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Mikasa found herself dreaming about Eren. How he would lay there next to her in bed, caressing her lovely short hair and kissing her forehead.

"You're so gorgeous," He said, drawing a smile on her face. "I miss you so much."

"Where are you, Eren?" She asked. "Why did you leave me?"

"It's complicated," He answered. "I wish I can see you, though. I've been trying to grow fond of you again."

"And... Did you?" Mikasa asked, but Eren did not answer. He only stared at her with eyes gleaming with love. Eyes that she is so desperate to see again. Her questions came from her heart. She asked what she wanted to know the answer to. Little did she know it was just a dream. The Eren that lies next to her is nothing but a figment of her imagination.

Everything she asked seemed legitimate and made sense to her, but she wouldn't ask Eren these questions if he were to be with her in real life. It was all believable to her. Tears of joy crept down her face as she smiled at the man of her dreams. She went to touch his chest, only to feel a liquid covering her hand. Taking a look at it, she froze when she realized it was blood.

"Eren... What's this?" She asked, horrified. The smile on the boy's face faded away, replaced by a look of nothingness.

"It's my heart. Someone injured me and I'm bleeding," Replied Eren.

"Who? Who did that to you?" She asked, her voice calm but concerned at the same time.

"It was you," He replied. Mikasa's eyes widened. "You made me bleed."

The tears that flew down her face were no longer of joy, but of gloom and melancholy. The tears were accompanied by sobbing and intensified as the Eren she looked at bled even more and more, maintaining his void expression.

"Why?" She cried. "Why do you have to suffer like this?"

"I don't know... I do know, however, that you are the only one who can heal this wound."

"Me?"

"Yes. I'll be waiting."

Mikasa's eyes opened as she jumped up. Panting, she looked around her and realized that she's in her room. She sighed knowing it was a dream, feeling relieved that it was all smoke and mirrors. However, she felt sad at the same time, seeing Eren leave once more. His voice was so vivid, it almost felt real. It almost felt like it was the real Eren, not a figment of her imagination. Everything about him was exactly the way he looked, from his face, to his voice. His eyes, his hair, and the love she felt for him. All of them were Eren.

She looked at her hands to make sure that there was no blood. She sighed once again and went to check her phone. She looked at her phone to see that it was 2:30 AM and everybody was still asleep. Unable to sleep herself, she got up and walked outside to the balcony where she looked at her surroundings alone.

Checking her phone again, she looked at the photos and scrolled to an album called Eren: The Love of My Life.

Inside the album were photos of Eren during their days together. Some were photos he took and posted online, others were photos she took of him and kept them in her phone. And finally, photos of the two together in different times, locations, and events. Her heart pounded with the two conflicting feelings of joy and melancholy, remembering all the time she spent with the boy. She came to the realization that Eren was not just a boyfriend, but a friend of a lifetime. A brother. He is everything she'd want in a man and more. Remembering her was like a kick to the gut, but it was enough to make her feel stronger and push her towards fulfilling her dreams.

She would face everyone and everything that stand in her way to find him and return to his loving embrace. Whether or not he accepted her, she would not give up and she would fight until she could see him again and hear it from him and him alone. Rejection was something on the table. Something she anticipates and knows is not just plausible but very possible and highly likely. Still, seeing him for one final time would be a success, and giving up would be her biggest failure. Her goal is to apologize for ruining their relationship and the trust they built over the years.

"Eren... Wait for me..."

(Mikasa's POV)

"Talking to yourself again, are we?" Annie asked, startling me. I looked at her to see her eyes glimmering under the light of the moon. Her hair loose and reaching her shoulders. "It's becoming a regular occurrence with you."

"I guess..."

"You seem to be thinking about him again, right?"

"Yeah."

"Fuck. I sound stupid for asking that," She replied. "What else could you be thinking about?"

"I had a dream, Annie," I revealed. "I dreamt about him."

Annie seemed not surprised, but very interested. "Oh yeah? Tell me. What happened?" She asked.

"Well, we were sleeping together when his chest started bleeding. He told me that I caused the wound. That I made his heart bleed."

"Wow..." Annie trailed off. "That's dark."

"I wish I could have continued it, though. It was the first time I conversed with him for a long time. Has it... Has it been over a year?"

"Since he left? Yes."

I cursed under my breath. "If only... If only I could tell him how much I love him in real life and tell him how sorry I am. That's all I want... Whether he accepts me back or not... I don't really care. I just want to get it out if my chest and not live regretting it for the rest of my life."

"I see. But deep down you still want him. It's very obvious," Annie stated. "You're not one to let Eren go. I can't imagine you moving on from him. He's deeply engrained into your life. So much so that he's a drug. You're addicted to him."

"Addicted?"

"Wouldn't you say that?"

I stopped for a few seconds to think and came to the conclusion that Eren is indeed addicting and I am very addicted. Despite being without him for a long time, ironically because of an actual drug, I'm still addicted to him and desperate for my fix. I smiled at the girl next to me, making her smile as well.

"See? There we go. That's what I want to see. That, and you and I in that bed as soon as possible."

"Not tonight. Everyone is so close to us and the walls are thin," I replied.

"Bummer."

After staring at the sky for a bit, Annie went to sleep and I was left alone once more. I opened the photo album and looked through it again, seeing every photo and remembering every little moment with as much detail as I can. The photos brought a warm sense of nostalgia to me. I felt like I was reliving those memories again. I started to hear Eren's voice speaking to me, saying what he said before I took each photo. They were all words of love and wisdom. All of them were encouraging and loving. He made me feel loved. He was the only man to ever make me feel loved. I dove deep into the photos and sank in them, staring at them and scrolling through them, forgetting the world around me until the chilling wind brought me back.

But that was for only a second. The wind reminded me of Eren as well. Especially of the time he lent me his jacket and gifted me his scarf. I entered my room and went under the covers after plugging the phone. There was not much I could do to stop thinking about Eren, so I indulged myself in his memories enough until I fell asleep.

I found myself in front of Eren's house. It was quiet and no one was in sight. The entire street was devoid of life, much to my confusion. But in front of Eren's house was a car. A very familiar silver sedan that I immediately recognized as belonging to Eren's mother. I looked though the glass as the engine roared into life and saw two silhouettes in the front seats. Looking more carefully, I saw Eren and his mom, getting ready to leave this town behind. Getting ready to leave me behind.

And so I ran after the car, but it was too fast for me to catch up with it. I shouted and cried, but no one listened. The car eventually disappeared and I was left alone, the darkness of the night consuming me. As I lay there on the ground, sitting on my knees and looking at my empty bloodied hands, I started to hear footsteps approaching me from the front. I looked up to see Jason standing in front of me, smirking like a demonic beast and holding a knife in his hand. He held it from the blade, however and it was already bloodied.

"You dropped this, sweetheart!" He said before laughing and dropping the knife in front of me. "You did a fine job cutting his heart out!"

"What are you talking about?" I asked bitterly.

"Your lover! You destroyed him. You finished him! It was a glorious sight. So much so that I couldn't stop laughing!"

To his right behind him was a version of me, lit by the street lamppost in a distance. I was there, holding the exact same knife and plunging it over and over again into the body of a victim I could not identify from that distance. When that Mikasa stabbed her victim in the heart one last time, the lights went out. Then the adjacent lamppost that was closer to me lit up and under it was the same Mikasa stabbing her victim again. This time, however, she stabbed him once and the lights went out.

Every lamppost did the same thing. Lighting up, Mikasa under it stabbing, and then going out. Getting closer and closer to me with each stab, I finally saw the face of that Mikasa and her victim. To my horror, that version of me had a horrifying grin that stretched from one cheek to the next and with eyes so wide they would pop out. She laughed maniacally, so much so that I felt chills go down my spine. I froze in fear, unable to take my eyes off of her plunging her knife over and over into the man I would never ever attempt to harm. That version of me was stabbing Eren.

As I watched her laugh and stab Eren, a boy with eyes so dead and open he was horrifying, I broke down and started crying. Jason, too, started to laugh. "You did this to him, remember? You chose me over him! You kissed ME! You sucked ME off and YOU! LOVE! ME!!!"

I looked at the grinning Jason with no emotions in my face, having had enough of him and his crazy schemes. "No, Jason. I don't love you."

Jason's face turned from one of mockery and madness into one of shock and fear as I slowly got back on my feet, clenching the bloody knife in my hand. I started to walk towards him with the confidence and anger building up inside of me.

"I don't love you. I've never loved you and I will never love you. The only man I love..." I spoke as I raised the knife. "...IS EREN!"

And I stabbed the maniac in his chest and watched as he vanished into nothing. I fell on my knees once more and sat in silence, looking at my bloodied hands. They were not Jason's. They were Eren's. But to my shock, the blood started slowly vanishing as I felt a heavy weight getting lifted from my chest. The skies lit under the light of the sun as a shadow covered me from the golden rays. I looked up and saw a very familiar silhouette offer me its hand.

"It's time for you to rise, Mikasa," Eren spoke, his face and body finally becoming visible. I took his hand and watched in awe as he pulled me up towards him, smiling brightly as his eyes glimmered with love. "Fight for me, Mikasa. Because I'm fighting for you, too."

Eren grabbed my face and pulled me towards him, and that is when I woke up from the dream, mere inches away from Eren's lips. I looked around to find myself back in my bedroom. I yawned and checked my phone, seeing that it is early in the morning. I got up and went to the bathroom where I washed my face and brushed my teeth. As I was doing so, my pants were yanked down by Annie who stood behind me, making me gasp. Before I could do anything, she held me tight and locked me in place.

"Good morning, sunshine," Said the nymph.

"It's early in the morning, Annie! What are you doing?"

"My morning love routine," she relied before sticking two fingers in my behind. "I know you'll like it. You aren't even complaining, honey. Just brush your teeth and let me take care of business."

With her fingers in my ass, Annie went between my legs and started eating me, making me moan while brushing my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror with the tooth paste falling down my mouth and felt as if I was drooling a giant load of cum. Annie kept eating me out as I brushed my teeth and allowed the white liquid to fall down my mouth as I moaned and cried in pleasure.

"Annie! I'm close! I'm close!" I said before orgasming all over her face. I looked down to see her licking and swallowing with a smile on her face. I sighed and walked to the bedroom, pulling out her toy and sticking it in her mouth.

"Here's your pacifier, so stop bothering me while I get ready."