A woman with blond hair and a black eye patch who I've never seen before had entered through the door and directed her attention towards me. She gave me a kind smile.

"So you must be Maka. It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm ." She offers me her hand to shake. I just stared at until she awkwardly put it back down to her side.

"It's okay. Things will get easier to get use to around here I promise. Anyways I mainly work as a therapist here, but I also work with child care and I would love to have a small chat with you" Ms. Marie looks around the room. "Alone." Everyone starts to exit the room except for one. Kid.

" I mean no disrespect, but now is room time and this is kind of my room." Kid exclaims gesturing around the room. There was a few seconds of silence before Ms. Marie spoke again.

"You are correct I guess. My room is currently being used for a different therapy session so we are gonna have to talk in here. Please just read a book or something and try to ignore us. Are you okay if we talk with him in here?" Ms. Marie asked me. I don't want to be rude and kick him out of his own room, so I just shrugged. How bad can the conversation be?

Kid nods and grabs a book from under his bed, and moves towards the desk. He sits down to start reading his book. Once Ms. Marie was sure he was into his book she looked back at me and gave me a warm and kind smile. We sit on my bed and she begins to talk.

"I wanted to talk to you about the bruises we found on you. They cover a large portion of your body and it has us concerned. How did you get them?" I look towards the ground. Never has anyone ever asked about the bruises. No one was suppose to. You ignore them and assumed they don't want to be talked about. Why was this any different?

"I did them to myself" I lie through my teeth. I know if I tell the truth it wouldn't matter. Who was going to stop him? The police? They could arrest him but he would be out before the next day. He has high connection in Death City. seems disappointed in my answer.

"I don't think so" She didn't believe the lie. "You couldn't of possible of done all those bruises on your back." She says calmly as if trying to keep a animal from attacking. I stay calm and try to find a way out.

"It shouldn't be that hard to believe. I mean I'm in here of all places. Self harem is kinda my thing. Unless you haven't read my file yet?" I question her. Maybe if I press her buttons enough she'll leave it be. She'll just think I'm a brat not worth her time, and give up like everyone else.

"Oh I read your file. Its interesting actually. I learned quite a lot about you and your family from Dr. Stein. He has a few suspicions that he would like me to confirm." She says quietly to me. She tries to read me for any clues. I stay still and glare at the floor.

"What would these suspicions be?" I question never taking my eyes off the ground. Ms. Marie sits in silence for a while probably debating whether or not to tell me.

"Abuse." One word and my whole body almost shuts down. My mind is all over the place. One word very few meanings. It shakes me to the core and I don't even know if I'm breathing anymore. I almost think I'm shaking, but I knew better. I was perfectly still.

"You know what? I'm kind of tired from the drive here. I think I'm gonna take a nap. Unless you have a problem with it." I can feel my heartbeat against my chest. Every ounce of blood was cold, and i was desperate to heat it back up. Ms. Marie pushes her lips into a hard line before standing up.

"Of course not. We'll talk again later. If you wanna talk before then, then ask Kid to show you to my office." I nod and she disappeared out into the hall shutting the door behind her. Ms. Maries words still ring through my head and body. I now am itching for a razor more than ever. I decide sleeping it off would be the best since I doubt that I'll find a razor anywhere near this place.

The thought of sleep was so much easier than actually doing it. I envy people who can fall asleep without even trying. I roll over onto my side and face the wall, and wrap a blanket tightly around me. It was nice and quiet in the room. I almost forgot that kid was in the room, until i heard a quiet humming sound come from where he was sitting. I didn't move, I just listened. I knew the song, it's on my Ipod and I listen to it often. It was I'd Rather Drown by Set It Off. It was a good song with tons of emotion behind it.

As kid hummed to tune I could hear the lyrics in my head.

Thanks for treating me like every boy you meet

So please come in and take a seat

Here's the part when I learn, and you will teach

On how to treat people like a piece of meat

I want a genuine, not a replica

Lethal medicine, a pin to the cornea

A sight for sore eyes

While other guys consume the lie, I'll run and hide

It was nice. I could feel myself getting lost, and slowly start dozing.

No doors exist on my fortress

The only entrance is the one I bear

You're nothing more than a temptress

I fell victim to a heartless snare

Burn the bitch down

I never will cross that bridge again

I cannot trust you easily

Or think that I'm the only one

I never let people in, and I have you to remind me why

So baby burn the bitch down

I never will cross that bridge again

I'd rather drown

I fell victim to Kids soft humming, and found myself almost in a trance.

I'm the master of construction

Because I'm building walls like it's my occupation

If you portray a liar, I'll shut you out without hesitation

It's an art form of consummate skill

Of how she plays them like the pawn

Making boys drool at her will

Like Pavlov to the dogs

No doors exist on my fortress

The only entrance is the one I bear

You're nothing more than a temptress

I fell victim to a heartless snare

Burn the bitch down

I never will cross that bridge again

I cannot trust you easily

Or think that I'm the only one

I never let people in, and I have you to remind me why

So baby burn the bitch down

I never will cross that bridge again

I'd rather, I'd rather, I'd rather

Drown me, slit my throat so lightly

Pick me up and drop me right into my grave

And now I wonder, sit alone and ponder

Should I even bother, when I see your face?

The itch I couldn't scratch

But I'd come crawling back but now

I'd much rather, rather, rather, rather, rather

I'd rather burn the bitch down

I never will cross that bridge again

I cannot trust you easily

Or think that I'm the only one

I never let people in, and I have you to remind me why

So baby burn the bitch down, I never will cross that bridge again

Go ahead and burn the bridge right down, it's what you wanted

Burn the bridge right down

I'm not the only one, the only one

So baby burn the bitch down, I never will cross that bridge again

I'd rather drown

As the humming ended darkness had taken fully over me, and I fell into a horrid pit of dreams.

Maka: She doesn't own Soul Eater, The characters, or the song.

Me: I truly wish tho. Thanks for reading. I would really appreciate a review or even private message me.