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Third person narrative

He cradled her almost limp body in his arms, her body felt heavy from the guilt that was making her feel sick. His his face was stained with tears and his grip was tight.

Why had she done it? Probably because of him, and he knew it. Why did she have to go through that much pain?

Later that night Mikasa lay in his bed behind him as he sat on the edge. He stood and lugged his tired body toward the balcony. The air felt refreshing.

He glanced down at the small item in his hand, it was thin and sharp. He wanted to know the pain he had made her feel. He slowly and shakily rolled up his sleeve.

He placed the razor sharp blades against his skin and dragged them across, the blood pouring out slightly at how deep his cuts were. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't actually make the wounds as deep as hers because his natural senses made his arm retract.

He then froze. What was he doing? Why did he do that? She'd be more upset if she saw that. He pulled his sleeve down and walked back into his room, returning to his place near Mikasa.

She turned over and laid half of her body over his chest on the right side. She cuddled in and smiled lightly in her sleep. He gently placed a kiss on her temple.

"I love you Mika... I'm sorry..." she lifted her hand and gently placed it on his cheek, caressing it for a moment. He loved her, she loved him.

He needed to get her help, someone who could make her feel safe. Like a therapist? But who...?

It then hit him, one of his teachers Miss Zoë was once a psychiatrist but switched to teaching psychology instead.  She could help. She was a friend of Levi, a very young teacher.

Mikasa could do with the help Miss Zoë could provide. He would have to call her tomorrow. He glanced down at the beautiful girl beside him and then to his noticeably bleeding wrist, blood seeping through the sleeve.

Eren's POV

It stung as I realised how much it actually hurt her. It made my feel sick that she was laying beside me.

I kissed her forehead and sighed. I loved her so much. I didn't understand why she did it but I knew that it felt better. Pain was always good, it made my guilt disappear, even if only momentarily.

Au revour kittens
Kat Xoxo 😽