Chapter 2

While walking home, I saw a piano in a music store. I remembered when I first met Soul, he played a song for me. He said, "this is who I am," and started to play. It was some dark classical sound, but it made me very interested in him.

At home, there wasn't much, just basic things. Very boring, but I told Soul I didn't need much, I just needed his love. I looked at the time, it was 7:30. Wow, I took my time getting home.

I decided to make some supper, then I forgot I hadn't bought groceries for awhile. Guess I'll skip that and just read. When I pulled out a book, a picture fell. I picked it up and looked to find it was one of Black Star, Tsubaki, Soul and I at the carnival.

That day, it was a sunny day with a nice light breeze. Tsubaki suggested we go to the carnival. That was when Soul and I first started dating. I remember Black Star kept on eating anything he could get his hands on and ended up getting some cotton candy in Tsubaki's hair. Soul started to laugh at her and I gave him one of my Maka Chops. We played games and had a great time.

The phone started to ring, startling me. I picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Maka, can you help me out with like 50 bucks?"

"Blair, didn't you just get paid?"

"Yeah, but I kinda spent on these really nice expensive clothes."

"Blair, you got to stop spending your money on things you don't need. Why do you need money?" I'm getting irritated now.

"To buy a pair of these really nice heels."

"NO!"

"Oh please Maka, they're on sale."

"You don't need them. I gotta go now, bye."

"Just wait Maka. Your Papa said he wants to talk to you."

I hung up the phone.

I hate my good for nothing Papa. All he does is flirt with other women. I'm glad my mom divorced him. What on earth does he want to talk to me about? I'm 17, and just graduated from high school. I have an apartment with water and light. (Remember she doesn't have food.) I'm fine without him, what would he need?

I decided to get ready for bed. I put Soul's on shirt and smelled him. It was faint but it was there. He said he'd be home in a few days but that alone is too long to wait. While I was standing there smelling his shirt, someone knocked on the door.

Soul's POV

That was one uncool call. Whatever, I picked up my guitar and started strumming random notes. I needed to do anything to get everything off my mind and just think of Maka. I am so uncool for leaving her, but my parents insisted I go. I had to, if I didn't I wouldn't receive any cash. Without a job, cash is sure hard to find for an 18 year old.

Just two more days, then I can hold Maka for however long I wanted to. I miss the way her hair fell in front of her face after I kissed her. When she blushed, my heart melted. Everything about Maka was truly amazing.

Sometime after putting the guitar down, I fell asleep. My dream felt so real. It was as if I was sleeping right next to her and she was crying. I couldn't help but cry with her. She got out of bed still crying and I can hear asking why I left. If only she knew it was so we didn't live on the streets.

I woke up so scared and sweating. I need to get home now.

As I'm laying here, I hear someone walk in. "Whose here?"

"It's Wes."

"Why are you here?"

"Well, mum and dad we're the ones who made you come here to study. I came here to tell you that they want to see you."

"I ain't going. I came, studied, left my girlfriend for 6 months. I don't have to see them."

"We'll have a driver pick you up tomorrow at 6. Wear a suit. You do have a suit right?"

Did he not hear me when I said I'm not going to go meet them? My parents don't know anything about me. I left, when I found out I could do music in America. Best decision in my life. I'm back here on there accord. I don't have to see them right?

"Good luck with that, I'm busy tomorrow." I was busy tomorrow.

"Oh, is that true? With what then?"

"I have plans with my friends." I did?

"We'll the driver will still be here tomorrow. Bye Soul."

"Fuck you Wes!" I was filled with so much rage.

Goddamn he was such a bastard. He was mum and dad's favourite. Couldn't stand all the attention he got. I had to leave. I need to go somewhere.

Leaving my flat, was a bad idea. It was only 9 PM but the drunks were already roaming the streets.

While I was going through the park, I noticed the same person I saw earlier. Wasn't his name Kid or something? He was with the same woman and someone who looked like a kid.

"Hey Soul."

Shit, it was them. I didn't want to see them, I wanted to be alone.

"Hi."

They started walking toward me. I looked up thinking it would be much better to be home already and not in this mess. Next thing you know, somebody was hugging the life out of me.

"Excuse me, can you get off?" I tried saying this without being so rude.

"Oh I'm Patty by the way, nice meeting you Soul." She said this so joyfully. "Liz, you're right he does seem cool." She pecked my cheek.

What the fuck is wrong with her?

"Sorry, I have to go."

"Awe, do you really have to? I thought we could go get dinner or something."

"No, that's fine really. I have to start packing." Shit they don't need to know I'm leaving.

"Oh where are you going?" Patty said this sadly.

"Home." I'm not going to lie. Home is where I belong and not in this shit hole.

"Oh, and where's that?" She said this lustfully. Not good, not good at all.

"America, where the one I love is waiting for me to come home." Now I really am asking for it. I think she is very fond of me more then I want.

"Patty, don't be going in other people business now, we have to go now anyways." Thank you Kid.

I didn't care what there going to say, I left. I needed out of every person in sight.