YOU JUST WANT ME 'CAUSE I'M NEXT
It had only been a few days since the party, you'd left abruptly without little explanation, though the reason was clear. You never uttered another word to Levi as you pushed past him and raced home. You didn't sleep that night, lying awake until the sun rose again and your tears dried. Crying over something that was long lost seemed stupid.
You'd turned your phone off last night, opting to ignore any calls or messages that might've disturbed your incessant sobbing. Now, as you turned it back on your screen was completely bombarded with notifications — mostly coming from a number you didn't recognize. Was it Levi? No, it couldn't be, you changed your number after the breakup.
Maybe Nanaba? No, she'd only called a few times with her last message being; "call me when you're able, worried about you."
It was hard to get out of bed, peeling your body from the mattress was taxing and made you feel weak. But nonetheless, you dragged yourself to the bathroom and took a good look at yourself in the mirror. Your mouth was dry, hair tousled, eyes reddened and puffy. The cold water spewing from the bathroom sink made something itch deep in your skull, the shock of the water on your face wasn't much help either — but it awoke something in you.
Courage to look through the thousands of messages and calls? Calling Nanaba was what you did first, you felt guilty for leaving without telling her first.
"(Reader)?" Nanaba's voice was a warm, comforting balm.
"Nanaba," you began. "I-"
She interrupted; "Oh my god, I was so worried. You left like something horrid happened." The poor woman probably didn't see Levi head up the stairs after you had excused yourself.
"I saw Levi." You admitted, only silence followed after with the occasional shallow breath that Nanaba took.
"I suspected that he was the reason why you left." That comment piqued your curiosity. "I know you haven't been keeping up but ever since you and Levi went your separate ways, things have been different." Nanaba didn't let you get a word in before continuing to speak.
"Not just in the sense that there's a hole where you two used to be but different in the way that Levi's behavior has changed." You let Nanaba speak freely, listening with intent to hear what she had observed.
You were sat upon the edge of your bed now, back pressed against the pillows you had purposefully positioned in an odd manner. Light poured in through your thin curtains, dust began to collect on them — something Levi would've never allowed if he was here. If he was still with you. Then she said it, something you'd never would've guessed if you had to figure this all out on your own;
"Levi's mother, Kuchel, is sick. It was Erwin who'd known for ages and had only told us a week after you moved out of Levi's apartment. Apparently, it's serious — bad enough for rhe poor woman to be bedridden in the hospital."
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