really think I want to dance with that asshole? You really think I enjoyed the way he was holding me against my will against his body? You really think I enjoyed him fucking molesting me!?" I started to raise my voice as tears started to form in my eyes.

Jean scowls, "What did you expect me to think!? It didn't look like you were resisting him Trinity! How do you think I felt when I saw you pressed up against him while he attacked your neck?"

"Shut the fuck up Jean! I just told you I didn't want him! I don't want him! Stop being such a jackass and fucking listen to me!" tears start streaming down my face, "If I really wanted to be with Eren, I wouldn't be your fucking girlfriend right now!"

Jean clenches a fist and brings his other hand up to rub at the bridge of his nose looking down to the floor. He sighs as his shoulders slump.

"What? Don't have anything to say now?" I walk over to him and shove his shoulder, "Say something!"

He slowly stands up, his face still pointed down but slightly to the side. I tilt my head up slightly trying to look at him.

"Can't even look at me?" I almost whisper as I wipe my cheek with the back of my hand, "Then get out." I raise my hand and point to the door.

When I look at his face again, that's when I notice… he's crying. My stomach instantly twists with guilt. No. I need to stand my ground. I stay silent.

In an instant he pulls me into a tight embrace. His face is huddled into the crook of my neck as I feel his tears against my skin.

"I'm sorry…" he says with a crack in his voice, "When I saw what he was doing… when… when I saw his hands on you… when I saw him kissing you…" he trails off taking a deep breath before continuing, "I thought about the night of my party."

"What?" I ask as push him back to look at him.

His amber eyes meet mine. His face is slightly pink and wet from crying. He closes his eyes and tries to calm down.

"When I saw the way he was holding you against your will, I thought about how I attacked you the night of my party. I felt disgusted. I… I didn't want to admit that that's how I really felt… that that's what I thought of… so I wrongly accused you." He brings a hand up to wipe his face, it's no use because he is still crying, "I… I'm so sorry, I am an idiot. I am an asshole. You deserve so much better…"

I bring my hands up to his face, wiping my thumb across his cheek before pulling him down to me. I lean up on my toes as I crash my lips against his. I can taste the saltiness of our tears against my tongue. I pull back leaning my forehead against his.

"Jean…" I try to say gently, "Don't ever think that what you did is comparable to what Eren did. You were drunk, Eren was sober. Yes, what you did was wrong, but you learned from it, you know what you did was wrong. Eren... what he did, he did it on purpose. He wanted to get that reaction out of you."

My blue eyes meet his before I continue, "I forgave you for what you did. You showed me that you are a great guy. You make me happy. You're who I want to be with. I'm sorry for worrying you. I'm sorry for leaving you and not replying to your texts or calls."

"Trinity," he says quietly, "Where did you go?"

"I ran into Bert, he offered to drive me home," I say averting my gaze. I can't muster up enough courage to tell him that I went to get ice cream with him… I don't know what he would say or do if I told him. I close my eyes as I start to feel guilty.

He pulls me to his chest, "I'm just glad you're okay. I'm sorry."

My stomach growls then, making Jean laugh.

"Hungry?" he asks with a smile, "let's go eat something."

"Alright, let me change quick, I'll meet you downstairs."

"Okay," he kisses me sweetly before turning and walking out the door. I close my door behind him, and my eyes widen as I look at the object that's hanging from the hook on the back of my door.

I reach up and grab the sleeve of Bert's jacket between my fingers. That was close...

AUTHORS NOTE:

Hey guys! (:

So this was a pretty busy weekend, being the 4th of July here, and luckily I had time to write this chapter on a long 5 hour car ride home. :p

For my fellow Americans, how was your holiday weekend? (:

Betcha didn't see Bert coming, huh? c;

Ooh, things are gonna get a little interesting... Stay tuned for next weeks chapter! :D