(Mikasa P.O.V.)

I found the man, turns out he was a pastor and I wasn't allowed to have my phone but as soon as I said why I had it out, he gave it back.

It had only been fifteen minutes,

"Oh whatever, we might as well leave now." Eren said rubbing his neck.

"Yea there's no point in staying." Connie backed up Eren.

I was honestly fine with staying or going. Sasha wrapped her arm around my waist, in a friendly manner.

"Guys we should go to the mall!"

"I thought you'd say we should go to that Mexican restura-" Connie started but Sasha cut him off.

"And get all the samples for the food they have on the food court!" She trough gets hands in the air and brought them back down around me.

"Hey, why are you hanging on her like that?" Connie asked obviously jealous.

"Because we are goals!" Sasha laughed, then saw Connie's face, she rolled her eyes then took her weight off me to put in Connie.

"Yay now my turn." Eren whispered in my ear grabbing my waist from behind me.

"You two are just too cute!" Marco chucked.

"I know." I said as Eren came to my side so I could lean my head on his shoulder.

Then it happened, the weirdest most awkwardest thing ever... I started to get cramps, really bad. I let go of Eren stopping in my tracks (I forgot to mention we were already outside on the side walk). Jean was behind me so I ran into him. He grabbed my shoulders.

"Mikasa are you okay?" He shook my gently.

"Mikasa?" Sasha let go of Connie and jogged towards me.

"Miki, woah what's wrong?" I could feel Eren's strong hands grab my face forcing me to look up at him.

But I wouldn't, I couldn't. My eyes stayed shut. The pain hurt a lot. I cringed when Sasha tried to grab me by the waist. My stomach was cramping up... no not my stomach... my uterus?

"Mikasa?!" Eren pleaded and started forcing open my eyelids.

"I'm gonna puke. LET GO IM GONNA PUKE!" I flipped out, I could feel my breakfast crawl up my stomach as my mouth got spitty.

"JEAN GO GET THAT TRASH CAN!" Eren yelled still holding my face with one hand and pointing at a small trash can right outside of a mini restaurant.

"Eren." I said as the acid pushed up my food higher and higher through my stomach.

Jean threw the trash can right under me at the perfect moment. It lunged out of my mouth escaping the warmth of my tongue. My lungs burned along with my throat from the acid. My mouth still full of Lucas, spit, and food, I looked up at Eren to speak. My mouth opened but nothing came out. Because something else was about to come out. Then the second wave hit. The second burn in the back of my throat and lungs. I gaged for a 3rd wave was about to hit but there was nothing left in me to get rid of so I just spent the next 10 seconds trying to hurl out my stomach. My body was trying to get everything out of my stomach. Why? My mouth tastes of acid and reeked of throw up. I gaged once more at this.

"SOMEONE GO GET HER A DRINK!" Eren shouted as I opened my eyes, finally, to look at him.

"Your s-so ... h-handsome." He smiled when I said this, but I could tell it was fake.

Why did this just happen? Was I sick? Was this a disease? All these terrible thoughts waded in my head. I could tell everyone was worried. I understand why, I just randomly threw up after getting stomach cramps, what was happening to me. I'm not a healthy person. That's probably it.

"Oh my gosh! Mikasa are you okay?" Sasha shoved Eren off of me and replaced his position with her body, placing her hands on my shoulders.

Obviously someone had brought me water out of the restaurant because I saw a hand with a cup in it. I reached out for it. I took a swig but didn't swallow, I just spit it back out in the trash can, trying to get the throw up out of my mouth. After a few more sips and spitting it out the throw up was no more in my mouth but the taste lingered. I finally took a drink.

"Have you been sick or something?" Sasha asked.

"No I'm fine. I've been getting random cramps but I'm fine." I replied, I wasn't sure if I was trying to convince her I was fine or if I was trying to convince me if I was fine.

"C'mon I'm gonna help you clean up." Sasha took me in the closet restaurant, "Head on the bathroom I'll be right there."

She came back with some food and started to eat it.

"...Okay." I said turning on the water to the faucet.

"Let me help!"

"Really I got it! You can go eat your food out there." She walked out of the door with the plate in her hand.

The door opened up to the bathroom. Sasha?

"I thought you went to go eat?" I turned off the sink. Sasha had paper towels in her hands.

Without a word she took them, got them wet, and started to clean me up, my face, my shirt, and my hair.

"Are you sure you didn't drink to much at the party? And your still hungover?"

I looked at Sasha like she was an idiot, which is true,

"I was the designated driver! Plus I'm pretty sure you can't hang over for 2 days."

"Oh, well you weren't there to drive any of us home."

"Oh... yea." I remembered, they all left but I stayed in bed with Eren.

"What where you doing anyways?"

"Nothing important. Just... you know... party... stuff?" 

Oh God...