Confessions are a good and a bad thing, but when you hear a confession your not suppost to hear you sort of panic and can't hide your exciment.
"Soul you like Maka! Holy Shit!"
"Shut your fucking mouth Black Star like I want everyone knowing who I like."
"Fine but what if Kid makes a move on her before you get the chance to confess?"
"To late for that one buddy". A hand falls on my shoulder and I yelp making Black Star and Soul look up. Death the Kid smiled at me and grabbed my hips and kissed me. I was shocked at first but it was surprisingly good. I sort of leaned into the kiss before I knew what was going on. I heard a couple of gasp and I myself proably would have to if it hadn't been me getting kissed. I liked it though. I pressed closer till there was no space between me and Kid.
"Maka will you be my girlfriend?"
Every fiber in my body told me I wasn't being honest with myself because I knew I liked Soul. He had his chance though.
"Yes, I will go out with you Kid."
We kissed again but this time we were pressed against the wall. I looked up from where we stood and Soul was gone no where to be seen. A pang of guilt hit me and I felt sorrow so deep that it physically made me sick. I ran down the hall and into the bathroom and threw up into the toilet. Liz walked in and didn't even give me one glance fixed her make-up and left the bathroom. I sank to the floor it was cold to the touch and made me shiver. Tears fell down my face. Why am I so tore up? Maka you know why. I know I like Soul but I can't seem to think of him that way. Your lying Maka. Tell yourself the truth. I don't like Soul do I? Maka you know the answer. You have known him forever so why fake it now? I fake it because I don't want to get hurt. I don't want to be like Mama. You love him Maka. Admit it.
I knew the answer to the question the whole time but I was still afraid.
When I left the bathroom Kid sat down on the floor asleep. I know then I will try to make it work even if my happiness is at risk.
When I returned to the apartment Soul layed across the couch with a beer balancing on his stomach. He had his eyes shut and had that pissed off look on his face. I sat down making his beer spill all over his shirt and laughed a little but he murmered. He pulled his shirt off and his scar showed and my breath hitched. His crimson eyes looked up at me and I blushed and by his amused look it must have been a scarlett blush. I looked down but his hand slipped under my chin. I looked up at him and he leaned closer to me. Please kiss me. Soul leaned closer I finally closed the distance and kissed him.
Soul kissed back with the same force but a little bit more force than Kid had. As I kissed him I felt at home but I also felt like a whore because I was cheating on Kid. I broke the kiss and Soul looked at me and I felt a pang of guilt again.
"Maka." His breath heavy. "Why'd you stop?"
"Soul I can't. This was a mistake."
"No! The mistake was me choosing you to be my mister and my crush!"
I let out a cry of frustration and tears came flowing down my cheeks. Soul's eyes got wide and he reached for me but I pulled away and ran to my room. The door slammed and I sank against it, crying. I grabbed the bloody razor off of my desk. I cut my wrist multipule times but didn't stop when I saw blood, I continued to cut. My wrist was covered in cuts and blood. I hid the razor underneath a picture of me and Soul.
The shower water felt good to my skin but hurt as the water hit my wrist. Blood went down the drain and turned pink as it pooled in the shower. A knock on the door made me jump.
I turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around me and opened the door. Soul was standing there with Kid and they both turned pink when they saw me.
"Yeah."
"Kid came to check up on you."
"Kay. You two can get out and wait in the living room."
When they left I looked at my wrist.
"SHIT!"