A/N:Here we go, Chapter Eleven! Who'da thought I'd get this out as early as two days later?! This is perfect timing I think, don't you agree? Alright, perfect! Just few more chapters away from the lemon (; I know you guys are just DYING to get to it, haha (you naughty kids (; ) I'll get right to it then! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER, BURLESQUE OR ANY OF THE SONGS MENTIONED IN THIS CHAPTER! *Today, we only have music contained from the Burlesque movie, so I'm sorry if you wanted more of my own personal favorites ); LAWL!* With that, let's get on with Chapter 11! Happy reading! (:
CHAPTER ELEVEN:
MAKA'S P.O.V
The next morning, I was woken up by the sunlight that invaded my room through my unshaded windows. My eyes were burning from the brightness, so I rubbed my eyes harshly and sat up in bed to avoid the light. When I took the back of my hand away from my eye, I looked to the door, only to be startled by the sight of Soul staring seriously down at me as he leaned on the door frame.
I jumped out of my skin and yelped. "Soul, what the hell! Are you trying to give me a freakin' heart attack?!" I yelled at my unconcerned roommate. He ignored my question and narrowed his eyes a little more. He looked pretty serious and I also noticed that he had bags under his eyes. Did he wait up for me last night? "Soul?" I called at his silence as he continued to stare.
After a minute or so, he finally parted his lips and began to murmur something that I almost couldn't make out. "What was that? I can't hear you," I said. Soul crossed his arms and pushed himself up off of the door frame. "I said, 'Where did you go last night?'" he repeated, sounding a bit irritated. I wonder what's up with him. I cleared my throat and answered a bit hesitantly. "I was out… With Hiro." Soul narrowed his eyes even more at this. "Doing what?" he asked, sounding like a father. "Umm… Well, when I was going to find Patty to catch a ride with her, he offered me a ride and I took it," I explained in half-truth. "Maka, I came home before you. Where did you two go?" he almost demanded to know. He didn't look very amused in the slightest, so I just thought it would be best not to hide it from him. What does it matter anyway? "We went out to a restaurant and talked a bit. Guess we lost track of time." Soul slowly blinked and nodded his head, turning away from me and walking out of the room like nothing happened.
Guess he didn't care. I slowly got up out of bed and dressed myself, getting ready for the day. I pulled my hair up in a ponytail and prepared to get breakfast ready when I walked out of my room, but when I got to the kitchen, I saw breakfast, sitting there on the counter, already finished and ready to eat. I called out to Soul, who was laying on the couch with one foot up on the couch and the other, on the floor with his right arm, laying over his tired eyes. "Soul, you cooked breakfast today?" I asked. "No, Lord Death did," he answered sarcastically. I gave him a playfully irritated look, which he clearly sensed, by the look of that goofy, toothy grin of his. "I'm kidding. Yeah, I made it," he answered. Though he had a smile on his face, he still sounded a bit aggravated by something. I wonder what he's so mad about.
I grabbed a plate and filled it up with eggs, sausage, bacon and some buttered toast. "Aren't you gonna eat?" I called out to Soul. He shook his head. "Already ate," he answers plainly. Something was definitely up, but before I could ask what his problem is, his cellphone in his pocket begins to ring. He looks at it and I can tell from the look on his face that it's Sarah. His irritated face turns into one that's a bit more tolerant and he immediately answers the phone, not even bothering to go into his room to talk like he usually does.
"Hey babe," he answers sweetly. He covers his eyes with his right arm again as he listens to whatever she says over the phone. I can't really hear what she's saying, but she sounds pretty happy over the phone. What girl wouldn't be when their loved one answers the phone like that? I can only hear Soul's responses to whatever she's saying, but I try my best not to pry.
"Yeah, I saw it. What's goin' on over there with that guy? It seems like you two have been spendin' an awful lot of time together," Soul points out. Sarah sounds defensive over the phone when he says this, but he doesn't back down. "What do you expect me to think, Sarah? Almost every single week has been the same thing," he retorts. Again, Sarah sounds defensive and almost insulted, which only makes her look more suspicious. "Well, why are you gettin' mad at me, huh? You don't see me going out with another girl to restaurants and hangin' out in hotel rooms at 5am. If there's something-." Sarah cuts him off with a shout. Things are starting to get pretty heated between the couple and I start to feel uncomfortable by the things he's saying to her.
'You don't see me going to restaurants with another girl and hangin' out at 5am' he says. But that's what we do… Soul and I would hang out until early in the morning since we worked late and we would eat dinner at restaurants every now and then. Am I getting in the way of their relationship? Surely, if she were to find out about me and Soul's friendship, she'd be pissed. I know I would… Is this wrong? Thinking all these things make me result to thinking that maybe it'd be best for me to just lay low for now. Back off a bit… It's not fair for me to be spending so much quality time with a soon-to-be married man. It's not fair to him and it's not fair to her either.
"That's not what I'm saying. I'm saying that if there's something that I should know about, then you need to tell me right now. I don't need to hear about my fiancé going off with other guys in a whole other state behind my back," he snapped. He didn't raise his voice, but he sounded pretty on edge with Sarah at this point. I finished up the rest of the breakfast and went straight to washing the dirty dishes in the sink. I hoped that the running of the water would block out their conversation, but I could still hear Soul as clear as day.
"I know, babe. Me too…" Soul says in a softer voice that I've never heard him talk in before. I felt a bit discouraged at that little fact. I guess there is a side to him that I've never seen before, though that's only to be expected… So why do I feel so down? Again, I tried to ignore my petty, irrelevant feelings and continued doing what I had to do. Soul sat up on the couch and leaned over his knees, resting his elbows atop them. "Alright, just go back to work for today and we'll talk later tonight, 'kay? … 'Kay, bye. Love you, too," he says before hanging up as quickly as he can. After he hung up, he heaved the biggest and most frustrated sigh, letting out all of his annoying emotions.
After sitting there for a few seconds, listening to nothing but the running water, he looks up at me and stands up from the couch to come up beside me, staring down at me, washing the dishes in the sink. "Got any plans for today?" he asked as if his conversation with Sarah hadn't even happened. I furrowed my brow to myself for a second. Does he even remember his own words? Doesn't he realize that this is no longer okay? Just play it cool, Maka.
"Umm, well actually, I have to go in to work in a little bit to meet up with Liz and Kid. Said they wanted to talk to me about a new number to confirm it with me before they tell the other dancers," I lied. I didn't have to see Liz, but seeing that I had no other valid excuses to use, I lied to get away from Soul and the apartment without him trying to tag along. Soul looked a little disappointed when I told him this, but then he looked accepting and offered, "Do you need me to give you a ride?" I shook my head and shut off the sink after I washed to last dish. "No, it's fine. I kinda want to clear my head and walk around a bit. It has been a long time since I've walked to work anyway," I laughed as I scratched the back of my head nervously. I hoped that he'd buy it, but I could clearly see that he wasn't really feelin' my excuses today, or any for that matter.
"Oh, 'kay… I'll just call up Black*Star in that case," he said, walking back to the couch and laid down back in the same position that he was originally in. I felt a little bad for lying to Soul, but I had to put an end to this. There was no way that we could continue as we have. Not after all that's been going on. I did feel terrible, though.
I watched Soul plop back down on the couch and when he finally laid there, I walked over to him timidly and stood over him. I knew that he sensed my presence, but he didn't move an inch. I sat aside him and looked down at him and hesitated a bit before I could do anything. I'm sorry I have to do this to you, Soul. I bent over him and kissed his faced up wrist and left the room after that. I went straight to my room to gather my necessities and left the apartment, not even looking back at Soul as his eyes followed me out of the apartment. I really am sorry, but this is where it ends. This is what's best for you and for me.
SOUL'S P.O.V
Maka left as soon as she kissed my wrist as if nothing at all had happened. She didn't even say goodbye or 'Have a nice day' like she usually would, so I knew for sure that something was up. And what was up with that kiss?! What does it mean?! I swear, this woman will one day be the death of me. She always sent mixed messages that drove me up the wall. I felt a rush of happiness when I felt her soft lips on my skin, but it quickly died when I watched her leave. It was almost like she was kissing me goodbye. Ugh! I need to call Black*Star before I lose my damn mind over this chick!
I did just that and texted Black*Star to come to my place ASAP. He texted right back and said he'd be over in a few, but not before he ended his text with his signature and a message saying how great he is to come to his peasants when they need him most. I rolled my eyes and then rolled off the couch to get ready for the day. I threw on some clothes, messed with my hair a little and called it a day after throwing my cell back on my bed, not even thinking twice about calling anyone else today.
I was done picking up any phone calls from Sarah after what she had just told me over the phone. She was spouting nonsense talking about how the rumors are all misunderstandings and how I should have more faith in my fiancé. Yeah, like she deserves it! Almost every week, a new leaked picture comes out of her and her coworker, sneaking around late at night to hotel rooms and going out on romantic dates. Yeah, 'have some faith in me' she says… Like that's even a thing to consider! What's even more unbelievable is that she actually defended the guy. Hmph, if you wanna defend him and go against your own fiancé, then why not just leave me for him. Save us both the heartache. I won't be missin' much, really. It's not like she's ever here, anyway.
I caught myself in the middle of these disgusting thoughts about my fiancé and how lowly I was beginning to think of her. It wasn't like me to badmouth Sarah, even in my own thoughts. I guess I was just beginning to get tired of her lies and excuses. There was no need for it, really. She should've trusted me a little more to just tell me the truth instead of having me sit all alone on the other side of the country, banging my head against ever wall, tryin' to figure out what in the hell is going on over there.
At least I'm not completely alone, I guess. I do have Maka here to keep me company, which is more than I can ask for. She's never let me down, nor do I ever expect her to let me down. She's never given me a reason to not trust her, unlike Sarah. Being around Maka has been a fresh breath of air ever since she's come around. Too bad I wasn't able to hang out with her today, but oh well. Tomorrow's another day. I can't blame her for working hard. Thinking about Maka brought that kiss back into thought, which also made me want to bang my head against a wall. What the hell, Maka! Don't just go kissin' a guy's wrist and not say anything else before you leave! What the hell do you expect me to think, you dunce!
I harshly gripped my white strands of hair and scrunched my face up in confusion and frustration. As I was giving myself a headache, trying to decode Maka's behavior, I hear an obnoxiously loud bang from the other side of my door. BANG. BANG. BANG. "OPEN UP THIS DOOR! YOUR GOD HAS ARRIVED! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Black*Star shouted from the other side of the door. His cackle was giving me an even bigger headache, leading to veins popping out of my damn forehead. Black*Star, you are so lucky that Maka left for the day…
I answered the door and let the fool in my apartment as quickly as I could to get him out of the hallway, where a lot of my neighbors started cursing at him and scolding him. "Just get inside, you big idiot. I have to talk to you about something," I said, rubbing the side of my temples in irritation. I pulled him in by the arm and threw him over the couch to sit before slamming the door shut and locking it.
"HEY! Don't go throwin' me around like a ragdoll! Have some respect-!" I clamped his mouth shut with my hands and glared him in the eyes. "Dude, Sarah called earlier," I blurted out. I unclamped his mouth to permit him to speak and he only stare at me with confusion. "Alright, so what?" he asked, quieter now. I sighed deeply and continued explaining. "Alright, well I was laying on the couch while Maka was eating breakfast and then Sarah called. She wanted to talk about those rumors and leaked photos of her and that dude from her play," I explained further. "Oh yeah, that male lead guy, right?" Black*Star asked for clarification. I nodded and began speaking again. "Yeah, that guy. She was sayin' stuff about how she and the guy got nothin' goin' on together and how I should trust her a little more to know that she would never do anything inappropriate with another guy behind my back. You know, just defending him and all." "Dude, you don't actually believe her, do you? I mean, c'mon, the girl is sneaking off the hotel rooms with the guy and you expect nothing to go down? That doesn't add up," Black*Star jusitified. He had a point. "No, I don't believe her. She's gotta come up with something better than that to convince me. But now she's tryin' to pin this on me," I said. Black*star cocked an eyebrow. "What? You mean, she's trying to say that you're the one who's probably cheating on her? Where does that even come from?" he asked. "That's what I said! She looks pretty guilty to me," I said. Black*Star rolls his eyes and cracks his knuckles. "So now what? You gonna dump her and call the wedding off?" he asked. I shook my head, though I was getting to that point of just leaving her. "I gave her one last chance to explain herself tonight. If she feeds me more bullshit, then I'm done with her," I said.
Black*Star glared at me and bopped me on the head. "What was that for?!" I shouted. "To knock some damn sense into that useless brain of yours! Can't you already tell that the woman is cheating on you?! Isn't that enough?! Just leave the damn woman, there's no reason for you to stick around with her!" he yelled. Black*Star seemed more pissed than I was. I knew that staying with Sarah was a stupid move, but I just… I don't know.
"I just don't know, Black*Star. You know that Maka was out with Hiro all night last night?" I said. Black*Star's eyes widened. "Woah, wait a minute, for how long?" he asked. I shrugged my shoulders and tried to remember off of the top of my head. "I don't know, probably around 2am. She came in pretty late and she even woke up late this morning. Usually she wakes up before me and cooks breakfast, but I was able to get up, make breakfast and she still hadn't woken up," I said. I won't deny that with everything that's been going on, I was so freakin' worried. Maka's not exactly a nobody. She's an infamous burlesque dancer, singer, not to mention that she's got a bangin' body, pretty face and an innocent little personality to top it off. Any guy could've just snatched her up at any moment had someone not have been there with her. I was worried as hell that I couldn't even sleep last night until she got back.
"Do you know if anything went down?" he asked. I wish I had, but I knew nothing other than what she told me that morning. I could've assumed that something went down last night between the two of them, but Maka was too innocent to just give it up to someone like him in a day or two. "Nah, I don't. Besides, Maka's not that type of girl," I said. Black*Star patted me on the back and looked at the ground. "Dude, I wouldn't be so quick to assume that if I were you. The girl's got some talent up on that stage. You can't seriously believe that the girl hasn't gotten experience," he pointed out. He's got a very good point, but that didn't mean that she'd give herself to a guy like him in a day. For all I know, she could've given it to a guy she really loved and had known for a long time. Wait, why am I thinking about this?
I shook my head of my prying thoughts and looked back at Black*Star. "True, but still. With Hiro Shimono? I doubt she'd stoop that low. If I know anything about Maka, she aims high. Higher than even Hiro can reach," I said. I almost didn't believe my own words. When it comes to Maka in that department, I'm walkin' in the dark. I know nothing about her past boyfriends or what she did with them. Who was I to talk?
"I don't know, bro. I won't assume anything about Maka, but what I know is that everyone's tryin' to get in her pants, including Hiro. If you don't keep an eye on her, Hiro's gonna steal your girl right from under your nose in a second. Don't be so trusting when it comes to him, man, he's not one to be trusted," Black*Star forewarned. He was makin' some pretty good points, which surprised me since he usually doesn't take stuff seriously in general. I heeded his warning nonetheless.
"Gotcha. Speaking of Maka, something else happened today too," I started. "Now what?" Black*Star spat. "She told me she couldn't hang with me today, 'cause she has to go into work, so I was layin' on the couch and all of a sudden, she comes and sits next to me and kisses my wrist," I explained. Black*Star's eyes widened again and his smile did as well. He slapped me on the back, making me flinch and he cackled again. "That's my boy! Then what happened?" he asked with anticipation. I shook my head and looked at the ground before me. "She left. She went into her room, grabbed her purse and left for work," I said, dejectedly. Black*Star's smile faded at this. "Aww, man! You should've went after her!" he whined. "What good would that've done? I don't even know why she kissed me in the first place, but it was almost like she was saying… goodbye," I said, unwillingly admitting to myself, the possibility of her saying goodbye. "Why would she say that? Did something happen between you two?" he asked.
I tried to think of anything that would've made her upset, but I couldn't think of anything… except… "Well, she did hear my conversation with Sarah earlier," I said. "So what? Did you say anything that would've upset her?" he asked, but again, I couldn't think of anything. I tried running the conversation through my head, but nothing really popped out at me. Nothing really pertained to her… I did say that I'm not hangin' around other girls behind her back, but Maka's already aware that we are… Maybe she thinks it's wrong. But we're only friends… There's no real reason for me not to hang out with Maka. I mean, I hang out with Tsubaki and Sarah doesn't seem to mind. How's that any different from Maka? No matter how many times I played it through my head, there's nothing that stands out to me. Maybe it was only my imagination then…
"Nothing. Maybe it's only my imagination after all," I said. Black*Star nods in agreement. "Has to be, man. Anyway, enough of this talk. It's only gonna upset you if you think too hard about it. Just take it as a friendly gesture for now," Black*Star recommends. "Yeah… a friendly gesture… it had to be that," I murmured to myself before Black*Star put me in a headlock and ruffled my hair, playfully. "Get your mind out of the gutter, Soul Eater! YOU'RE GOD IS FINALLY IN YOUR PRESENCE SO LIGHTEN UP! HAHAHAHAHA!" he cackles once more. I punch him in the stomach, making him release me and laugh. "Whatever, loser. Let's do something today. I'm bored and got nothin' to do until later tonight," I said. I helped Black*Star up on his feet and start to feel as if a weight has lifted off my shoulder from telling someone about what went down today.
I walked around Death City to find something to do to keep me out of the apartment until it was show time. I had already been to the library tons of times this week so I had nothing there to do. I didn't even have my library books that I need to return with me and I couldn't go back home, so forget that. I already had a cup of coffee and some food, so going to a restaurant or a coffee shop was out of the question as well.
"Damnit, what is there to do?!" I shouted. Some bystanders on the street had turned to me, looking like I was an escaped asylum inmate or something and I only laughed nervously, waving at them so they could go about their business. Hmm… Maybe, I could call Tsu or something, but didn't Soul say he was calling Black*Star to hang with him? What if he's there? Avoiding Soul was a lot harder than I thought. Especially after that kiss on the wrist that I gave him. I definitely had to avoid him after that.
"I'll just go to the club. Maybe Liz will have something for me to do," I decided to myself, making sure to only hush it to myself instead of blurting it out like a madwoman. I turned the corner and headed to the club as I told Soul I would do. At least I won't be lying to him if I do.
When the burlesque club came into view, I saw a few cars parked outside and I heard the faint sound of the band practicing inside. Great. They're here. I walked inside the club and the music that was only faintly heard before, is now booming at my eardrums. I, however, was used to this sound, so it didn't bother me at all. I waltzed right into the club, only to find it empty with only the band playing on their little part of the stage on the far left. They all look up at me when I walk in the door and they wave at me with smiles, greeting me a good morning.
"Hey boys, good morning. Is Liz around anywhere?" I asked. They nodded and pointed upstairs to her office. "Thank you," I said, curtsying for them and going off to find Liz. I went upstairs and almost barged in without permission again, but I thought it would be best to knock first when entering my boss' office. KNOCK. KNOCK. "Come in," Liz's voice permitted from the other side of the door. I entered in quietly and closed the door behind me.
"Oh, it's you, Maka. What's up?" she asked with a confused smile on her face. I shook my head and sat in a chair in front of her desk. "Nothin' really. Just wanted to get out of the house today and I had nothing to do so I thought I'd stop by," I explained. She nodded knowingly and looked at me sincerely. "Well that's fine. I was meaning to have you try on your costume today to see if it all fit in the right places. We've had a lot of problems with the new fabric lately and we don't want our star to mess up because of sewing malfunctions," she laughed a little. I smiled and nodded my head. "I'd be happy to do it now if you want me to," I said. She nodded and stood from behind her desk to lead me to the dressing room.
I followed her to the dressing room and saw a lone clothing rack in the middle of the floor, filled with similar costumes and one different costume for the lead, which was for me. She pulled the hanger from the rack and handed it to me. "This is for tonight's number. You guys are going up first, so it's a good thing you came in early," she said. I took the costume and Liz left the dressing room to give me some privacy. I began undressing and carefully slid on the black fishnet tights, which fit almost too perfectly and then I carefully stepped into the black and white leotard with groping hand prints sewn on the breast area and on the butt area. The leotard showed off my hourglass figure which I have always loved and it hugged my breasts, pushing them up, and making them look even bigger than necessary. Also, with my costume, there was a fedora and two long gloves that reached up past my elbow and on the bottom of the rack was my knee-high laced up black combat boots that tied everything else together.
I checked myself into the mirror and straightened myself up. When I deemed myself presentable and comfortable, I called out to Liz and told her to come back in. She did so. She eyed me all around and walked around me in a circle to see me from every viewpoint. "It looks okay to me. We've got the band here, so would you want to practice the number in the costume to see if it'll withstand for the whole performance?" she offered. I nodded my head and she left to prepare the stage.
I walked out on the stage when I was ready and sat at the vanity in front of me and looked into the mirror and started to sing
The vanities were all lined up on stage and as the curtain rose for everyone to see, the club was pitch black until the spotlight only hit me and my vanity in the front and center. The band began to play little by little as the song started and I let everything go when my cue was up.
It's a cold and crazy world that's raging outside
Well baby, me and all my girls are bringing on the fire
Show a little leg, got to shimmy your chest
It's a life, it's a style, it's a need, it's burlesque
Each ladies spotlight's hit them when I sang each line and we all turned around the crowd in synchronization all in a different pose as we snapped our fingers to the beat of the music.
E-X-P-R-E-S-S
Love, sex, ladies, no regrets
E-X-P-R-E-S-S
Love, sex, ladies, no regrets
We all got up from our chairs and I threw my fedora backstage into one of the guys working the stage from behind the scene, messing with my overly teased hair and singing to the ultimate extent.
Been holding back for quite some time
And finally the moment's right
I love to make the people stare
They know I got that certain savoir-faire
Fasten up, can you imagine what would happen
If I let you close enough to touch?
Step into the fantasy, you'll never wanna leave
Baby, that's guaranteed, why?
The backup dancers are all behind me, chair dancing as the lights flash on the stage in an exciting fashion. I feel pretty good and energized up on stage, feeling something I had never felt before, I just let everything go that night.
It's a passion and emotion
It's a fashion, burlesque
It'll move you, going through you
So do what I do, burlesque
All ladies coming to flaunt it
Boys, throw it up if you want it
Can you feel me, can you feel it?
It's burlesque, burlesque, burlesque
Pointed out to the crowd and scanned the area. When I saw Hiro in his regular booth, I smiled and worked even harder up on that stage. I'll show him…
I tease 'em 'til they're on the edge
They screaming more for more and more they beg
I know it's me they come to see
My pleasure brings them to their knees
Fasten up, can you imagine what would happen
If I let you close enough to touch?
Step into the fantasy, you'll never wanna leave
Baby, that's guaranteed, why?
It's a passion and emotion
It's a fashion, burlesque
It'll move you, going through you
So do what I do, burlesque
All ladies coming to flaunt it
Boys, throw it up if you want it
Can you feel me, can you feel it?
It's burlesque, burlesque, burlesque
I played with the laces of my boots and ran a hand up my fishnet tights to tease the audience, which obviously worked. I looked back to Hiro who looked exceptionally pleased and I winked at him. I found myself looking over at Soul at the bar who looked a little… different tonight. He looked a little disappointed or upset even though he didn't take his eyes off of the stage either. It was weird, but I couldn't mess up on stage, so I put my focus back onto the last few parts of the dance before worrying about anything else.
Burlesque, burlesque, burlesque, burlesque
It's a passion and emotion
It's a fashion, burlesque
It'll move you, going through you
So do what I do, burlesque
All ladies coming to flaunt it
Boys, throw it up if you want it
Can you feel me, can you feel it?
It's burlesque, burlesque, burlesque
Burlesque, burlesque, burlesque, burlesque
When the performance ended, there was a standing ovation and the ladies all bowed along with me before we ushered off of the stage and backstage and get out of our costumes. Liz was standing right behind the stage when I walked off and she congratulated me on a job well done.
"Looks like everything worked out fine. Thanks for coming in earlier to help out. We should all be getting out early because of you. I owe you, alright?" she says and I nodded in response, before I hurried back to the dressing room.
On my vanity's table was a bouquet of roses with a message in the middle and there was a box that sat next to it. It hadn't been there before the show, so I was curious as to who it could've been from. Patty came right over when I spotted them and she beamed with a smile. "Your special admirer told me to put these at your desk so you could get them after the show. Open it up!" she exclaimed. A small group of girls gathered around me to see what all the fuss was about. I took the note out of the bouquet of roses first and read the note. "To the best view in Death City," I read aloud. From that note, I knew it was Hiro that sent these. Because of this, I was almost afraid to open the box to see what was inside.
I hesitantly unwrapped the huge red bow on top of the box and opened the box with shaking hands. When I took a peek at what was inside, I saw this gorgeous light pink diamond encrusted Louis Vuitton, 6-inch heels that were absolutely breath-taking. I took one out and all the girls gasped in awe. Blair then pushes through the crowd and sees the heels. She snatched away the note and asked, "What filthy rich snob did you sleep with this time?" she asked. I didn't even say anything because the note said it all. When she read the note, I could tell that she knew who wrote this as well and she glared at me, defeated. I shrugged my shoulders at her and rolled my eyes back to the heels.
I put everything in a duffel bag and ran down to the crowd before I could even change. I found Hiro in the regular booth that's reserved especially for him and as soon as he sees me, a huge grin spreads across his face. "There's my girl… I thought you'd get down here sooner," he says. I smiled and rolled my eyes. "I got caught up backstage. You're really too sweet for those little presents backstage," I said. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled me into the booth with him. "Gorgeous girls get gorgeous things, Maka. You were great up there," he complimented. I blushed and hid my face from him in embarrassment. A girl could get used to a little pampering now and then.
"Hey, how about this. You and those shoes can go out with me this Friday to another dinner, just you and me. How's that sound?" he asked me out. I nodded and smiled even wider. He smiled and pulled me in under his arm, cuddling me. The rest of the night was spent with him and I completely forgot about talking to Soul after the show. I figured I'd just talk to him when I get home tonight. He'll be fine for a few more hours, right? What's the worst that could happen?
SOUL'S P.O.V
I waited at the bar for Maka so she could talk to me after her show, but she never showed. After a few minutes of waiting, I hesitantly looked over at Hiro's booth to see if she was anywhere to be found and sure enough, there she is, cuddling with him under his arm. I gritted my teeth at the sight of pure Maka in the hands of Hiro, the womanizing real estate manager that knows no boundaries. Maka looked surprisingly pleased and happy underneath his arm like that which pissed me off even more.
She's never looked like that before. Ever. Why is she so happy with that guy?! He's just a punk that needs to be taught a lesson…
Before I noticed anybody's presence, Kid came up to the bar and sat beside me, eyeing Hiro and Maka as I was. "I told you, man… Opportunities like this only come once in a lifetime. Once it's gone, you're not getting it back. I warned you, Soul," Kid said, rubbing it in my face. I was pissed it say that he really did call this one. He was completely right. Opportunities like this really do only come once in a lifetime. She was right in my grasp the whole entire time too, which sucks the most…
How could I leave Sarah now? How could I go off on my own? How can I even start all over again? This just messes up everything… DAMN THAT HIRO!
Later at home, I ended up arriving before Maka, but this time, she only came an hour after I came home, so she didn't keep me waiting as long. When she arrived, I was slumped on the couch with a drink in my hand. I watched her walk in, looking taller than she was when she left the apartment earlier this morning. Her shoes clacked against the floor and when she completely came into view, I saw that she was wearing some expensive looking heels.
"I saw you with Hiro earlier," I said plainly. I cut straight to the chase instead of beating around the bush. Maka looked over to me, not really noticing my presence until then. "Yeah, he sent for me after the show and I guess I got caught up," she explained just as plainly. She took off her shoes and put them into a box that she pulled out of her duffel bag. "He bought you those new shoes, eh?" I asked, taking another swig of my alcoholic beverage. She looked down at them and smiled lovingly at them as if remembering his face. "Yeah," she whispered. A part of me felt a tinge of pain and another part of me felt desperation as she walked off into her room and never returned. "What am I gonna do with you, Maka?" I whispered quietly to myself as I drowned myself in alcohol for the night.
Later that night when I was laying in my own bed alone and defeated, my cell rang. It was obviously Sarah like she said. "Hello?" I answered, dryly. "Babe… Should I start explaining?" she offered. I kinda didn't wanna hear any more bad news. I felt down enough already. "Umm…" I looked to my door for answers, but there was none, so I put the phone back to my ear and sighed. "No, baby. I don't wanna hear any more about it," I said. This worried Sarah. "Are you okay, Soul? You sound upset," she points out. I shook my head. "No, I just had a really sucky day at work today. It's nothing to worry about," I ensured. Sarah wouldn't let it go, though. I'm sure that the only reason she was concerned was because she thought that she was the cause of all my aggravation… and I really wish it was only because of her. "Are you sure, babe?" she asked once more. "Yeah. I had a really bad day so I just wanna go to sleep, okay?" I said, pretending to be tired, but in all actuality, I didn't want to hear her voice any longer. "Alright, I love you, you know that?" she asked trying to sound innocent. Oh please, I know you're cheating. I don't wanna deal with this tonight. "Yeah, you too. Night," I said, rushing off of the phone.
I hung up the phone as quickly as I could and threw the phone to a dark corner in the room. Why does all this shit have to happen to me out of all people?! What did I ever do to deserve this bullshit? I'm a loving boyfriend who does nothing but care for his loved ones, so why am I the one who has to get fucked over? This world is a fucked up one, for sure.
A/N:Awww! So close! Who agrees that Maka's playing with fire here?! On the bright side, Blair's getting a taste of her own medicine! :D It's about time that this chick learns her place! Ooohhh! I'm so excited for the next few chapters (; I'm also really freakin' pumped that I was able to get this chapter out so early compared to the recent updates. Hopefully we can get to the good stuff that's about to start juicing things up a bit ;D If ya know what I mean *coughcoughLEMONcoughcough* Yes, the lemon will be showing up VERY soon so keep an eye out for that (; I will see y'all soon so please send reviews, favorite, follow, all that good stuff, stay beautiful, live happily and I'll keep you updated! (: ;*