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Did it really matter if they were almost related? Sure, they grew up together, but they were not blood tied. So, just because they were almost family, was that a valid reason to end a 6 year relationship that was just starting to get serious? Of course not.
Eren sighed. It was no use. Really.
What he was attempting to do was pin all the blame on his girlfriend and the circumstances around such an occurrence. She was of course, still standing in front of him now, as the heavy words drifted to his deaf ears;
"This isn't appropriate for us to be doing. We should stop."
Eren had spent the last minute rationalizing their relationship and how it was appropriate, how it was not some sort of perverse incest. It wasn't. It was fine.
But some little seed of doubt and self hatred screamed at him. Told him that she was right and that he should be evermore disgusted with himself for forcing such filth onto her. It was a disgrace.
He cast his face to the ground, feeling his face prickle with emotions and remorse, as well as anger. He ground his teeth, holding back the tears, trying his best to act mature, but of course blew that off by opening his mouth and speaking.
"Who the hell told you it wasn't right." The hurt could not be mistaken in his quivering voice. "Who! I'll kill them." His voice raised in volume as he looked up at her beautiful, flawless, and blank, mask-of-a face.
"No one, Eren. I decided to act on my own feelings about it." She scowled at him, looking down at his head. "Stop acting like such a kid. Get over it."
And with that, she ripped her hands from his, which were being clutched tightly in desperation, and walked away from him.
He tried to catch her attention by pleading one last time. "Mikasa! Please!" But, the girl just continued walking away from his line of sight until he could see her no longer.
That was when Eren sank to his knees, and cried.