That day, Levi used all 10 of his cigarettes and wanted more but Eren didn't let him have any. He was also desperate for a drink and in the evening he had yelled and shoved Eren, asking for money. This was completely out of character for him, he never begged for money from anyone and Eren knew that Levi wasn't really in control, he was in a state of panic... He was relying on the alcohol and cigarettes and felt lost and terrified without them; but Eren put his foot down and didn't give Levi any money to buy any. He was obviously in need of it badly and was craving it but he had to stop. It was essential.

On the second day, (11th December), Eren told Levi he could have 9 cigarettes and only one drink. Levi had used all of his cigarettes in the morning and Eren had walked into their room to catch him rummaging through Eren's drawers to find more in the afternoon. The disappointment etched across Eren's face had been painful to see, but Levi felt like he needed them. The brunette had snatched the cigarettes from his grip and taken them off somewhere else to hide outside of the room and Levi kicked at the wall in anger, earning angry bangs from the other side of the wall from 2 other students yelling at him to stop. They'd heard a lot of shouting from Eren and Levi's room over the months and they hated it.

On the third day, Levi suffered from an incredibly bad headache because he needed more alcohol but Eren yet again only allowed him one drink and 8 cigarettes. He'd yelled at Eren but for once, Eren had stood firm and would have taken anything, verbal or physical abuse, he didn't care – He had to help Levi even if he didn't like it. Usually when Levi got that angry, Eren would have just given in to him, but he didn't. He was in control for once.

On the fourth day, Levi had had enough and he hammered his fist on Armin's door. The blonde had opened the door, fear in his large blue eyes.

"Where has Eren hidden my cigarettes?" He'd ordered and Armin had swallowed, glancing at Connie. "Where are they!" Levi shouted and Armin tried to shut the door on him but he was far stronger than Armin and he shoved it open before it was even close to shutting. He had grabbed Armin, held him against the wall and urged him for an answer under threat of being hurt. Connie had rushed from the room to get Eren at the speed of light. Levi made a lunge for him to stop him but had been unsuccessful. "Tell me right now Blondie, before Eren and Connie get back or you're fucking dead." Armin and Connie had been warned about this. They knew that Levi was in desperate need and didn't mean to do this but it didn't mean it was any less scary. They just knew he didn't really know what he was doing. Eren had given Armin the cigarettes and he'd hidden them under Connie's mattress. Levi was about to deliver a hard punch to Armin's face when Eren arrived and dragged him off of him in the nick of time. The two started to fight and a crowd of students gathered in the corridor to watch as the two males swung punches at one another. It was mostly Levi swinging the punches and Eren trying to stop him. In the end Eren was left with nasty bruises down his arms and on his chest and a very angry Levi... Luckily, Mikasa hadn't seen the fight. She would probably hear about it though...

It was the fifth day (14th December) and Levi was silently crying on his bed, concealing his tears behind his hood. He needed a drink, he needed the cigarettes, it wasn't just the drive of addiction that was making him desperately want them, he himself really felt he needed them because more and more guilt from the past was building up and he hated it. On top of all his usual guilt, he'd threatened to punch Armin and he'd fought Eren yesterday, something he had never wanted to do – but it had still happened. Eren was sitting on his bed, unable to sleep due to the events of the day before. He also didn't trust Levi not to go back to Armin's room or run out of the entire bloody building. His arms and chest throbbed painfully from all the punches Levi had swung at him, but yet again he'd held his ground. Even if he was suffering for it now, it had been worth it. A beating wasn't going to stop him, he didn't care if Levi hated him after all this, he needed to stop. It was 5am when Levi got off of his bed, still hiding underneath his slightly overly long hair and his hood. "I need a cigarette." Grumbled the ravenette, not showing his tear-stained face. He felt too guilty to even look at his room-mate. Eren nodded solemnly in silence and reached into his pocket, pulling out one of Levi's supply for the day. Eren just hoped that Levi wouldn't try and fight him for them again... He offered it to him. "And the rest." Levi muttered and Eren swallowed.

"No, not all at once..."

"Now."

"No... I'm in charge of keeping them for you and I say no." Eren said quietly but firmly. To tell the truth, he was a bit scared of Levi, but his love for him was so much stronger than his fear.

"I said, give them to me." Levi's voice was a soft, angry whisper now but Eren shook his head. "Don't make me have to get them off of you myself..."

"You don't really want to do that, I know you don't..." Eren whispered, rubbing his sore arms. He was right, Levi didn't want to do it. It was the last thing he wanted to do. But the thing he wanted most right now was the rest of the cigarettes.

"Oh fuck off you fucking brat..." He growled and went out of the door, slamming it behind him, even though it was 5am.

...Later that day, it went too far and Eren was left kneeling in the snow staring at the train tracks, tears streaming down his cheeks, not knowing what to do...

(A/N:) Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update sooner! ...Left with a little bit of a cliff hanger at the end there, sorry guys ;-; You'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out what happens... Thank you for all your wonderful reviews and I will hopefully update soon! :) Bye!