Trigger warning, abuse and violence towards the ending

"Listen, I know it's only been like, three weeks since you hurt your leg and shit, but I'm throwing a party and I think you should come and turn up!" Eren laughed at Reiner's enthusiasm, and nodded.

"Yeah, definitely. Besides, my leg is as good as new." He patted where his wound used to be, and new scar now was.

"Awesome, you always bring the magic to the party, especially when you wasted." Eren rolled his eyes and stuck the bird at Jean as he and Marco sat beside him.

"And I can make it this time! No drinking for me though, I'm the designated driver." Marco chirped.

"You wanna get some clothes from my house again, since you have no taste in clothing at all; straight people..." He looked at Eren and winked, Eren blushed, it wasn't like he needed a reminder of his newly found crush. He found himself thinking of the man often, but randomly. He'd be walking to school, and then see a crow, and think of how Levi and the bird seemed similar, with it's sleek black feathers and it's sharp cold eyes. Or when he's in his creative writing class, and the teacher asks if he would like to read his story out loud. He has to blush and decline, since it's all about a dreamy raven that found a lost boy in the woods, or a stoic superhero swooping in to save the day of a damsel in distress, the damsel being him. He couldn't write about anything else, it was annoying really. Couldn't he just get the fuck out of his head!?

"Earth to Jaeger..." Eren blinked as Jean waved a hand in front of his face.

"What, oh, sorry. Yeah, I don't know what I'd do without your super gay fashion powers." Jean shrugged.

"Guilty." He took Marco's face, making it resemble a fish, and kissed him, making the teen blush.

"Jean!" Jean chuckled at his boyfriend's whining.

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"Holy shit balls!" Eren gawked at the person in the mirror, because it was obviously not him.

"Damn Jaeger, looking good. How do you keep you skin so smooth, like it's never rough or anything, totally not fair..." He trailed off, Eren frowned.

"I don't know about this, Jean, it seems so..." He couldn't find the word to describe it. He was wearing shorts, really short shorts. And a tank-top, that had 'I'm not saying your idea is wrong, it's just that I'm always right' on it.

"Gay? What, you scared of looking like a twink? Don't worry, you already did without the clothes." He laughed when Eren threw a pillow at him.

"You're not helping, asshat!" He whined, and pulled at his hair.

"Eren, dude, you look fine, really. Besides, what's wrong with someone thinking you're gay, it's true isn't it?" Eren sighed  as he shrugged.

"I don't know, I've never liked anyone before, but then suddenly he's all I can think about!" Jean smirked.

"Sounds like you're smitten with this guy, huh?" Eren blushed, then nodded.

"Yeah, but I don't know what to do, it's not like I'll ever see him again." Jean got up a slapped his back.

"Sounds to me like you need to get laid. All your pent up sexual tension finally got let loose, and it latched on to hot mafia dude, and now, you have to either fuck him, or get drunk enough to get fucked by someone else while imagining it's him." Eren stared at him, then sighed.

"Let's just go to the damn party." He groaned, annoyed, Jean snickered.

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"It's about time you guys got here, asshole, I'm so bored without my drinking buddy?" Eren snickered at Armin's slurred words.

"Sounds to me like you already got started without me." Armin nodded.

"Just a couple beers." Eren could believe that, Armin was such a light weight.

"Guess I should get started."

Thirty minutes later...

"Chug chug chug chug!" Chanted the crowd. Eren was currently upside down, doing a keg stand while Jean and Reiner held him.

"15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20!" They counted up until he wiggled his legs, then they put him down gracefully, as gracefully as a drunk person can anyway.

"Try to beat that bitches!" He cheered.

"Omigawd Eren, I never noticed it before, but with it just high in the air, I realized you have a really nice ass!" Commented a very wasted Armin, Eren giggled and squeezed his bottom.

"I know right!" He smiled and laughed more, clearly drunk out his mind.

"Ok, I think it's time to bring you guys home, Eren, Armin, Jean, let's go." Marco came and dragged the three in the car.

"I call handgun!" Jean yelled, Eren snorted.

"It's shotgun, dumbass." Armin and Eren laughed as Jean eyes widen like he just heard the world was square.

"Ok, it's definitely time to get back. Jean, I'll drop you off first. Then you two, tell me where you live." They both explained where they lived, though Eren, even drunk, had to give him the address of some other apartment complex by his in fear that they might see his dad.

"E-Eren, come see." Slurred Armin, Eren looked at him. Then, Armin planted a kiss on his cheek.

"What was that for?" Snorted Eren, Armin shrugged.

"I don't know, but you skin is so soft." He started to rub his cheek on the other teens and smiled, Eren just sat there, like a mindless idiot.

"Ok, break it up you two, stop with your wired drunk antics." They just turned into giggling school girls.

"Ok, here's your stop Jean." Jean turned to Marco and smiled, then smooched him wetly on the mouth, Marco cringed as he tasted alcohol.

"Goodbye, me love!" He yelled dramatically as he wobbled to his front door. Next was Armin, then Eren.

"Thanks Marco, you're such good friend!" He smiled and waved as his friend drove off, then headed to his house.

As he finally reached his complex, after what felt like hours but was only teen minutes, he barged into the apartment. His dad was home, and he looked angry.

"Where where you!?" He growled, his words clear and sharp. He obviously wasn't drunk, which just made situations worse.

"I was at a f-friends house." He lied, voice still slurred and jumbled.

"Are you drunk!? How dare you come into this house wasted, get in the room." Eren, shook his head and started to cry.

"No, please, no!" This is why he preferred to deal with his father while drunk. When he was sober, he knew what was going on around him, and Eren couldn't get away or try to run, since he dad was stronger than him. He had to endure it, and usually he would go into 'the room' without a fight, but he was drunk, and clearly very stupid.

"'No'? How dare you disobey me! Get in the room, NOW!" He attempted to run outside, but Grisha caught him by the wrist and dragged him into the one room that hunted his dreams and caused him to shake in fear. Grisha pushed him in, and locked the door.

"Leave me alone!" He screamed, but his screams went unheard because of the soundproof walls. It was pitch black, but you could faintly see the blood stains on the walls and the table in the middle. Grisha easily picked the boy up and slammed him on the table, causing him to cry out. He strapped his arms and ankles into the shackles attached tightly to the cold, metal, surface.

He hadn't been here for a while, since Grisha's been drinking more than normally lately, but he should had know he couldn't escape a few weeks without a time in 'the room'. This is where most of Grisha's money went to, besides drinking. This why they were behind on rent. This is why Eren was scarred. He could deal with a few hits and bruises from a drunk dad, but his dad wasn't just a drunk, he was a sadist psychopath.

"It's been a while since we've bonded like this, I miss the time we used to spend in this room." His mood changed in seconds from enraged monster to crazy psycho. He continued to cry and fight, but it was no use, there was no leaving.

"Let's get started!" His fathers manic laughter filled the small room.

Damn, poor Eren. I wanted to show in this chapter, that Gisha isn't just an abusive or angry drunk, he's a psychopath, and he finds pleasure in Eren's pain, and not even in the good way. While his alcohol problem is a big reason why they're broke and barely making it, his obsession with torturing people uses a lot of his money too. You'll see in the next chapter what exactly I mean by that. Hope you liked this chapter, even if it was a little depressing during the end. I know it's long, the longest I've wrote actually, I just couldn't stop. Thanks for reading, and as always, have a fantastic day, bye!