Evil Twin (Eren X Fem Black Reader)

...We Will Rebuild Again. (Y/N's Happy Ending)

5 years later...

Yo leg? Yo eye? Still gone.

Everything is still broken apart. Your dreams are crushed, Your mental health has been better, and Your relationship with Eren with Eren has seen brighter days. On and off with eachother. Breaking up, getting back together. Catching distance, then not being able to keep your hands off of eachother. On and On for 5 years.

Today was the anniversary. Usually commemorated with flowers by your bed, grey skies, and Eren sleeping next to you after he had come in late last night, when you told him to be back before the sun came down. Today, the only thing that stayed true was how grey the sky was.

You sat up and stood on your one leg, stretching as you did little hops to keep your balance. (Not too much y'all.💀) and checked your phone. You hadn't been able to get a hold of Eren for a whole week, and today of all days was the worse day for him not to pick up the phone. He would text, send voice memo's, but he didn't call you or answer your calls. Maybe he was gassed his team made the Super Bowl but that was no excuse.

5 years ago, this man gave you every signal to run, to hide, to walk away and to never look back. 5 years ago, that same man changed. He changed into someone unafraid of everything but losing you and would give you his life if the opportunity came because you had the strength to protect him and give him peace. 5 years later, neither of you are the same. There is nothing left to protect, nothing left to give peace to. 5 years later, you are an afterthought.

You tried calling Eren. Straight to voicemail. Then a text. "Call me back later?" You slammed your phone on your bed and went to go get ready for the day.

After you got ready, you laid back down on your bed. Most days it was like this, nobody really knew it was this hard for you still. Every time someone asked you swore you were getting better, just to be the strength they need, just so you could get that needless praise of, "Oh, you inspire me." Or, "Oh, you're so strong." When really, everyday you woke up, and got dressed like you were preparing for your funeral. So if you did pass away when the sun warmed your body, it would look like you were going somewhere, like you were still someone, like you had a life worth living. So even in death, you could still inspire people and be strong.

"Yeah in death." You said to yourself. Cus nobody was coming to save you. You felt your eye start to throb. You were too fucking done with crying to muster any strength left to cry so your eye socket was throbbing for legitimately no reason, and you used that as an excuse to take more pain medication that you should. You felt yourself dozing back off into sleep until you heard a your phone start ringing.

You instantly got back up and checked your phone hoping it was Eren... it wasn't. It was Amari.

Amari☀️:
Nigggaa~ guess who just pulled up to my crib all unannounced and shit.
*turns phone to Connie*
*Connie does a small wave*
*Amari turns phone back to self*
He said he's staying for a bit, taking a personal break before The Super Bowl!
Whatchu doin? We got space for one more.
*whispers* Leave that albino chimp of yours at home *whispers*

N/N✨✨:
*rubs nose*
... I'm currently waiting for him to call me.
Connie, do you know where he is?

Amari☀️:
*turns phone to Connie*

Connie 🫀:
... no I don't know where that nigga is.
*drops luggage on the floor and looks at you*
How you doing today?
You ok?
*grabs phone from Amari.*