*Later that week*

Sunday came and went. He read a lot about the history of my world and country. He wasn't that shocked about any of the atrocities in the world. He said it's expected. I wondered about his world.

Monday came and went. Levi was amazing about being quiet while I worked from home on my computer. He was a delight, he kept things clean and even was nice to my cat, Ash. My ex was always mean to him, and it was part of what made me put my foot down and leave the guy...

Aside from him punching me

Kicking me

Controlling my money...

But Levi had still yet to really talk to me about his past. When I did ask he just told me he lived a very dangerous life, and that he faced a lot of monsters. And I was in no way going to share mine if he didn't his. But I let him have a few hints here and there.

He asked about my family one day at dinner.

I told him my mom was around.

That I don't talk to my dad because he was abusive. But he's dying so that was fine.

But I didn't tell him what my dad actually did.

And he didn't pry. But he looked sad for a second.

I didn't know what kind of monsters he meant. Maybe it was metaphorical?

I had monsters too.

Tuesday.

I had nightmares that night. I woke up sweating and screaming. Levi came running to my room. I think I scared him. I was sitting up heaving.

"What the hell is wrong?"

"S-sorry. Just my nightmares again. I'm fine. Really," I lied.

He looked hesitant.

"You're lying...Do you...need to talk about it?" He asked, not even looking at me. He was so socially awkward. Then again so was I. Maybe this is a good time to open up. But I didn't want to disturb his sleep. I couldn't tell if he was annoyed and this was forced or he actually felt concerned.

"We can. I guess."

"Yes or no," he grumbled, crossing his arms. This guy really likes direct answers.

"Yeah, I'll go make hot chocolate...and tea."

We sat down.

"I have...nightmares sometimes. About my past traumas. I'm in therapy though."

"What's a therapy?"

"Oh...ha..it's where you go to talk to a doctor of the mind who helps you understand and cope better."

He was quiet.

I continued.

"Anyway, I have nightmares about my dad. And my ex-boyfriend Josh. Both of them used to do horrible things to me."

My hand was shaking when I said that. I wanted to tell him more but I couldn't find the words. My brain told me he wouldn't give a shit and that he just wants me to get it out so I'll stop waking him.

I continued..."my dad he um...was really terrible. He did alot things. Not just hit me. He did a lot of inappropriate things. But it's fine. He's dying."

"Inappropriate?"

"Yeah. I don't really like talking about it. Maybe one day."

"Oh. I think I get it. I'm...I'm sorry. And your ex?"

"He's in jail. For domestic violence."

"Did he hit you too?"

"Yeah. But I hit him back. He has a scar now."

"Good."

"I guess I'm just an easy target or something," I darkly joked

"You shouldn't say that about yourself," he said, his voice sounding a little stern.

"Sorry."

"Tch...stop apologizing about everything. It's annoying,"

"So-"

He gave me a death look.

"Oops. Haha," I nervously laughed. "Anyway, I told you something. Can you please share a little more with me about yourself?"

He looked at me for a second then took a sip of his tea. He always held it so strangely.

"I was in the military... the Survey Corps ...I fought off these ugly big ass monsters called Titans that ate people... I didn't have a choice. A lot of people died...80% of the world...It was shit. Then I was confined to a wheelchair till I died," he explained, his voice as dry as ever. I wanted to know more about these monsters, the titans, but something told me I didn't want to ask.

"That sounds...awful. I'm sorry, Levi..." I scooted closer to him and put my hand on his shoulder. I didn't know if I could believe his crazy story but then again this isn't the first time I've had strange things occur in my life, I was a witch after all and it was my job to help people. And he didn't exactly look like he was joking. His face was solemn. Also, maybe this guy had serious amnesia, and was just lost. He was kind of short and harmless looking. "Hey...you know, I'll do whatever it is to help you adjust."

He looked taken aback. Maybe he was uncomfortable. I put my hand down.

"Thanks," he said.

I really wanted to hug him.

But I decided against it.

"So do you want me to beat up your ex?"

I giggled but his face looked serious.

"Huh? Haha..."

"What? You know. To repay you."

"Levi, I'm not answering that. But if he comes here to mess with me you have free rein," I joked, sticking my tongue at him.

And for a moment, he smiled.

"I have a restraining order against him. But, you know...he's kind of crazy."

"Lucky you, I'm pretty crazy myself."

I felt like he wasn't joking.

Levi was a few inches shorter than me...Josh was like 250 at 6 ft 7...
Then again I was able to strike his dumb ass so maybe Levi's military training could be on his side.

We went back to bed. I wondered what these Titans were like.

Then again something told me it wasn't a good to ask.

It felt nice opening up to someone new.
And I hoped Levi didn't mind either. I honestly really felt like we were bonding, despite his grumpy nature and the fact he cleaned obsessively. I wanted my friends to meet him but I needed a back story. I'd have to write one down later for him.