DXT intro…

SORRY! About not being on for 2 months! OR UPDATING! I am sorry. But my reason was life… it was SO UNFAIR! But my MOTHER (I call her and people I hate "It") has been arguing with me lately. Then what is worst I started cutting… so yeah, I never loved my family and most of them don't love me. My life is hard. People asked me "How do you live?", or "How do you get by every day with that fake smile?" my friend asked that. I tell them…

"Because One day, I will win this battle, against the worldwhich always tell me to give up on myself, against my family who always forget about me and never shown me love or a childhood, and…

Against myself, when I want to kill myself or live and see if it gets better the battle for my life…"

Yup that is my everyday battle.

I will come out a winner.

Chapter 3

-SOUL-

I arrive at Maka's house. As I hide my motorbike I see Maka she knocks on the door. What I see is her waiting and shaking. It wasn't cold out. Is she scared to be home?

The cream colored house seems almost like a death house. Like bad things happen here like people get kill there. Maka knocks again. That look on her face she is in fear.

A man answers the door. When the man gets a good look at her face. He starts swearing and yelling at her. Then, he grabs her hair pulls her inside. I move towards to window. He hits Maka. She fights back but in the end of that battle she loses. She runs upstairs. The next thing her father said made me want to kill him.

"Go, ahead and cut yourself no one cares about you anyways! Damn bitch!"

Then he goes through the back door. I hear a car start. Then, a scream of tires running off in the distance.

Her father is gone.

Why does she live with him?

Why doesn't anyone see the pain she is going through?

Why?

-MAKA-

Just one more cut will make me happy.

The razor I grabbed is bloodstain with whose blood?

Mine.

Just one more cut.

*Knocks on HER door*

Who could that be?

Oh well like I care. I lift up my sleeves to my hoodie to see red lovey marks all over my forearm some different than others. Some are even deeper than others which make them lovey on my skin. When I feel them they feel like sandpaper but the pain is lovey. It feels like it can take the pain out of my head to on my skin.

I slice my skin to see red tears form then fall off my skin. I look at them and smile. I am in pain need to feel real pain and it is right here real pain…

*Knocks again*

"GO AWAY FATHER DO NOT TALK TO ME!"

"Maka…" I stopped the cutting and looked at the door. Soul?

"Maka, please answer your door." Did he see what my father did to me? Does he know I cut if he did then he would not be friends with me anymore. Well let's see if he does care. I go over to the door. I take a deep breath and open the door.

-SOUL-

The door opens.

Maka is standing there with a curious look on her face. I look at her then I hear a drop I look to see her arm bleeding badly.

"MAKA!" she looks depressed when I said that.

"Soul it is okay if you don't want to be my friend anymore. I won't force you to be my friend. I am a freak anyways."

Maka…

DXT: R&R

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