Main Girl [Levi x Reader]

One

        "I'm just clearing my head," you responded. You could see him nod his head, and after a few moments of silence, you decided to speak up. "Do you dislike me?" You can see his eyes turn to you, but you couldn't see his expression—nor did you want to see. He didn't respond, so you continued talking. "Someone told me that no one liked me. I don't understand why though. Like, I'm pretty, talented, cool, and strong. What's wrong with me that no one even likes me?"

        "Pretty sure it's because you're a bitch," he responded and you turned to him, giving him a nasty glare. He shrugged and turned back to his book. "Don't act like you don't know. You bully anyone and degrade so many people, obviously no one will like you. You really need a life check." How—-how dare he insult me like this?! "Think about your actions and how they affect people. Have you ever considered anyone's feelings but yours? You're a very selfish person and honestly deserve all the hate you get." Your hands began to shake from anger and you could your eyes stinging. Tears were threatening to fall—-not sad tears, but angry tears. He turned to face you with a serious look. "You know you've hurt many people's feelings, right? One of my friends considered suicide because of the words you said," your eyes widened in shock, "and you've hurt my feelings before, too. I don't know why you've become such a monster, but you really need to rethink your character." He swiftly stood up, closing his book, and he walked away. You couldn't believe it. Someone. . .someone considered killing themselves? Because of me? Guilt flooded throughout your whole body and big droplets fell from your eyes as you watched 'Aaron' walk away from you. I made someone think of killing themselves from my words. You brought your hands up to cradle your face as cries left your lips. Your body began to shake, as you sobbed. You wailed and you didn't care if everyone in the park was watching you. You've never felt so much hatred-- towards you. You wondered if anyone else ever considered that thought. How fucking dare you, [Name]? How cruel you are. You deserve to rot.

        "I'm so sorry," you whispered, shoving your head into your arms, sobs racking from you. "I'm so sorry everyone." You weren't sure you would be able to face going to school tomorrow. You remained sitting until you realized the sun started to set. How long have I been here? It probably had been 3 hours since then. You looked beside you, expecting your bag, but then you remembered it was still in your locker. You sighed deeply and looked down at your hands again. Your hands were perfectly manicured and decorated, but you began to detest them. These hands. . .they're awful. Such pretty hands don't belong to an ugly person like me. You reluctantly stood up and began walking towards home. Your heels clicked against the pavement, and you looked down at them. You took off your shoes and leaned down to pick it up, then continued your lonely journey home. Home. . .a place where I can be me.

        You went straight to your room when you got home, ignoring everyone's welcome. You just needed time to yourself and to think over things. You jumped onto your bed, and laid face down, your cheek resting against your pillow. You were sure your eyes were red and puffy, and there was dried snot all over your nose. I've never cried so hard in my life. And it was true. You sat up and thought of an idea. I'll. . .apologize to everyone tomorrow-- sincerely. If they don't accept it, I don't blame them. I need to say this. You quickly went to your desk that sat in the corner and pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil. 

        You arrived to school, and everyone gave you surprised looks as you walked through the campus. Surprisingly, you weren't wearing your usual girly clothes and heels today. You decided to go casual, with a simple tee and jeans, plus some converse-- oh and some makeup. You wanted to apologize right away, so you walked to the amphitheatre where everyone could see you. You had asked Connie beforehand, an underclassman, to hand you a mic when you got there. You held the paper you wrote last night tightly as you grabbed the mic, looking around, You began to feel nervous, and your hands felt clammy and sweaty, gripping the mic tightly, you raised it to your lips, "I have something to say." Everyone turned their attention to you, murmuring going around.

        "What else does she have to say?"

        "Probably that we're worthless-- yadda, yadda."

        "Watch her apologize--- nah, I'm just kidding."

        Well, one person was right. You looked at the paper in your hands and crumpled it.

        "I know everyone here dislikes me," you spoke, and people around you agreed. You ignored the pang in your chest, but you continued, "I'm here to apologize to all the people that I've hurt and made fun of. I'm sorry for bullying you," your voice cracked when you remembered someone considered suicide, "I'm genuinely sorry for everything that I've done to you all. It's okay if you don't forgive me, but I hope," you choked, eyes blurring, "I hope you know how sorry I really am, really." You handed the mic to Connie, whose eyes were wide open. It was quiet around you, but you paid no mind to it. You wiped your eyes and walked away, striding towards your locker. You needed to get your stuff and get out of this school. Walking down the hallway, you spotted the 'Aaron' guy. His blonde hair was slicked back and he was reading his book again, and for some reason, you failed to notice the person you apparently loved. You stopped in front of 'Aaron' and he stopped his tracks, looking down at you. Levi looked at you with raised brows and sighed.

        "Oi, le---" he started but you interrupted and gave 'Aaron' a small smile.

        "Thank you, 'Aaron'," you beamed, and you could see his eyes slightly widened, and so did Levi's. You looked over at Levi and he clicked his tongue. "I've thought so much on myself, and I'm sorry that you had to deal with me. I was rude to you and your friends-- I don't deserve you. But, I really genuinely love you, Levi." You had never vocalized the word 'love' to Levi before. His eyebrows rose and amusement gleamed in his steel grey eyes. With a satisfied smile, you walked past the two and to your locker. All the weight upon your shoulders lifted, and now you felt like you accomplished something. You couldn't remember the last time you've ever apologized to someone. You were never the main girl and Levi was never your lover. Your story has been over from the start. You were never the protagonist—- you were always the antagonist. The villain. I've finished what I've said, I don't ever want to come back to this school. I'll ask mom if I can be homeschooled. After grabbing your things. you left the school, never looking back. You wanted to work on yourself before college came around.

        You never went back.

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        "Did she call me Aaron?" Erwin muttered, and Levi watched you as you turned a corner.

        "What did you say to her yesterday?" Levi questioned, shoving his hands in his pockets.

        "I called her many things that everyone has and told her to get a life check," Erwin answered, and continued walking.        

        "Well, seems like it went through her shitty head."

        ". . .She cried a lot yesterday," Erwin added.

        "Hm, surprisingly," Levi noded. "She'll be back to her bitchy self tomorrow."

        "I'm not sure we'll see her for awhile," Erwin murmured.

        "She'll be back. She's disgustingly obsessed with me anyway."

        She never came back.

Note: Wow, here's a new story. Hope you readers enjoy this! Give me any tips or constructive criticism! It is welcomed! I've been thinking abut writing this for awhile! Enjoy! I'm a bad author btw lmfao