Marigold

Torn

The morn had arrived, graciously giving consent to the gleam of light from the spherical shape to elude the inclined blinds. The boy's salted view peered open as he led a few glances towards the window. Eventually, his way was completed towards the sqaured glass sluggishly opening the blinds. Continuing with long held blinks the male widened his bathroom door splattering glacial water as it sunk into his sciera. Grazing his spine with bitterness a tread was begun into his room viewing the beeping tone before ​revealing​ ​the​ ​decline​ ​and​ ​accept​ ​option.

"I'll be there soon to pick you up, please be ready, Eren. We can't be late!" A male who appeared with a younger voice ​exclaimed.

He chuckled at the male's plead returning a happy tone," I know, I know! I'll be ready in​ ​a​ ​jiff."​ ​He​ ​stated.

Several beeps came from the mobile while his forearm projected the device onto the sleeping arrangement. Grasping the formal uniform white, being a buttoned collar accompanying his ankle high jeans. folding the sleeves three inches buttoning them down. He slid his phone into his pocket standing on porch as a sleek black Porsche tugged itself up the driveway. He grinned while jogging his way towards​ ​the​ ​passenger​ ​seat,​ ​seating himself.

"You seem refreshed today, are you ready for your first day?" Armin smiled as he questioned.

"I'm really tired but I'm nervous about this job, I still don't think It will fit me." Eren responded​ ​looking​ ​over.

Armin gave a reassuring smile, "I think you'll do great, You already got your permit, an exceeding resume, and you've gone over the employee requirements." Armin returned.

"I guess I did put in the three important tasks to even be qualified." He continued his​ ​glance.

"I​ ​believe​ ​in​ ​you​ ​and​ ​​ ​you'll​ ​definitely​ ​get​ ​the​ ​job!"​ ​He​ ​gave​ ​a​ ​large​ ​grin.

Eren​ ​let​ ​out​ ​a​ ​small​ ​chuckle,​ ​"Thanks,​ ​Ar–"

An ear-reaching screech came across the collided cars. Frantic screams could be heard from afar, cursing spread through the air along with smoke. Excruciating pain ran through Eren's body while the impact soared through his deadly feeling head. Frightened glances​ ​explored​ ​Armin's​ ​body​ ​as​ ​Eren​ ​began​ ​to​ ​wail​ ​towards​ ​a​ ​lifeless​ ​Armin.

Eren​ ​bolted​ ​from​ ​his​ ​bed​ ​panting​ ​while​ ​wild​ ​looks​ ​laid​ ​out​ ​across​ ​the​ ​room.

"I​ ​ne–​ ​need​ ​to​ ​find​ ​h-him–".​ ​He​ ​attempted​ ​to​ ​spew​ ​words​ ​out.

His quick movement shook his head causing him to stumbled against the bedside. A nurse rushed in concerned attempting to calm Him down. He moved her off bouncing against the walls glancing for a blond headed boy. he was able to come to a stop​ ​with​ ​widened​ ​eyes.​ ​Making​ ​his​ ​way​ ​towards​ ​Armin's​ ​beside​ ​grasping​ ​his​ ​hand.

"A-Armin.."​ ​tears​ ​balled​ ​in​ ​his​ ​eyes.

"Armin​ ​can​ ​you​ ​hear​ ​me?.."​ ​He​ ​whispered​ ​frantically.

His vision har already been tampered with , trying to form the torn shapes that formed his view. Eren's gaze averted different sections of the boy's body from his mangled wrists to his to his tightly covered skull. The tips of his fingers brushed tenderly against his baby-bruised​ ​forehead​ ​while​ ​he​ ​whimpered​ ​in​ ​regret.

"Young​ ​man,"​ ​A​ ​raspy​ ​voice​ ​called​ ​out.

"I'm sorry to inform you at such an unsettling time, But this boy has been concluded​ ​that​ ​he​ ​has​ ​a​ ​solemn​ ​amount​ ​of​ ​swelling​ ​of​ ​the​ ​brain​ ​tissues."

The​ ​man​ ​rested​ ​a​ ​hand​ ​on​ ​Eren's​ ​shoulder.

"Because​ ​of​ ​the​ ​swelling​ ​he's​ ​in​ ​a​ ​coma​ ​with​ ​a​ ​very​ ​high​ ​chance​ ​of​ ​not​ ​surviving."

Eren shifted the male's hand off him hurrying his face into the boy's chest. Eren wasn't fixed himself either his face heated rapidly as he clung onto the boy. He didn't plan on budging at least a few or more times a med has attempted to treat him properly he'd coldly respond "I'm not leaving". There were times Armin came close to consciousness but repeatedly fell as if nothing had happened. The weaker he became the more help he needed, soon giving up he got the proper treatment returning to his fated room. In order for Eren to stay he had to take care of himself, all that mattered to him​ ​was​ ​anything​ ​for​ ​Armin. Eren had waited, definitely weeks, months, and years you'll be able to name it he done it. Three years later the doctor in charge of Armin pulled the plug with difficulties of course, as long as Eren was there suggesting the idea would of ended you with a busted lip. He drowned in his crippling depression sinking lower and lower not being able to achieve his original state. He couldn't take it, ending his pain there was nothing to live for anymore, his best friend was gone, no one wanted to save Armin but Eren. Eren let this failure take his thoughts hostage. The only thing he had left to do was to meet armin where he had been waiting for him all along . Where he could his meet his love once more .