My throat burned with a searing passion as I was thrown from my state of being. Thank whatever celestial being, I'm waking up.

I opened my eyes, driven by the acidic taste crawling up from my stomach I shot over the edge of whatever I was laying on.

Gagging and retching, I puked out the contents of my stomach along with whatever bad toxins Mikasa had left in my blood stream.

Now finished with the disgusting action of vomiting, I barely caught a glimpse of the putrid vile I had spit up. It was approximately 87% blood.

Your punishment for disobeying my commands.

I rolled my eyes before turning back onto my back. My body was still aching, my limbs screamed at me to cease all movement while simultaneously feeling numb.

"Ugh." I groaned shutting my eyes, sleep feel free to take me. I wish I would've looked at my surroundings a little more before I made a sound.

"So, who the fuck are you and why in Hell's name are you here?" Hissed the same voice as before. Yes I was caught off guard and extremely uncomfortable and even I guess you could say "scared", but I wouldn't even make an effort to move with what a bad state my body was currently in.

Still keeping my eyes shut I forced my arm up then tapped at my throat to tell him I couldn't speak. "Don't play dumb with me you asswipe. You were mumbling while passed out."

Armin, can you make the pain stop.

What's the magic word?

Please.

Kay, but it'll take a few minutes. Are you finally gonna talk!

Eren don't even think abo-

Oh can it you pride driven demon. . . Are you really gonna talk, Eren?

I left him without and answer and tuned in more to the silence of the room, the demon from before was still here and waiting for a reply.

I swear to god if you start pleading, begging, or giving him an actual reason to why you're here.

Yeah because that's what I want my first words after 16 years to be.

I motioned for him to come closer. The pain had lessened but was still there slowly dissipating due to Armin. The raven looked at me skeptically and stepped forward a few feet. I motioned for him to lean down.

Cupping my hands around my mouth I spoke, "Fuck you," I spat in the most hoarse, creaky, and cracked sound I've ever heard.

Ah my first beautiful words.

He looked quite off set with the tone but then the words sunk in and he became mad. He stormed out of the room and I managed to hear as he spoke presumably on a phone to someone.

By the time he came back in I was standing and stretching my tired and only slightly pained body.

"Listen hear you son of a bitch!" He growled extremely pissed off. "I don't know who the hell you think you are or what dirty ass street you grew up on. But even humans have enough sense not to speak to me with such disrespect." Have to say the way he furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me with such a mad expression, it was pretty hot.

I rolled my eyes before cracking my back. This guy seemed commanding. A turn on yet a turn off. "Okay that's it you piece of shit! Tell me right now who you are and why you're here or I will personally be in charge of your funeral."

Is this how beings usually talk to each other? I don't like this. He makes me feel uncomfortable. Should I just go? I don't want to talk it makes my throat worse. He did scare me a little too, just a little.

I looked at him before tapping at my throat again. All the confidence Mikasa had stored in me had vanished and turned to Armins way of telling people what they want without much of a fight.

"Hurt." I said rubbing the base of my neck. Now it was the stranger who rolled his eyes not exactly buying it. "Don't care, answer the question." He commanded yet again.

Don't you dare tell him anyt-

It's okay my lil baby! Maybe he'll be a friend after this!

A friend? That thought seemed to echo in my head.

"E-Eren." I stuttered through my broken voice. "Last name." He glared at me. Like hell I'd tell him that, so instead I'll answer the second question. "Erwin said-" I had to stop my throat seeming to cave in on itself as I was flung into a coughing, more like hacking, fit. Small spurts of blood fell from my mouth. I wiped them and continued. "This is where my dorm was to b-be." He gave me a curious look, his eyes squinting as if he could just see a lie.

He seemed to buy it though, barely.

He walked towards me, no longer seeming hostile. "Levi." He said putting his hand out like Mr. Smith did when we met. I shook it quickly while he continued to speak. "Guess we're dorm mates."

-x-

I had sat down with him after and learned a whole lot actually.

After telling him why I was up here, looking for a matress, he had started a conversation with me about small things. I asked about the school like what the classes were like, when to be there, and any other things I should be notified about. Apparently one weekend each month every student would be kicked out of the premises and forced to visit their families. It was some kind of tradition to the school I guess.

My voice seemed to crack every few sentences but it was becoming easier to talk now, by tomorrow all the kinks of it should be worked out.

This guy, Levi, refused to tell me his last name until I told him mine. But he wasn't into anything really. He played on the campus football team, captain of the team I think he said. I couldn't exactly tell him much about my personal life. I did however for some dumb reason pass Armin and Mikasa off as my siblings. Why? Spur of the moment I guess.

And for some annoying reason he called me brat, I tried telling him I was in fact not a brat but that only served to him calling me it again. A useless war as Mikasa would say.

After a few hours of talking it was getting late. The sun had set without my notice. It had to be at least 9:00 p.m. I stood up announcing it was late and that I was going to sleep.

I was almost completely out the door when Levi's hand grasped my wrist. "You said your bed didn't have a mattress, you can use mine." What was he doing? That's the only mattress in this building. "The bed or the mattress?" I questioned. He chuckled, the way his lips turned upwards just a hair made my heart beat a few paces faster than it should. Do I have a heart condition? I wondered to myself. "The bed, you're not taking my mattress." He seemed like the possessive type quite honestly so this wasn't that far out of the blue.

"But where will you sleep?" "In the bed." "But I'll be in the bed." "I know."

Why did this make my face feel hot? Do I have something wrong with my nerve receptors or something? I wasn't going to sleep with him. No. Way. In. Hell.

"I have a chair." I spluttered taking my wrist from his soft hand before skidding down to my room.

The only thing running through my head was. What. The. Fuck. Even Mikasa and Armin were silent.