It had been a day since Eren heard the news. Bertolt was missing. His inner omega freaked out at the news as he wept hoping Bertolt was still alive.
His friends had tried to help him recover, they really did, but none were experts in calming Eren. Even Christa wasn't sure what to do herself. The group had become just as paranoid as Eren. Sticking together at all times no matter what. Eren often stuck to friends like Petra or Gunther who were in his PE class. Christa never let Ymir leave her side because he feared she would lose her. Sasha and connie stuck to Ymir because she was the toughest, Eren however, stuck alone. He was to overwhelmed with worry over Bertolt to really care about his own safety.
"I'm sure he's alive Eren, we can't give up hope yet! I'm sure the police will find him soon!" Christa patted Eren's back as he stared at his shoes.
"I don't know, Jean's killer was never found, and I doubt that Bertolt going missing isn't related at all to that. This school is giving me the creeps. Too many deaths in such a short span. Too many memories. I think I might move." Sasha blankly said, she didn't touch her lunch.
"Guys! C'mon we can't leave! We worked our asses to get here and I'm staying!" Ymir retaliated
"My mom has been saying the same thing. I think my family might move." Connie added.
"On the bright side, my parents are coming home today." Eren added, also staring blankly.
"Listen, I've been friends with Bertolt and Reiner for a pretty long time. We can't let this ruin our lives! I doubt any of our dead friends would be glad to see us this miserable! C'mon, We have to keep pushing forward!" Ymir exclaimed.
"But what if we lose someone again?" Eren asked. Ymir looked at him.
"It won't happen if we don't let it. Until the police find out who that sicko is, we can't let our guard down! Carry anything you can use to defend yourself. Join the Martial Arts club, We can't submit to this sicko because we fear him!"
"Ymir has a point." Eren responded, standing up, he looked leas sad and more angry.
"I don't care what it takes, whoever that Fucking Bitch is, I am not submitting to them!" Eren furrowed his eyebrows as he clenched his fists.
"Eren! We don't know how dangerous this person is! They could have connections or something!" Sasha argued.
"Yeah! And what if the police never find him or do anything!" Connie added.
"Then I'll find him myself! I don't care what it takes but Jean's killer isn't getting away with their actions! Bertolt's kidnapper isn't goig away scott free. I refuse to just keep living my life like some damn puppet for that sicko to torment with!" Eren growled.
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Eren had to redo dinner a few times. He was too busy thinking about the possible suspects, worrying about Bertolt, and jean to notice the burnt smell of dinner. Eventually he pushed those thoughts aside. He set the table as neatly as he could. Eren sat on the sofa, the tv was on and playing. But Eren could help but feel as though someone was watching him. Eren had looked through the house, no one was home, he looked out the window, no one was there, except for the Erie feeling of the eyes of someone dangerous, watching his every move. He even noticed one of his panties were missing while he did laundry. The knock at the door startled him. He went to open the door, but that feeling came back, stronger than before. He paused, deciding to look through the peephole. There was his mom standing with a red haired girl next to her.
To be continued
A/N: take a wild fucking guess as to who she is.