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works/1134158.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/
      Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M, F/F
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Krista_Lenz_|_Historia_Reiss/Ymir, Hange_Zoë/Mike_Zacharias, Mikasa
      Ackerman/Jean_Kirstein, Oluo_Bozado/Petra_Ral, Sasha_Blouse/Connie
      Springer
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Bertolt_Hoover, Reiner_Braun, Ymir_(Shingeki
      no_Kyojin), Hange_Zoë, Mike_Zacharias, Erwin_Smith, Krista_Lenz_|
      Historia_Reiss, Connie_Springer, Sasha_Blouse, Oluo_Bozado, Petra_Ral,
      Mikasa_Ackerman, Jean_Kirstein, Eren_Yeager, Annie_Leonhart
  Additional Tags:
      Physical_Abuse, Sexual_Abuse, Alcohol_Abuse/Alcoholism, Alternate
      Universe_-_Modern_Setting, Self-Harm, Abusive_Parents, Alternate_Universe
      -_Law_Enforcement, Love_Triangles
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-13 Words: 629
****** In The Shadows ******
by attackonsanity
Summary
     Alcohol, physical, and sexual abuse leaves Eren Jaeger untrusting of
     men. Or just untrusting in general. He hates the world around him and
     lives in a constant cloud of darkness. That is, until he meets Levi.
     Levi Is a cop who deals with kids in abusive homes, and he has never
     once seen a case as difficult as Eren's. And he almost gives up on
     him, but a talk with an old friend changes his mind.
Notes
     I have writers block with Fast Forward, so I'm working on this until
     I get my inspiration back.
;Many people think that because I'm a sixteen year old kid, still in high
school, I have no problems. They automatically assume that all the things that
I deem problematic, are simply the usual teenage drama of "he said-she said".
But it runs so much deeper than that.
You can't just assume you have someone completely figured out simply by the
fact that there's a smile on their face. Because in reality, the smile you see
on my face isn't real. None of my enthusiasm or happiness is real. I'm not
saying that I'm just a depressed kid. Because I'm not sure if that's a strong
enough diagnosis. What I am saying is that my life is pretty shitty right now.
And it has been for two years now.
Of course, you don't think I have any reason to hate my life. After all, I have
a father, a protective older sister, a roof over my head and enough money to
live comfortably. Perfect situation, right? Wrong. On the surface it seems
pretty damn ideal. But you can't see beneath the daily facades and the lies of
being perfectly fine. You don't see what happens when the doors close for the
night.
But I'm getting a bit confusing, aren't I? Let me Introduce myself first.
My name is Eren Jaeger, sophomore at Trost Academy. Yeah, it's kind of a rich
school, but when you have a father who's a doctor, you can afford more
expensive things. When I was in eighth grade, my mom died of lymphoma. Though
the cancer itself wasn't the main cause of death. She and I weren't always on
the same page, and we argued quite a bit. But she was still my mom, and she
meant a lot to me.
Anyway, my foster sister Mikasa was my best friend growing up. She came to live
with us when she was ten and I was nine, after her parents were killed due to a
drunk driver. She tends to be overprotective of me, seeing as how I'm kind of
the only family she has left right now. (Neither of us consider my dad family,
but that's because he's never at home anymore).
Some days are okay. At least they were for the first several months after mom
died. After that, dad was home less and less. Always working. Until about a
year ago when we found out he'd lost his job at Rosewell, which was the big
name local hospital. After that, he spent most of his time in various bars
around town, wasting what little money we did have, on alcohol.
I won't go into too much detail, but I will say that my dad's alcoholism was
one of the big factors in causing my only support system to leave. Do I have
any idea where she went? No I don't. Mikasa never told me. Hell, I didn't even
know she was leaving until I woke up to the sounds of empty house. (Dad always
left before I woke up to make it to the bars as soon as they opened). Mikasa
always made noise in the morning, and she was always awake before I was.
There are no words to describe the utter abandonment I felt at seeing that she
was gone, and knowing she wasn't ever coming back. To be completely honest, I
was terrified. My biggest supporter wasn't here anymore. I had no one to turn
to and it was hell.
But I think I'm saying too much. I do f want to tell you everything just yet,
because that would ruin the whole point of this.
I'm not here to tell you everything myself, because not all of this is my story
to tell. But you'll find that out later.
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