I got inside, Blair was asleep on the couch. The house was dark, aside from the T.V that she left on. I walked over and turned it off, and kept walking through the darkness.

When I got to the kitchen I turned on the light and sat on the floor across from Soul's room. It was weird being there without him. He'd become like a part of me, a part that I took for granted. I needed him and it took all of this for me to realize that.

"I'm sorry Soul." I choked back tears and stood up. Blair was still asleep so I put a blanket from the chair over her resting body. She stayed here know what had happened to Soul. Maybe she was hoping he'd find his way back home. I was too for a while, but I knew that wasn't possible knowing he was in Stein's Hands.

I continued to the bathroom thinking a shower might help. I sighed an opened the shower curtain. I started the water, grabbed a rag and looked in the mirror. I had dried tears on my cheeks and dark circles under my eyes. I then took my pony tails out, my hair fell over my face and I couldn't see my eyes anymore.

I sighed again but at my own reflection. "You need a hair cut." I giggled at myself. I started to undress but I stopped when I accidently touched my bandages. "oh yeah..." I left the bathroom to get something for my bandage. When I got to the kitchen I looked over to the living room and froze.

The blanket was on the floor and Blair was gone. I stood there in my towel concidering what I should do but I just walked over to the coffe table. It had a note on it.

" We're all out of any good food, so I'm going somewhere to eat. P.S I might not be back for a while, because I could find someone to entertain me. Love , Blair :3" I grinned and put the paper back on the table.

Once I was back in the bathroom I covered my bandage and steeped back into the warm water. "Maybe I should Have dad come over...just to be safe." I stood there and considered the thought but dismissed it. When I was done I got dressed, brushed my hair and teeth, then walked out of the bathroom to in front of Soul's door.

I didn't open it at first but after a while I grabbed the handle. I swung the door open. His scent came rushing at me, It made me miss him even more horribly. I walked in and sat on his bed, I ran my fingers along his sheets and blanket. I layed down and hugged his pillow.

"Please come back to me." I whispered as I stared at his window.

I layed there hoping for a miracle. Hoping maybe he'd walk into the room without a scratch on him. It was unlikely though, he was with a Scientist; One who was deeply effected by madness.

I sat up, grabbed his favorite jacket and put it on over the lace tank top that was once my mom's. She had sent it to me on my 15th birthday, Soul made fun of me for wearing older women clothes. I was mad at him at first but now I understood what he meant. This shirt wasn't exactly "child approved".

I heard the front door open so I stood up from the bed.

"Blair?" I asked as I tip toed to the doorway that separated Soul's room from the living room.

There wasn't a sound to be heard except my breathing. I reluctantly had my body move out of Soul's room and into the main area of the house. The front door was open but everything was as I had last seen it.

"Hello?" I said gripping onto the yellow jacket.

Then I felt hands on my shoulders, and I froze again.

"You really shouldn't be all alone like this." I recognized his voice, the smell of cigarettes on his body.

"Stein." I whispered in terror.

"Yes my little meister." He turned me around and I was now looking at his chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just his usual lab coat. There were stitches along his chest and stomach. "So I guess he really does dissect himself." I thought in the back of my mind.

"W-where's S-soul." I stuttered as my eyes trailed his skin.

I commanded my body to run, to get as far away from him as I could. But when he's around it's impossible for me to think straight.

" Let's not talk about that boy right now." He took off his lab coat and dropped it on the floor. I looked down at it and he walked over to the door. I was still staring at the coat when I heard him shut and lock the front door.

I was locked in my house, alone with a shirtless monster.

And the sickest part of it all.

I was ok with it.