Okay, so here's the next chapter. I try and update every other day, but sometimes I pass out while writing. So if it's late, please don't punch me. HahaXD. Here's chapter 3. I got kind of stuck while writing it, so sorry if it sucks. Enjoy! :D
Chapter 3 - Bitter Endings
"Maka... Will you be my girlfriend?" Kid looked at her with hoping eyes. Maka leaned closer to him and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Do I take that as a yes?" Maka playfully slapped him on the shoulder. Just as he leaned in to kiss her once more the door slammed open and two drunken sisters.
"That was the best!" Liz stumbled all over the place. She was half naked. Kid and Maka stopped half way to each other's lips.
"OOOOOH YEAH!" Patti walked in holding a giant bottle of vodka. "WOOOOOOOOOO"
"Shhhhh! HA-HA! You'll wake Kid up!" Liz said in her version of a whisper.
"OH! I'm sorry!" Patty held up her bottle of vodka and spun around the room, throwing herself left and right.
"My fucking boobs are all sweaty!" Liz awkwardly wiped her boobs with her hands and when she couldn't find something suitable to wipe it on, she settled for her stomach.
"Watch your fucking language!" Patti blurted out.
"AH! Better." Liz had taken off her bra and had let her puppies fly freely. Maka covered Kid's eyes before he could see.
"Maka?" Thank Lord Death he didn't notice... Maka thought silently to herself at that comment.
"C'mon Patti!" Liz started stumbling for the right staircase that led up to the balcony. Directly under the balcony was the kitchen where Maka and Kid were standing.
"WE'RE GONNA RULE THIS MOTHER- Aw shit..." Patti held her bottle upside down. "There's no more drink!" Patti slurred, throwing the bottle on the ground. The broken glass slid down the staircase and onto the floor in the foyer.
"Maka? What was that?" Kid asked from behind her hand.
"Nothing, Kid. Hang on." Maka shushed him, waiting to hear them go into their room. The door opened and Liz and Patti clambered into their room and kicked the door shut. A few seconds later, the lock was heard and Maka removed her hand from Kid's eyes.
"Okay, look at me. Promise you won't freak?" Kid looked at her with a sceptic expression. Maka leaned up and kissed him on the lips before leading him out to the foyer.
As soon as he saw his foyer, all the color in his face disappeared and his breathing stopped.
"A-asymmetrical." He muttered before dropping to his knees. Liz'a bra was by the door, both of their heels were scattered, and the glass was all over the staircase. Maka went to work quickly cleaning up the glass.
"Maka, you're barefoot, you'll hurt yourself." The color returned to Kid's face. Maka went to throw away the glass in her hand and went back to get the rest.
"I'll be careful." She said.
"I have a better idea." Kid said walking up to Maka. "Why don't we leave this for them and go somewhere a little less... asymmetrical." Kid picked Maka up bridal style and walked to his room. After skillfully, but difficultly, opening and shutting the door to his room, he placed Maka on the right side of his bed. He walked around and laid down on the other side.
Maka's eyes looked around the room, taking in the elegant appearance. The doors were white french doors with lamps on both sides. The marble floors were white with black tiles running along the walls. There were black dressers on each side of the room, mirroring each other to create an elegant room of symmetry. The bed was in line with the french doors against the wall. There were eight floor to ceiling windows looking down at the back yard with pull down sun blockers. There were various pieces of furniture around the room, always mirroring themselves with the other side.
Maka slowly turned in the bed, cringing as she felt pressure being applied to her wounds.
"Hey, Kid. Do you have any medication that I could take?" Maka looked at Kid with a pained expression.
"Sure." Kid walked into the bathroom on the right and got a bottle of pain relievers for his girlfriend. "Wow... She's my girlfriend." Kid smiled the biggest smile he's ever had and walked out to hand Maka the pills. But when he got there, she was nearly asleep.
"Tired?" He whispered, touching her face gently.
"A little.." Maka mouthed, eyes fluttering open to look at him.
"Here's the pills. Take two before you fall asleep."
"Thanks." Maka took two from the bottle and handed it back to Kid. She got up and walked to one dresser with a pitcher of water and a glass. She took the pills and walked back over to the bed where Kid was waiting. She climbed under the sheets and cuddled up next to him.
Kid watched her fall asleep while petting her hair. He looked at her face and smiled. This is my girlfriend. He kissed her on the cheek, placing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. He molded himself around her and fell asleep next to her.
The morning sun shone through the window and danced among the various objects. Maka woke up to the sight of Kid sleeping peacefully, one arm around her waist and the other near her head. She smiled and closed her eyes, inhaling the scent of him next to her. Kid woke up and kissed her on the forehead.
"Good morning." Kid said softly, petting her hair.
"Morning" Maka blushed. She realized that they were cuddling- in his bed.
"Did you sleep okay?"
"Yeah, I dreamt I grew wings." Maka chuckled lightly.
"Must've been crazy." Kid smiled and placed his hand on her cheek, bringing her in for a kiss before crawling out of bed.
"Oh, crap!" Maka shouted. "I need clothes."
Kid looked at her with a worried expression. "Are you sure you want to go back? We can always buy new clothes."
"It's not that. There's pictures of my mother there."
"I understand" Kid sighed. "I'll grab some temporary clothes from the drunks in the next room and we can leave. Does that sound okay?"
"Yeah..." Kid saw her shoulders start to shake.
"What's wrong?"
"What if he hurts you while we're there?" Maka looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "I mean, if it was my Papa who was taking me to get my things, I'd be fine with it. But it's not my Papa... it's you."
"I'll be fine." Kid reassured her. "I have a bond with you like I do with the twins. I'm sure we can resonate if we have to."
"Alright."
Kid walked into Liz and Patti's room to find them naked and in a pile of stuffed giraffes. The smell of alcohol invaded his lungs as he stepped over Liz and Patti and all the bottles of vodka. He grabbed a white t-shirt with a silver skull on the front and a pair of black shorts. He grabbed some flip flops praying to Death that it was her size.
"Here." He handed the outfit to Maka. "It's not the best, but it's all we have right now."
"I understand." Maka pecked him on the lips and went to change.
"How'd you know my shoe size?" She walked out looking strangely at Kid.
"I didn't. I guessed." He admitted.
They walked downstairs and saw the mess that was made. They weren't sure if the twins would wake up before they got back, so they left a note. Clean. Your. Shit. Up. With love - Kid and Maka.
"That should do it." Maka giggled.
"Do you hear that?" Kid asked as they approached the house. Kid turned off the car(BMW 3 Series Convertible) and stepped out.
"Yeah..." Maka put her ear to the door and heard what appeared to be a group of girls squealing. "Bastard."
Maka opened the door with her key and was stunned at the sight laid out before her. Soul was standing on the table with a drink in his hand dancing around for the group of cheerleaders. Maka threw the key at Soul and walked to her room. Soul looked at her and Kid and jumped off the table.
"Wait here, ladies." Soul flashed them an award winning smile and followed Maka and Kid.
"Okay, Soul!" The girls called back.
"What are you doing here?!" Soul screamed, slamming the door shut.
"I'm here to get what's mine." Maka said, reaching for the big suitcase in her closet.
"You can't do that!" Soul said.
"Yes I can. My money, my clothes, my laptop, my computer, my phone, my tablet. My everything. I'm the one who had an actual job during the summertime and around the holiday's when business was booming." Maka pulled out the boxes for her laptop and computer and then a backpack for the rest of her electronics and chargers.
"No, I meant you can't leave." Soul said, walking up to Maka.
"Yes, I can. You don't have me anymore, Soul." Maka shoved her shoes at the bottom of the case and started folding all her bottoms.
"You can't just walk out on us."
"Soul, look around. There's a beautiful room here. But you'd never let me sleep here. You brought home a cardboard box so you could keep an eye on me. Why didn't you let me sleep in your bed? Huh? Why couldn't I sleep in mine?" Maka paused. "And you don't really want me, huh? Because look in the living room. Look at all those girls. You really don't want me."
"I'm sorry, I'll change. Just come back to me. To us!" Soul pleaded.
"It's too late, Soul." Maka continued to empty out her closet. She looked over at the bed that was never used and sat on it. "So this is what it feels like."
Soul growled and got on top of her, pinning her down with his weight and started kissing her forcefully. Kid walked over and tapped him on the shoulder. When Soul turned, Kid was staring down at him, his fist in the air.
"Soul, meet my fist. Fist, meet Soul." Kid punched him in the face. "Don't ever touch her again!" Kid yelled.
"She's a good for nothing slut. Why are you defending her?" Soul stood up and entered a fighting stance.
"She's not a good for nothing slut. She's beautiful, talented, and amazing. You'd know if you weren't so self centered. You really think she's like that after you begged for her back?" Kid grabbed Maka's hand and helped her up.
"Maka? What happened to us?" Soul looked at her confused.
"You really have to ask?" Maka pushed Kid behind her and walked over to Soul. "You abused me for a year and a half, you nearly killed me so many times I've lost count. You cheated on me with various women, some of which include Blair and that innocent little girl next door. You stripped me of my rights, and I had no say. You beat me and whipped me. You treated me inhumanely. Oh, but leaving you is a mercy. You're just lucky I'm not calling the cops." Maka put her desktop in it's box and turned around to face Soul one more time. "I'm leaving you, Soul. It's over."
Where Maka had gotten this sudden burst of confidence, she had no idea. But she liked it, and she wasn't afraid this time. She turned her arms into scythes and stood at a fighting stance while Kid kept packing her things into the suitcases.
"We're all set here, darling." Kid went over to the desk one last time and picked up any pictures of Maka and her mom or her dad. He placed them in the backpack carefully and walked out of the room with the bags and boxes, leaving Maka and Soul to stare each other down. Maka walked up to Soul and stood right in front of him. Leaning into him, she reached for the wall behind him and placed her hand directly behind his head. His heart started to pound and he reached for her waist. But when she pulled back, her arm holding a black satchel with headphones wrapped around it, he collapsed to his knees.
"It's over, if you didn't already get the clue." Maka reached under her bed and took out a little black box. She slung the satchel on one shoulder and the backpack on the other. She picked up the remaining boxes and walked out of the room, making sure to knock over the heart shaped statue Soul got for her on their first anniversary.
Soul sat there, tears running down his face. He realized he wanted her, that he needed her. "Maka... Maka!" Soul ran after them, but it was too late. Kid and Maka had already left. Soul was left standing on the sidewalk with nothing but boxers on. The girls soon came out to join him, and yes, they were having fun, but he couldn't get Maka out of his head.
Maka rested her chin on the door while Kid was driving them home. She pondered over everything that happened. She reached into her satchel and pulled out her iPod. She put her headphones on and cranked up some Pierce the Veil. She rested her head back on the door and let the music take her to a place of peace.
Kid turned onto Death Lane, a private gravel road that lead only to Gallows Manor. He pulled up to the gate and entered the code. The gates swung open and they pulled around the giant marble fountain in the center of the front yard. Kid parked the car in front of the house and got out to help Maka with her things.
Maka moved into the room with Kid, mainly because Kid didn't want her to be out of his sight. Maka said it was a little over-the top, but Kid only placed his hand over her cheek and said "I want you safe."
Liz and Patty were still sleeping, so Maka cleaned up the foyer and threw the glass away. "It's nearly 11." Kid said.
"Yeah, we left pretty early." Maka said, throwing their shoes in their room.
"So, want me to help unpack?" Kid walked behind her as they entered his room and shut the door.
Maka sat on the bed and sighed. "No, not right now."
"But it's asymmetrical." Kid whined.
"Do you think he's okay?" Maka looked at Kid, ignoring his pouting.
"Why would you care?" Kid walked over and sat by her, taking her hand. "He hurt you."
"I know. But you know me..."
"That's what happens, my love." Kid put his hand around her head and pulled her close to his chest. He kissed her head. "He'll be okay."
Chapter 3! Haha, so hopefully chapter 4 by Monday. Oh, so I have a question for you. Do you think that there should be a fight between Maka and Soul or Kid and Soul? I know there's probably not much of a difference, but I can't decide if the prince in shining armor should save her or if I should mold her into the fighter we all know her to be?
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