It's been a few weeks since "the incident" she had with Soul, and she's beginning to think that their partnership is destined to fail now. He won't talk to her much anymore about anything, he won't look her in the eyes anymore, and their resonance has been screwed up ever since that day. It's worrying her and all she wants do is just sit in her room and cry because her ridiculous decision to kiss him is what messed them up.
Another thing is that Soul has been leaving the apartment a lot, and when she asks him where and why, all he does is shrug and isolates himself in his room. Like today, except he hasn't come home yet.
This time, though, she's gonna get him to talk.
With her mind made up and confidence drawn up, she leaves her bedroom and deposits herself on the couch. About ten minutes later, while she was reading a book, Soul finally walks through the door. She immediately put her book down and called for him.
"Soul, I think we need to talk."
He stood by the door, looking at her with a bored expression. "About what?"
"About what happened."
He grunted his disapproval, frowning as he made his way to his room. "No thanks."
She scowled and followed him, grabbing his arm and turning him around.
"Soul, I know you know that we need to discuss this! It's messing up our partnership and we need to fix it!"
"You were the one who kissed me-"
"I am well aware of that, Soul," she glared at him, considering hitting him with a book, but calmed herself down and took a deep breath. "Look, Soul, I did it because you seemed to want it and not only that but I actually do like you-"
"I have a girlfriend."
She stopped cold, staring at him with wide eyes. "Y-You what?"
He looked at her with a bored expression once more. "I. Have. A girlfriend."
She stood there in silence for a minute before shakily asking, "S-So that whole incident-"
"-Meant nothing, yeah. Just a spur-of-the-moment thing. It was a mistake."
She could feel her heart hurting now. Feel her eyes begin to water. Feel her hands tremble as she absently scratched at her neck. "Oh." Her breathing was beginning to become noticeably choppy, and she knew he noticed when he went to reach out for her.
"Maka-"
"No, don't-don't touch me." Her voice was trembling slightly, and she forced herself to level it. She took a deep breath and looked past him, avoiding looking at any part of him. "I'm leaving for a while. I won't be back tonight, so you're gonna either have to cook for yourself or order something. I'll see you at school tomorrow morning." She walked around him to her room and packed her school uniform and some pajamas, as well as some toiletries. She'd be staying at Black Star and Tsubaki's place for the night.
"Maka, hold on," he tried to stop her from stuffing things into an overnight bag, but she ignored him, pulling away from his grasp on her wrist. He kept calling her name even as she walked down the hall of the apartment complex, but she ignored him. Leaving him to feel like utter shit.
I knew all men were bastards. And Soul is no different than the rest of them.