Hey Minna! so I have decided to write the most depressing story ever! I hope you enjoy!

Maka P.O.V

it is dark... it is cold... I am scared.

My bedroom (the closet) doesn't have heat and its the middle of winter.

I shiver silently and close my eyes praying that father won't come home drunk but knowing him he most likely will.

I hear a slam of the door being opened.

"oh Maka! Where are you sweetie?" my father slurred obviously wasted.

I held my breath as I heard footsteps walking slowly to my door. I heard the footsteps stop and for a min thought he wouldn't check here. Oh how wrong I was.

My door swung open and I screamed at the sudden action. Father lunged at me and covered my mouth with his hand. "hello honey" he said as he picked me up and carried me out of the room. I tried to resist but his grip on my waste was tight and I couldn't get out of it.

He took me to his bedroom and closed the door behind him locking it. He tossed me on the bed and gave me a dark grin. He slowly made his way to me and pinned me on the bed. He grabbed my shirt and ripped it off while I cried softly.

(A/N I couldn't write this scene due to my extreme discomfort trying so in future chapters I will explain what happened but just give me time)

~~~Time Skip~~~

I woke up in my fathers bedroom with sunlight pouring through the windows. My body hurt everywhere. I tried to move only to whimper in pain. I eventually sat up and looked around the room. My father was no where in sight so I limped to the window and saw his car wasn't in the driveway. This is my chance to escape. I moved as fast as possible to my room to put on clothes. I put on black jeans, a dark blue hoodie, and black boots. Once dressed I opened the door and walked out the door. I walked down the sidewalk trying to think about my plan. I knew I had to get out of town and the only way was to walk along the highway. Well I didn't have a better option so I headed off in the direction of the highway.

~~~Time Skip~~~

Souls P.O.V

I was so tired and ready to go home but no I just had to stay longer and get paper work done. Since my work was in another city I had to cross the highway everyday. It sucked but the job payed good money so I wasn't complaining to much. I drove leisurely due to the fact that there was no one on the highway I mean who would be at this hour when I saw a girl walking on the side of the highway. I stopped the car and watched her for a minute before I decided to talk to her.

"hey are you OK" I shouted at her as I left my car and faced her. When my words reached her she turned with a frightened look on her face.

"I'm fine" she yelled back but she didn't look fine. I started to approach her but she seemed to get even more scared so I slowed my pace.

"why are you out here?" I questioned her when I was finally standing in front of her. She looked about 13 or 14 due to her hight.

"I'm trying to get to the next town" she said hesitantly like telling me might be a bad idea.

"do you want a lift?" I asked. I know it was probably a bad idea and I was about to tell her never mind when she nodded her head yes slowly. "OK this way" I said directing her to my car. Once we both got in I started the car and we drove off.

"so where do you want me to drop you off?" I asked hoping for an address.

"anywhere"

we pulled up to a spotlight that was red and I turned my head to get a better look at her face under the street lamp. I was shocked by the bruises and cuts on her face but before she could notice I was looking at her I turned my head back to the road. I decided I was going to take her to my apartment. By the way she looked she could use something to eat.

We made it to my apartment in 5 minutes and I pulled my car in the garage. I got out and walked around opening her door for her.

"where are we" she said with no emotion in her voice.

"my place" I said and offered her my hand. She took it gingerly then stepped out not letting go of my hand but I didn't mind. I opened the door for her and I stepped in closing the door behind me. I watched as she made her way to the couch and sat down. "are you hungry?" I asked and she just shrugged. Took that as a yes and walked in to the kitchen to make her some food. After a brief investigation of the kitchen I concluded that I had a serious lack of food. Well at least I could make her a Pb and j. I made the sandwich and took it out to her. I handed her the plate and she began to eat like she hadn't eatin in weeks.

"so I'm going to ask you some questions and you can answer them if you want to OK?" I asked hoping she would agree.

She nodded her head and I began

"whats your name?"

"Maka"

"How old are you?"

"13"

so I was right! "why were you on the highway in the middle of the night?"

She stiffened at this question and slowly turned her head down to her lap. I thought she wasn't going to answer but she eventually spoke.

"I was running away"

"From home?"

she gave me a 'of course you dumb ass' look so I moved on

"why?"

she sighed and grabbed her hoodie slowly lifting it above her head. I was confused at first I mean why the hell would she be taking off her hoodie? But once she took it off I realized why. She sat there in a tank top with bruises and cuts trailing up her arms, neck, shoulder, and chest. I looked at her for a while until she started crying. I got up and sat down next to her pulling her into my chest she continued to cry. She eventually stopped and I just held her for a while until I heard her breathing soften to show she had fallen asleep.

I picked her up and carried her to my room and placed her under the covers. I turned the lights out and walked out only glancing back once to see her sleeping form. I walked back and sat on the couch with my head in my hands.

What have I gotten myself into.

So did you cry yet? No? Of course not but you will eventually :)! I probably sound really evil right now... Oh well. Please review and tell me what you think!