" Maka?" his face was full of shock
" Yes..." I hoped his reaction would be good.
" I...I don't know what to say. I am..."
" Overwhelmed? It's cool, just, here, my phone number. Call me tonight, whenever you can. We will talk then. Bye" I told him and left. Once I got home I sat on my bed crying.
I was confused. What was he doing here after all this time? Why did he came back? Was he here to ruin my life? Could he know how much I suffered after he left? How much I cried, how much I tried to forget and forgive him because he let his parents take him and leave?
I think I fell asleep because I woke up two hours later, and my phone was ringing. Unknown number. I don't usually take those calls but it might be Soul. So I picked up. It really was him.
" Hello?" I asked
" Maka?" I heard his voice call my name. The same voice that made me happy and supported me for 14 years, now makes me sad.
" Yes, Soul, how are you?"
" Fine, I guess. You wanted to talk. Am I right?"
" Yes. I want to talk, if you don't mind of course."
" No, it's cool. Do you want to go out somewhere? I don't think we should talk our problems on the phone..."
" Yes, of couse. Would you like to come at my house? I live near the high school. Big white house with a great garden and a black fence."
" Are you alone in that big house?"
" Yes. So, when will you get here?"
" Well, I am at you door..."
" U serious?" I almost screamed. "Duh, the door is unlocked. Upstairs, last door on the left. Bye!"
I was in such a hurry. My room was a mess and I was in sport clothes. Luckily, my house had two floors, so I had a few seconds. I dashed out to my closet, got a pair of black shorts with electric green stripes and a black T-shirt. Everything that covered the carpet was now under my bed or stuffed into the closet. Exactly when I jumped in my bed, he entered in my room.
" Hi! Come on, sit down."
" Sure. So, what do you want us to talk abou-"
" What are you doing here? Where were you all this time?" I interrupted him.
" My parents told me that it was ok to come back and, I was in Sydney, Australia. Now my turn to ask: What happened to you? You're all pink and punk and rock..."
That was true. I asked two questions, he asked just one, but I don't know what to say, " Well you left, I suffered, I changed to forget you" it sounds patethic.
" I was tired of my old looks, I didn't want to be a bookworm anymore. So, I changed and everyone supported me. It was weird at first but I got used to it." I explained as good as I could.
" Did you suffered?"
" I think so. I mean we were like brothers, inseparabble. You were everything to me, and when you left I felt alone... Why did you changed, Mr. blue stripes?"
" I was really mad at my parents. First they told me we were going on a family vacation. But when I found out we weren't coming back, I locked myself into my room for a week, only eating pizza. But, you know, it was like they had something against us. After I finnaly exited my room, I told them that I will run away from home if they don't give me space to realise that I couldn't count on anybody. My everything was taken away from me. And they did it. They left me alone half a year or so, in which I changed everything about me. From my appearance to my personality. A few days ago my mother told me that I can come back home because no one has heard anything about my Maka Albarn."
" Wow. Well, only the boys in my band know me as Maka. After I finished middle school, in that summer I changed and when I starded high school I registered as a new kid, Elise Martin. When I heard you name, I was really surprised. I mean, you came back. Why didn't you remained there?"
" Beause of-" he started the answer but he was interrupted by the boys, which came uninvited into my room.
That was a awkward situation...
