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This is an Eren Jaeger fan fic. Everyone in this book is older than 18. I do not own any AOT characters, only my OC's. Also, for the purpose of this fanfiction, this will take place in downtown Chicago. (Also some of your favorite characters may seem bitchy in here, please forgive me.)

Rin POV

"Rin Amane, age 19, lives in Lakeshore Drive. Arrested for handling drugs underage," the officer says to me.

I sigh and sit back, looking up at the popcorn ceiling.

"Lives with a single father, who is under suspicion of abuse," he says. "But she's overage, they dropped the case."

"Who brought her in?" the old lady asks the guy.

"Me and Gerome, we caught her at the back alleyway, this is her third offense," he sighs.

He turns to look at me. "What's wrong with you kid? You got a whole life in front of you, why are you throwing it all away?"

I stay quiet and I don't look away from the ceiling. If I ignore him enough, he'll stop asking me questions.

"Well, she gets back out again today," the lady says, "Help her get her stuff and remember she needs to do one last strip search before she leaves."

I've been behind bars for about 6 months now. It's my third offense so it's a bit more exaggerated. They tell me I'm lucky because the judge likes me. I wonder if dad will let me go back home.

"Stand up," a female worker tells me.

I obey and follow her to the showers.

"Take off your clothes please," she says.

I sigh and drop the clothes that was given to me by the station workers.

"How many tattoos do you have?" the woman asks me noticing the tattoos lined down my back and arms.

"17," I say turning around.

She checks me then hands me the clothes I was admitted in. I change in front of her and i notice her look at me in pity.

"You know, I remember you from the last time you came. You aren't a bad kid, please, I don't want to see you back here again."

It's the same thing every time. 'You're a good kid, pick up the pieces and start over.' That's bullshit. You can't pick your life up after all this. She leads me out and hands me my valuables in a bag.

"You need a taxi back home?" the police officer from before asks me.

I shake my head.

"Look, Rin, three time's pushing it. The next time, you are probably going to be here for a whole year. Don't let that happen okay?" He tells me.

I don't nod nor shake my head, which causes him to look at me disappointed. He walks back inside leaving me outside in the cold. It looks like it's snowing.

"Should've gotten arrested in a jacket," a voice says from next to me.

I turn and see one of my old school friends, Jean, there. He walks towards me throwing a coat at me.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting for you at my place," he says.

Jean was two years ahead of me back in highschool before I dropped out. We've been friends since middle school and even after I left, he stayed by my side. Along with two others. When we get to his place, I can hear chaotic noises from inside. He opens the door and the two other friends, Sasha and Connie, are laying sprawled on the floor. It looks like they were fighting. They spring up and run over to me, engulfing me in a hug. I hug them back, letting their body warmth and Jean's heater heat me up.

"OH MY GOD RIN, WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Sasha says with tears rolling down her face. "I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY BLAMED YOU AGAIN!"

She's not wrong. I wasn't the one dealing drugs that time. It was a wrong place wrong time type of situation. The first time I got arrested, it was only Juvie. But the drug dealers left the drugs in my backpack so I got expelled from school. Instead of going back, I decided to drop out. The second time I got arrested was for stealing. My dad broke his arm and needed pain killers but couldn't afford it so I stole some from the pharmacy. They caught me on camera and they assumed I stole it for myself. Dad works so he can't take the blame or else he'll lose his blue collar job.

"Here, we got your favorite," Connie says passing me the pizza box.

I open it and see hot pizza with pineapple and jalapenos. I lick my lips, digging in.

"So what did I miss?" I ask them referring to the six months I've been gone.

"Sasha and Niccolo are finally official," Connie says, making Sasha blush.

"Hitch came by a few times asking about you," Jean says looking up at me.

I pause my chewing then I swallow. Hitch and I used to be friends, but after I dropped out, she broke ties with me. Her parents said I was a bad influence. What she doesn't know is that someone in her friend group set me up. The man she's in love with. The man every girl is in love with for some reason. I squeeze my fist tightly to prevent myself from acting out.

"Mind if I spend a few nights here, I don't think I'm allowed back home yet," I ask Jean.

He nods. "I already have the extra room set up for you."

Jean comes from a rich family, which is kind of rare down here in the slums of Chicago. He moved out when he was 18 and lives in a two bedroom apartment. He's also in college but he's going to graduate soon. Sasha and Connie are the same age as Jean but got held back a year. They are also in college though.

"I dropped out," Connie raises his hand.

Oh, I guess not him anymore.

"I was going to, but Niccolo convinced me to stay," Sasha says twirling her hair.

"It's always Niccolo this, Niccolo that, I miss when you were single," Connie says.

I lean back on the couch, tuning out the conversations around me. This time and last time, I got framed by the same person. If I ever see him, I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill you Jeager.