AND I AM BACK WITH CHAPTER 4!
The three of them just stood there as they watch Crona laugh and walk away.
"What the hell just happened?" Soul muttered. Maka shakes her head, "I didn't know people could feel the darkness around them."
"I thought the darkness were just a bunch of ghosts huddled together." Soul then says.
"Well, it is. So, that means the evil ghosts have gotten stronger or Crona is really losing it."
Patty looks at them, "Wait, so you really can see ghosts."
Maka nods, "I can see them too," Soul then says. Patty looks at him in shock. "What? Have you always been able to see them?"
"Ah, no, ever since my accident. I died but came back to life, thanks to Maka. For some reason, I've been able to see ghosts ever since."
"So, that is why you stopped bullying." Patty says, scratching her chin.
Soul groans, "I feel really bad about that. Bullying is so uncool, I can't believe I did that."
Maka smiles, "Well now thanks to you, bullying has stopped in this school."
"What are we going to do with Crona?" Patty asks.
Maka rubs her eyes, "I honestly do not know."
The bells rings, letting them know lunch is over. They leave the rooftop and head to their next class. Maka heads to her class that she shares with Crona, but he wasn't there. After five minutes of class, Crona enters the room.
The teacher looks over at Crona, "Crona, you're late."
"You're lucky that I showed up."
The teacher sighs at his attitude. Not sure is she should say something when he just got out of the hospital.
"Crona, that is the teacher you are talking to! Apologize!" Maka scolds him.
Crona shoots a glare towards Maka, "Why should I?"
"Because what you said was rude, just because you are not happy with your life doesn't mean you have to be mean to others!"
The class becomes silent. The teacher standing back. Maka could see the darkness surround Crona.
"Do it!" Maka screams at him, "Apologize!"
"Fine!" He turns to the teacher, "I'm sorry!" He yells at her.
"Uh, that is okay, please have a seat."
He sits down next to Maka, they glare at each other. The darkness fading.
Maka huffs as she walks towards Soul's car, she and Crona kept getting into fights the rest of the day. What has gotten into him? He was always so quiet and sweet, comes back an asshole.
Soul sees Maka's face, "Guessing Crona is still giving you a hard time?"
She stops walking in front of him, she looks up, "Is he trying to make me hate him?"
They get into the car, "I wouldn't know why he would."
After ten minutes driving, they reach Maka's apartment. "Go get change and we will head to my house, Patty said she was going to drag Crona over."
"But it's a school night, I have to do my homework!"
"Bring it with you." Soul says laughing, "Okay sure, do you want to come up?"
"Uh sure." Soul says, he follows Maka into her apartment.
"Do you live alone?" He asks looking around.
It was a two-bedroom apartment, walk right into the living room with the kitchen to the left. Down the hall were the bedrooms and bathroom.
"Nope, just me and my dad. But he's business man, so he travels a lot. Right now, he's in Florida."
"What about your mom?"
"She passed away over five years ago," She says sadly. "She could see ghosts too."
Soul looks over at her in shock, "I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"It's alright, I never brought it up."
He sits down on the couch, "No wonder, you are so good with ghosts, your mom most of taught you everything."
Maka laughs, "She really did, I learned a lot from her. I always dream of starting a family, but now I worry my child will also see ghosts."
"Your kid will be fine! They got you as your mom."
She blushes and walks towards the kitchen, "Do you want a drink?"
"A water will be just fine, thank you."
She hands him his drink and sits down next to him. Soul takes a sip, "Will my kids be able to see ghosts?"
Maka shrugs, "I don't know, you got it in a different way."
Soul sighs and sits back, "It's going to be hard to find someone who accepts us being able to see ghosts."
Maka looks over at him, "Don't say that, my life is finally turning around, not counting the Crona thing. When I was a kid, I remember a lot of kids were able to see ghosts."
Soul turns to her, "What, no way!"
"Yeah, every kid can, until they reach the age of nine or ten they stop seeing them. But I didn't, neither did my mom."
"I don't remember seeing ghosts."
"A lot of kids don't, our parents would think they were our imaginary friends."
Soul runs his hands through his hair, "So when did you start getting bullied?"
Maka plays with the pillow in her lap. "I was always the weird kid, but elementary wasn't so bad, kids can be mean, but I was always included, from what I remember. But when I reached middle school, it got harder. Only one who could still see ghosts, people started to make fun of me. I'm lucky my mom could help me handle the ghosts."
She frowns, "My mom then got sick, she ended up with a brain tumor. She passed away when I was in eighth grade. After that, my dad fell into depression. He and mom were high school sweet hearts. He didn't know how to handle her gone. So, he now travels for his job. He says it's too hard to look at me because I look just like my mom when she was in high school."
She continues, "Crona was my only friend in middle school, he helped me deal with my mother passing, even kids at school actually left me alone the rest of the school year. So, that was nice. I started high school, but there is so many ghosts there unlike elementary and middle school. A lot of teens die from drugs and alcohol, making them stay. They wouldn't leave me alone, forcing me to look like I was talking to myself. Then the bullying started again. Each year it got worse.
"But this year I started off skipping a lot but then your thing happens. I have not been bullied, so I'm looking forward to the rest of this school year. It's also almost Christmas, so that will also be fun."
Soul just sits there, staring at her. "You make feel so shitty right now."
She snaps her head toward him, "What why!?"
He groans and covers his face, "All I do is complain about my life to my friends, feeling sorry for myself, when in reality I don't have it hard."
Maka throws her pillow at him, "Okay your turn."
"Huh?"
"I told you my life story, now tell me yours, we are friends right?"
"Of course, we are." Soul says.
"Then let me hear about your life, and to why you hate it so much."
Soul plays with the corner of the pillow, "Uh, okay sure."
He scrunches his eyebrows, "Well, I'm born into a very wealthy family. The Evans. Known for the great music, the fourth generation of playing classical music. When I turned four years old, I got to walk into a big room full of instruments and pick one to play. I picked the piano. I was home schooled until last year, I would go to school in the morning then after lunch, practice. Every weekend we will have a party or a concert. I was always playing that stupid piano.
"My older brother Wes, plays the violin, he loves it. Everyone praises him. He loves to write his own music, my parents will let him play it, but when I try to play my own work. It's too dark my parents will say, then say no to me. It's frustrating, they even wanted to me to start playing right after my surgery but thanks to Wes, he was able to change their minds.
"I just want a normal life, I want to know what it feels like to go to a normal school, to play a sport, go to a school dance, join in some clubs. So, I begged my parents again and again. They finally said yes, so I started in eleventh grade. I was so excited, I learned so much, I had to get a tutor though because my parents didn't teach me half of the stuff you guys learn.
"I'm allowed to go to school unless I keep my grades above a B. I'm not allowed to do any clubs though, I must go home and practice that stupid piano. Other than that, I guess I am happy, I made some friends but I know I'm only popular because I come from a rich family. People try to make me buy them stuff all the time.
"So here I am complaining about my life, when in reality, I just don't want to play the piano anymore, I thought about not having kids so they wouldn't be forced to either. Oh, now I can see ghosts, some people think I'm weird but at the same time I'm okay with it."
Maka laughs, "Okay, okay, I get why you can hate your life. But if you kids don't want to play isn't that your choice?"
"Nope, my mom already threatened me. I kind of fear they will disown me if I quit piano, I'm just not happy with it."
Maka leans back, stretching out her legs, "What do you want to be when you grow up, we are still young, so its okay if you do not know yet."
Soul thinks, "I'm not sure, my future was already decided before I born."
"Aw come on, you to at least think about it once before."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."
Maka leans in, curious.
"I want to open my own bike shop, motorcycles!"
Maka makes a face, "That's your dream?"
"Yea! I love motorcycles, I love to work on them too." Soul looks at her, "Is it that stupid?"
"Huh? What, no, no. For some reason, I thought you were going to say something big, like a doctor, scientist, or pilot."
Soul shakes his head, "No, that never interested me. My bike could take me away from the piano just a little bit. My grandfather owned one, and taught me everything I need to know. We kept it a secret from my parents. Those were some great memories. He passed away two years ago."
Maka nods her head in understanding. "So what is your dream?" Soul asks.
Maka plays with her hands, "Honestly, I like helping people. So I want to be psychologist."
"That's so you." Soul says laughing. His phone starts to ring.
"Hello?"
"Soul, where are you, you said we were going to hang out at your house and your brother says you are not home!"
"Oh, shit, I forgot. I'm at Maka's house right now, we'll be over in twenty minutes. Okay? Okay cool, bye."
Soul jumps up, "We got to go, that was Kid, go change out of your uniform real quick!"
Maka jumps up and runs to her room. Taking off her clothes and throwing on some yoga pants and her long sleeve t-shirt. She runs back over to Soul, "You look really comfy, that's what I'm going to do when I get home." Maka laughs.
They reach Soul's house, and head inside. Maka takes her bag into the entertainment room. There she sees Kid, Liz, Patty, Black Star, Tsubaki and Crona.
"Hey," Maka says shyly. They look at her, "Maka!" Patty happily says, she runs over to her, "So, what were you and Soul doing? Hmm?"
Maka's face goes red, "We were just talking! Honestly!"
Liz moans, "You guys only talked? Lame, come on Maka, I want some juicy stories now on."
Maka looks down at her feet, "But we're not a couple."
Kid joins the conversation, "Soul has not stopped talking about you these past two weeks."
"Yeah, he even spends his time looking for you than talking to us!" Black Star adds in.
"Guys stop, you are making her embarrass!" Tsubaki pleads. She smiles at Maka.
"Sorry I bullied you. It was wrong, my parents already punished me for it because I told them." Black Star says.
"So that is why Sid came up to me and said sorry he has a stupid son." Maka says.
"That's what he said!" Black Star yells. Everyone laughs. "We were all stupid Star, we are sorry. I want us all to be friends." Patty says. She looks over at Crona who is sitting at the couch.
Maka walks over to Crona, "We got what we wanted Crona, we made some friends."
Crona glares at her, "Why do you want to be friends with people who hurt you?"
"People change, and besides they never physically hurt me, like some people would push me and knock my books out of my hand. They never did that."
Crona stands up, "I don't understand. I just don't. Now you like Soul who has only been nice to you for two weeks. They might just pick on you again!"
"Whoa Crona," Patty says, "I really want to be friends with Maka. We are not going to do that."
"Yeah Crona, we want to be your friend too." Liz adds in.
Crona huffs, "You changed Maka."
"So have you!" She fights back, "What is with your attitude? What happen at the hospital? Why are you so mean all of a sudden?"
"Because, I'm tired of people. I hate everything, even you!"
Maka gasp, Patty slaps Crona in the face, "You guys are best friends, how dare you say that to her." Liz and Tsubaki hugging Maka as she lets tears fall, "Fine! Hate me! But I'm still going to find a way to help you!"
Crona grabs his stuff and angrily walks out of the room, bumping Soul. "Whoa, Crona, where are you going?"
"Home!"
Soul turns back into the room and sees Maka crying. He runs over, "Maka why are you crying?"
She sniffs, "Crona said he hates me."
Soul clenches his fist and walks out the room, Black Star and Kid following him.
"No I don't want Soul to hurt him," Maka cries, "It's okay Maka, Crona needs it." Patty says letting her own tears fall.
"Patty, why are you crying?"
"Because, I thought Crona and I became really good friends, he even opened up to me on how he hates his home life, then decided to go the hospital. What happen to him, why is he so mean, and why is he so mean to Maka?"
Liz scratches her head, "It's been only one day and he caused this much trouble."
"Lets go find the boys," Tsubaki says. They all nod and head out the door.
Soul runs over and grabs Crona's shoulder, he punches him in the face. Crona falls to the ground.
"What the fuck Crona!" He screams at him, is voice echoing throughout the mansion. "You made Maka cry!"
"Like you haven't?" He spits back.
Soul's eyes widen, has he made Maka cry? His heart clenched.
Kid steps in, "Crona, we want Maka to be happy. You are her best friend, why are you acting like this?"
Crona gets up off the ground, he brushes himself. "She and I been best friends since the 6th grade! Then two months ago she tells me about Soul and the accident. Then she tells me about the time in the hospital. I was in the hospital for three weeks and all she talked about was Soul! And how everyone was being so nice to her now! How excited she was to finish high school with you guys!"
He runs his hands through his hair, "She replaced me! She likes a guy who was an asshole to her more than me, who has been there for her! Me! I have! Not you!" Crona screams, pointing his finger at Soul.
Soul glares, "So you're being a jerk all because Maka made friends?"
"That's so lame," Black Star says.
Crona glares. Maka and the others finally join.
"Crona, please don't leave, talk to us!" Maka says. "Come on Crona, I thought we were friends!" Patty adds in. She links her arm with his, Crona looks down at Patty.
"I hate you too, I don't understand why you wanted to be friends with me." He looks around. "I don't understand any of you guys, I'm not okay with this!" He goes to reach for Maka, but Soul stops him, "Don't touch her."
Crona clicks his teeth, shoving Patty away, he walks out.
"Yo, I swear Crona was about to grab Maka and drag her away." Black Star says.
"I don't know why I got scared either." Maka says, "Thank you Soul, and thank you guys. I feel like I dragged you into this."
"No problem at all." Kid says, "Friends help each other, and we are going to help Crona. I think we can find a way to get to him. Make him love life again."
Maka looks at Soul, he still held a glare. Someone then pushes her, Soul quickly catching her, "Liz, you bumped into Maka!" He says holding her to his chest. Maka face goes bright red. Everyone holding in their laughs.
Everyone spends an hour doing their homework and making small talk. Soul and Black Star coping off of Kid and Maka. Patty coloring while Liz did her nails. Tsubaki stands up, "I finished my work, but it's getting late, and today was a long day for us. So I'll head out first."
Black Star stands up, "I'll walk you home."
"No, you really don't have too."
"Hey, it's my job as a man to make sure you get home safe!"
Tsubaki blushed but nods, "Okay lets go!"
Ten minutes later, Kid stands up, "Come Patty and Liz, I'll drive you home. We'll see you guys tomorrow." They wave goodbye to Soul and Maka.
Maka watches them leave and looks back at Soul, she then looks at her clock, it read eight pm. She thought it was a lot later than that.
"I guess I should head home too."
Soul stands up, "I'll drive you home."
"You don't have too," Maka waves her hands. Soul huffs, "I don't trust Crona right now, so I'll take you home."
Maka nods, "Okay sure."
She walks into her apartment, heading over to the window, watching Soul drive away. She sighs, she guesses she really does like him. She turns around and walks to her bathroom, she washes her face and brushes her teeth, then throwing her hair up in a bun.
She walks into her room only to become face to face with Crona when she turns on the lights. She gasps falling backwards. "Crona, what are you doing in my room?"
He smiles, "Just making sure you got home," He then laughs and turns towards the window, he walks over and climbs up, jumping out. Maka feels tears run down her face, quickly running over to her windows and locking them.
It was going to be a long night.
Who wants to guess what happens next? Well you can't, because even I don't know, so HA! Just kidding I do.
This Crona is so different. It's wired to me.
I hope I'm not confusing you guys. Trying to make this super dramatic!
Well, I'll see you guys. BYEEEEEEEEEEEE!
