Chapter 2
It had been three weeks already, three fucking weeks without seeing or hearing from her. He was becoming desperate, going insane slowly but surely. The albino glanced at his cell once more warring with himself wanting to call her but stopping, his hand hovering over the device. Jessica was only a few feet away talking on the phone with a girlfriend while he pretended to watch TV. His mind kept dredging up Maka, he wanted to be near her, see her, hold her, touch her, be with her. He loved her, he couldn't deny it now, he doubted he ever could. He wanted to run out and go to her apartment talk to her face to face. She had been avoiding his calls and when he would go over she wouldn't answer the door. He hated it! It was Hell! He didn't know what to do. He sat contemplating it over and over again, should he go over? Should he wait even more? No, he couldn't wait anymore! Making up his mind he got up from the couch. "Soul? Where are you going?" Jessica asked putting a hand over the phone's microphone. "I'm going out for a drive." he responded grabbing the keys to his car. "All right, be careful." she said as he walked out. He hurried to his car and made his way to Maka's flat. He needed to talk to her.
Maka sat in the recording room fumbling with lyrics to a song she was writing now. She had a beat; all she needed were the lyrics, who for some reason weren't surfacing at all. The blonde sighed frustrated why can't this be as easy as before?! She began the melody from the beginning and looked at the lyrics mumbling them under her breath. The sound of someone knocking on the door startled her, she glanced at the clock on her cell, it was 11:30 at night. Who the hell was that? She got up from her chair and made her way to the door; she unlocked it and opened it not bothering to check who it was. "What the hell Maka?" came an angry voice. Maka looked up in shock "Soul!" she exclaimed Shit! What an idiot! She'd been avoiding him for almost 3 weeks! And now here he was, angry and red faced. He stepped through the door whirling to look at her. She closed the door behind her and stared at him "What are you doing here?"She asked "I came to see why you are avoiding me!" he snapped "Don't you know how worried I was?!" he asked. She locked all her feelings towards him away, letting anger and scorn rein the chambers of her heart. "Like you care!" she hissed, shock registered on his face but she didn't let him speak. "I'm not gonna beat about the bush, I don't want to see you again! What we had was fun, but now it's over! Go home to your wife, where you should be! Leave me alone! Don't call or come around." she yelled chest heaving with anger and grief. Soul glared "What? Why? I don't want to be with her, I want you!" he yelled back.
Maka snorted derisively "Yeah right, you don't want me Soul. I'm no good for you, I have too many problems, and you know nothing about me. Just like I know nothing about you. Leave me alone please." her voice softened at the end. "Maka, I don't want to! I can't be without you. I need you." Soul pleaded sadness softening his eyes. Maka shook her head "No, we can't do this anymore. You have a wife, I can't do this to her. I...I'm sorry Soul" she said tears streaming down her cheeks. She had broken, had finally let the dam break something she promised to never do, but humans break promises, just like they break hearts. Soul shook his head "No Maka, I won't leave you, I can't." Maka huffed through her tears "Don't make this any harder Soul. We can't be together, you belong to someone else. You and I can never be together. Just please, please leave." she begged heart breaking. Soul walked up to her and pinned her against the door flinty red meeting watery green. "Why Maka? You had no problem with it before, why now?" he asked. "I just can't anymore." she answered brokenly.
Soul crashed his lips against hers, hunger, anger and want melded into feather soft lips. Maka gasped under the onslaught of raw emotions, unable to stop herself she responded to him. Letting her own emotions shine through, Soul pushed her further into the door he then grasped under her thighs lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding into him slowly. He pressed forward meeting her swiveling hips in a slow tempo, hissing at the sweet sensation. He wanted her, more than ever, he wanted to show her just how much he loved her, what she meant to him. Soul reached between them gripping the hem of her panties, pulling away slightly to slide them off, he threw them to the side. He then fumbled to release himself from the restriction of his jeans. She helped him, deftly freeing him from his denim prison, she grabbed a hold of him and began pumping him quickly, he felt his erection growing painful, wanting release. He thrust into her hand as he began leaving open mouthed kisses on her neck, rewarded by her heavy panting and small moans. "Soul I…." she breathed trialing off as his lips took hers again, Maka rubbed him against her wetness positioning him at her entrance. He didn't need to be told twice he swiftly entered her, she arched her back off the door in pleasure, he thrusted slowly meeting her bucking with his own.
He moved her away from the door and laid her on the floor careful not to slip out of her. He watched as she bit her lip, felt as she raked her nails across his back, her hands pulling his hair, heard her moans and the breathy way his name escaped her lips, he could taste her when he licked the crook of her neck and he could smell her sweet scent mixed with the sweat on her skin. How could he ever leave her? Did she not know her worth? He watched as well as felt when she came her back arching off the floor, her walls clenched around him, face contorted in ecstasy eyes squeezed shut pink lips slightly open, nails dug further into his skin adding to his pleasure. He slowed his thrusts extending her orgasm even more, he himself was almost there, and after a few more thrusts he released himself in her. He draped his body over her holding his weight on his elbows. The smell of sweat and sex permeated the air and panting filled the room. Small hands pushed against his chest and he moved off of her, she sat up looking for her discarded underwear slipping them back on. "You have to go Soul." she said sitting in her spot, pulling her long legs up to her, hiding her face in her knees. "What?" he asked frowning, "You have to go. I told you I don't want to see you again." she repeated standing up "You know where the door is. Show yourself out." she looked at him one last time, seeing the broken look he had. She turned away sobs escaping her but she didn't care anymore, she walked to the studio and shut the door locking it behind her. The blonde slid down until she reached the floor sobbing for all she was worth, letting her pain dissolve in a river of tears.
The door trembled suddenly, startling her she felt it shake again and again as Soul knocked on it loudly. "Maka? Maka open up! We're not done with this!" he yelled she sobbed harder her body shaking she wanted to scream, shout to the world just how hurt she was. Soul kept knocking threatening to kick it down if she didn't open it, "LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screamed "JUST GOES SOUL! WE CAN'T BE TOGETHER LEAVE! PLEASE!" she begged slapping the ground angrily why couldn't he understand? Why couldn't he leave? She screamed, raw and full of hurt, pulling her hair in frustration sobs growing louder. Soul flinched when he heard her scream, he had never heard such a sound before, so full of hurt and grief, he let his forehead thump lightly against the door, her cries broke his heart, he lay his hand flat against the wooden barrier and he spoke "Maka, don't ask me to leave, not when you mean so much to me." He waited hoping she would recuperate but he was met with sniffles and sobs. He had never felt defeat as much as he did that day, it swept over him like a tsunami dragging him down into its watery depths and he couldn't resurface. Soul walked out of the apartment and headed to the bar, maybe whiskey would help numb everything he felt. Maka waited an hour after he left to make sure he was really gone before leaving the confines of her studio, she walked into her bedroom and laid on her bed tears fell as she inhaled Soul's scent on the second pillow, she cradled it in her arms as she cried into it letting it capture all her tears and hurt maybe this way the pain wouldn't hurt so bad. But it did, every tear spilled reminded her of who they were for, and the more she remembered the more she cried. She never thought the expression cry me a river could be so literal, she was pretty sure she was crying enough to fill one because she couldn't stop, this is why she never wanted to get attached to anyone. She slowly drifted off to sleep, in the midst of tears and sniffles, maybe tomorrow would be a better day.