Well I thought that we could sit around and, talk for hours
About things I couldn't say to you
And things that we could never do and,
This conversation has had no face
When the words take days you can re-write and erase anything
You know my heart (so tell me honestly, did you ever really want this?)
Knows all these
And I'll borrow words from all my favourite paragraphs
To write a ballad while we say the things
We'd hope would mean the most to me
And each line is sent
I have found a new pages of hope for the days
when I feel like I've lost everything
You know my heart (so tell me honestly, did you ever really want this?)
Knows all these lines (cause my jealous heart really can't take that)
So I'll sing this song for every word that's come out wrong.
But, I'll be OK (Is that what you want me to say?)
It's called breakup
Cause it's broken
But I'll be OK (is that what you want me to say?)
It's called breakup
Cause it's broken
I'll be OK
Is that what you want me to say?
It's called Breakup
Cause it's broken
I'll be OK
Is that what you want me to say?
It's called Breakup
Cause it's broken
I'll be OK, is that what you want me to say?
Cause it's broken
And you were just about to tell me
How you meant that you were sorry
And the nights we've spent
Have really meant the world to you
Let's not pretend I'm keeping track on every note
On every page the day she wrote
The cherry flavored kisses
Well, I taste them
Do you miss it?
I'll be OK
Is that what you want me to say?
It's called Breakup
Cause it's broken
I'll be OK
Is that what you want me to say?
It's called Breakup
Cause it's broken
Well I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours
About things I couldn't say to you
And things that we could never do
The note died as the song ended, Soul and the band pulled off their head phones. "Good run guys, that's a keeper." I said through the mic as the band sighed, smiles flickering on their faces.
The group filed their way out as Black Star stretched, "Ugh I did so awesome! And I'm not even tired." He smirked.
Kid shoved him in the shoulder, "We all did good idiot." He mumbled as he leaned over and pecked my cheek. "You did too."
"She didn't do shit," the familiar voice of Soul insulted as he jerked Kid back, "Your guys googly eyes are really grating on my nerves." He glared at Kid.
"Then don't look," he replied coolly as Soul clenched his fist when Kid walked off, seriously contemplating on whether or not to knock his teeth out.
I let my fingers graze his arms, "Don't…" I said quietly. Soul whipped around so fast with his fist raised at my head I didn't have time to brace for it. Luckily his blow never came, and when I stared him he looked to furious I was scared to breathe.
"Fuck off."
I inhaled slowly as he stalked out of the room, only being followed by Liz who hardly even glanced at me as she followed Soul.
This has been Souls usual behavior for the past two weeks; he hasn't said more than three words to me since he came to my house. It made feel so guilty about what I did; I didn't know whether or not I should regret it. But whether I did or didn't I had to stand by my decision, I can't just go back on what I did because he's pitching a fit.
But what he has good reason too? I mean he waited at my house for who knows how long and then when he finally says something that is difficult for him, I reject him? Maybe I should've been nicer about it, at least I explained myself. But still for him to go out of his way like that maybe I could've given him a chance…
Well now I only have about a month and a half to be here, I doubt he's still doing that whole You're-Not-Leaving-Until- I-Say-So thing. At least then I won't have to deal with it for long and we can both just forget about it.
Ugh, but is that how I really want to deal with it? Just walk away from my problems? I can't believe I'm actually happy I'm leaving the best place I've had so far. How cowardly can I get? Maybe I could just try to talk to him about it… But I still want him to try for my trust and if I go say sorry for saying what I did then he might not.
AHHH INNER TURMOIL!
"Maka?" I looked up a Patty who was poking my cheek, "You're like reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy out of it."
I cracked a smile and looked at her, "Yeah sorry, I have a lot on my mind." We were in the limo to take us all to Black Star's house for dinner, a celebration for our first album of original songs.
"Oh, that sounds boring, think of something fun! Are you ready for Black Stars party?" Patty giggled.
"Party?" I squeaked, "I thought it was just a dinner."
Black Star roared with laughter as everyone else chuckled, "Do you seriously think Black Star would invite all over just for some dinner? Hell to the no!" Liz laughed.
"We're gonna party like rock stars!" Black Star shouted as everyone let out a whoop.
I had a really bad feeling about this.
When we arrived his sleek black mansion was already pulsing with music. An assortment of lights flooded out the windows, people we're already passed out in his yard.
"Guys we are way too young to be doing this…" I mumbled as we filed out of the limo.
"Then you can be a designated driver." Liz said as she cat walked up the entry way to Black Star's mansion. I grumbled, I don't even need to be designated driver, they already have one! I looked back at the faceless man getting out of the driver's seat, going over to several others leaning against a sparkly white limo. I could hear the soft laughs they were giving of while they smoked, how could they be having so much fun when they're at a party full of underage drinkers!?
A hand slipped its way around my waist when Kid suddenly appeared next to me. I looked up at him, eyebrows furrowed deeply as I contemplated the situation, and he sighed, "Maka please, have little fun."
"Well a lot of people die or get hurt after having a little fun." I argued with a pout when Kid kissed me with more passion than normal.
"Then I'll protect you from all the horny teenagers in there looking to have fun. We could put you in your own nonalcoholic fun bubble!" He murmured as I gasped and smacked him, I couldn't help but let out a chuckle, This was a side of kid that I loved. Fun and relaxed, ready to kick back and enjoy the ride while throwing in plenty of sarcastic comments.
"Fine, but I don't plan on doing anything I don't want to do." Fun fact is that I and Kid haven't gotten past the long sweet kiss, no tongue. And the rest for us was cuddling and nothing more, no butt or boob touches, no dirty whispers, sexts, our relationship was cute and sweet. Not hot and heavy. I always choked whenever his hands would hold me in place at my tail bone, slowly sliding down, or the small flecks of tongue on my lips, asking gently for permission to answer.
"Deal." Kids shouted, the house was shaking as people stumbled around dancing and singing. There were lines down the halls for bathrooms and a lot of closed doors to the infinite amount of bedrooms. The kitchen was jam packed with alcohol, people were gathered in circles playing spin the bottle, truth or dare, and other drinking and sex games. Beer Pong was being played and others were drinking beer by the gallon upside down.
I felt so out of place, I was just standing there awkwardly like a sore thumb as Kid concocted a drink for us. Looking around some other kids from school, the four girls that bullied me were all in a corner making out. I raised my eyebrows and cracked a grin, they're totally obsessed with having Kid and yet they're lesbian for each other? I shrugged, whatever I guess.
"Hey babe, I only gave you half a cup since you're obviously not comfortable." Kid said as he stuck a cool plastic cup in my hand.
"Th-thanks…" I stuttered as he grinned.
"Maka you're so cute." He seemed way more affectionate than normal throughout the party his hands was always on me. His arm over my shoulder, hand around my waist, our fingers intertwined. When I craned my neck to look at him he would kiss my cheek, forehead, hair, or mouth.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, we were currently dipping our feet in the pool. Outside was more quiet, people smoking, talking, kissing. It was cold so no one was in the pool except for our submerged ankles.
"Yeah, are you?" Kid said, it was clear that he was clearly drunk, not wasted, but most definitely drunk. His words were slurring and he would have very random chuckles as he stumbled around.
"Yeah, it seems like you're attached to me at the hip, not like that bothers me or anything I was just wondering what brought this on because you normally don't always have a hold of me if that makes sense. But it's not like you're never there because well of course you are, we've been on dates and stuff…" The words spewed out as I tried to justify my question in fear of embarrassment. Yeah, that didn't go to well.
Kid sat there grinning as he listened to my rambles, he started laughing as my face heated. "Maka we're at a party fulllll of drunk peeps, the last thing I want is some dude grinding on yer ass."
I nodded; he was showing off that I was his. I jumped at the thought before falling into a fit of giggles, I was his! This amazing, sweet, and drunk guy was my boyfriend!
Kid gave a confused look at my outburst before I hugged him, "I'm just so happy you're my boyfriend." I admitted, Kid also grinned as he kissed me.
His arm slipped around my waist, pulling me close as I let out a small gasp. He attempted to deepen his sloppy kiss, but I froze. This wasn't Kid's normal cute and emotional, really good, kiss. I put my hand on his chest, "I think I'm going to get you some Sprite, you don't need any more booze. Plus you're way hotter and a much better kisser when you're sober." I gave him a smile as I backed away.
He frowned, "Key, lemme go with you."
I shook my head, "No you stay here. I'll be right back, promise." I speed walked away before he could protest. When I turned to make sure he wasn't following he was laying on the concrete staring at the sky in absolute awe.
It took me about three tries to get to the kitchen, the maze of rooms and hallways were not easy to navigate with a bunch of shit faced people. Then weaving through the crowd I opened a fridge that was double my size and began digging around for a can of Sprite.
A hand pinched my ass and I jumped, my face turning a blaze as I spun around. Soul stood there leaning against the counter frowning as he stared at his hand that I assume just grabbed my rear.
"At least your ass kind of makes up for your boobs but they still both suck." He looked at me, his bloody red eyes even more intense when he was drunk. He leaned forward as he trapped me against the fridge door. "I bet Kid never said that, but it's okay because he somehow still likes you anyway. I like more bust on girls, gives me more to grab and look at."
I opened my mouth to speak but he put his mouth over it before any words could escape. My heart was in my throat as he groaned, "You're soooo loud! Just shut up, you're much prettier that way, but you're awesome to look at when you're yelling at me. You face gets so red and you're tiny fists ball up…" He grabbed my hand and pulled it up to his face to inspect it. "How can someone so small have such power over me? It's not cool. I can never win when it comes to you. That just means that I'll have to break you."
His hand fell but I was panting, my blood roared in my ears as I waited to see what he would do. His words were draining the energy out of me, his eyes making me weak. "S-Soul… W-w-what are you-u…?"
He groaned as he leaned forward, his lips pressing to mine. His hands sliding up to my neck as his lips parted. I froze, panicking on what I should do. Normally Soul only throws empty threats. But he was actually doing something now and I can't stop him. I was afraid of what he might do if I moved, or fought back.
Especially if his breathe didn't reek of alcohol, or his words didn't slur once, his fake stumble and drunkenness was unveiled to me by his perfectly calculated kiss that was much more raw and fierce than Kid's.
Soul was completely sober.
DON'T DO UNDER AGE DRINKING KIDS. AND NEVER EVER, EVER, EVER DRINK AND DRIVE!
Bleh I feel like a really bad example right now Anywho I hoped you liked the chapter! The ball is really gonna start rolling in the chapters
Song(s):
The Last Something That Meant Anything – Mayday Parade
