A/N: Yay! I finally came up with chapter 2! It's been really tough, with school keeping me so busy (and me blowing off all my homework so I can watch Blue Exorcist XD) and just life in general.

Anyhoo, enjoy chapter 2! Reviews are nice too. :3

Chapter 2- I Trusted You

Maka went home from Tsubaki's that night feeling the harsh sting of failure. She had gotten absolutely nothing done at all that day concerning her newspaper article, and now to add icing on the cake, she had to go home to that.

When she dug out her key and cracked open the front door, Maka could hear a bunch of foreign female giggles. Great, Maka tried her hardest not to slam the door. Not a month after the divorce and he's already got himself a new toy.

Maka walked away from her 'so called' home, unsure of where to go now. She knew Tsubaki would take her in any day, but she didn't want to be a burden to her and her brother. Maka settled for a curb in the alley outside her apartment.

She stared up into the dark sky, only seeing one or two stars. Man, the city lights really drown out the beauty of the stars, Maka mused to herself. What am I doing... She buried her head in her hands. She tried to focus her mind on the important task at hand; her newspaper article, but found her mind constantly wandering back to her sleazy dad and his stupid hookers. I could write an an article on my screwy home life, Maka inwardly bitterly laughed. Hell, I could write a novel on all the issues I have.

Before she knew it, tears had started to roll down her face. The overwhelming pressure and stress, not to mention sucky home life, were finally taking their toll on the struggling adolescent girl.

A little ways away, she heard dragging footsteps approach her. She quickly tried to wipe away her tears, but her efforts were futile. She looked up into a pair of lazy dark red eyes, framed by a shock of white hair. Oh crap... of all people, why him?

"Hey," Maka said, her voice only slightly shaking.

"Sup," Soul said, nodding.

Maka sighed. What does he want? "What brings you here?" She tried to make cheery small talk, but it was coming out more strained than lighthearted.

"Drop the act," Soul said in a low, deep voice. "I can tell something's bothering you. You can tell me, y'know."

Maka bit her lip; her tears were returning almost as fast as they first came. She finally gave in, and let it all out into her hands. "I'm just s-so sick of it all!" Her muffled, hoarse voice screamed. "My dad is the biggest dickhead ever... H-he and my mom just got a divorce because he was cheating on her, and ever since then his cheating has gotten even w-worse!" Maka sobbed some more, thoroughly soaking her hands. "It's like... he's learned absolutely nothing. He's such a thickheaded asshole!"

Maka stood there for a few minutes, releasing her long pent-up emotions. Soul patiently stood there, one earbud still hanging out of his ear.

After she had finally calmed down, Maka looked up at Soul with watery green eyes. "There, I said it. Now why are you here?" She instantly felt bad once the words left her mouth. Fantastic, I probably came off too harsh...

Soul seemed unfazed, still blankly staring at her with that sleepy expression. He then did something extremely unexpected, and pulled Maka into a hug. Maka's eyes widened, but she did nothing to resist the comfort.

"I understand... I was trying to get away from my dump too." Soul sighed, absentmindedly twirling one of Maka's pigtails. "I was just out to take a walk, but then I saw you all curled up alone in that alleyway, so I came over, and I'm glad I did," Soul's mouth upturned at the corner into a faint smile.

Maka remained silent for a minute, then reluctantly pulled away from his comfy embrace. "Soul, thank you." She gave him a weak smile. "Thanks for letting me vent on you. Please don't mention this to anyone though," Maka's smile disappeared. She didn't want Tsubaki to find out Maka went to someone else before her.

"No prob," Soul smirked, then turned to walk back the way he came. "Hope things get better."

Maka smiled and watched him walk off again. For some reason, I feel I can trust him.

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Maka was about to dig her notebook out of her locker and close it when a girl with long dirty-blonde hair ran up to her.

"MAKA! GUESS WHAT?" The girl waved her arms dramatically. She was Liz Thompson, the older of the Thompson sisters. She was in the newspaper journalist club with Maka, but she never really did anything but gossip.

"What?" Maka said, trying to sound interested and humor Liz.

"You'll never guess," Liz smirked. "Y'know that guy, Soul Evans? Apparently he got with Blair last night and they totally did it!"

Maka's heart felt like it had just been run over by a bulldozer. "What?" She was barely able to squeak out.

"Yeah, I heard that a little after 11 last night he let her in and she didn't come out till like, 5 in the morning! It's so crazy, I..."

Liz's chattering was droned out by a ringing in Maka's ears. It can't be true, it can't be true... Maka felt a little wobbly. But he... I... we... last night... I thought I could trust him... Her eyelids were heavy, her mind was swirling, and her legs felt like lead. Liz's words just wouldn't stop floating around in her head.

At some point, she finally buckled and slumped to the ground in the middle of the hallway, much to her excited friend's shock.

TO BE CONTINUED~

A/N: So, what did you think? Sorry it's such a short chapter. The next should be a bit longer… Please share your thoughts! :D Reviews pressure me to write more for my awesome readers. C: