Soul Eater
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If I Were A Boy
She has been looking on her wrist watch for the past forty five minutes, and fifteen minutes more and her life will be over. That's what scares her, she felt bothered by what Tsubaki had told her. Her hands were shaky and she can't keep herself compose. Fifteen minutes left for dismissal and she doesn't know where to go. Tsubaki is not her classmate in history and Black Star's in language. Instead, she just waited for the time of her life.
"Class, Soul is absent for the past few days. And, he needs to work in a creditable project both in history and language. If anyone of you, sees Soul or something. Please do inform him" She wasn't really paying THAT much attention, instead she was thinking of saving her life.
But as the bell rang, she stared off to space for about two minutes before shrugging her head and hurriedly picking all her books and her bag. Staggering away, from the long hallways but when she was about to turn a left, she saw one of Blair's friend. She hid behind a wall before calming her breathes.
"Maka, easy... Y-you can do this. Nothing-nothing to worry about. All you have to do is run and escape. That's it" Motivating herself didn't worked at all. Instead, she felt even more scared and worried. She eyed Blair's friend silently, before the girl walked away. She hurriedly turned a left and then hid behind another wall.
'Three more turns and I'm safe' she thought.
Cold sweat started forming on her forehead and on her neck as she wiped it off with the back of her palm. She hurriedly ran when there were no look outs, a few people were walking but when she peeked her head for another turn, there were no people nor teachers walking. She heaved a sigh of composure before running, she popped her head on the side as the 'exit' doors were open for her. Waiting for her to run away and escape.
Her lips curled into a smile of anticipation as she staggered her right leg and then her left, but when she was about five feet from the welcoming doors, a hand yanked her hair forward. She forced her eyes closed and groaned in pain. This was it. She was being dragged by her hair and hearing evil laughters from her back made her worry.
Maka doesn't really know where they were taking her but she knows there were no people. And she felt scared by what Blair's capable of. Pairs of hands pushed her off a wall as she stumbled from the impact. She heard the door shut close. Lifting her gaze towards a pair of glaring purple eyes, her eyes looking at her with burden and hatred, arms crossed and two other girls behind her. Maka recognized the girl from the left, named Mifune.
"Poor you, Maka... No one to save you" Blair started sarcastically. As much as Maka wants to jab her on the face with a fork, she couldn't and there were no people to help her. The place wasn't familiar. Broken desks and old dusted cabinets were all around them, the ceiling was mostly covered in cob webs and dust.
"ANYONE! PLEASE! HELP ME! PLEASE! HELP ME!" She pleaded and tried her best to scream as much as she could but the three girls only laughed at her.
"Really, Maka? You look so pathetic. I mean, I'll confess alright... I...Seriously tried my best for Soul. Remember that time in the club?" Maka's eyes stared off to space as a flash back played in her mind. The time when Black Star forced her in the club, she never forgot.
"But... Guess what, my efforts weren't paying that much because he was looking for you after you left. He never came back to me, and you know what I did?" Blair walked closer towards her as she sat on her knees to level Maka, Blair went closer to Maka's perking ears.
"I did it with him" Maka's eyes widened from what she heard. Her heart stopped thumping at all and she couldn't breathe that much. And she was wrong, she could breathe but she only felt she couldn't. She stared off the distance as she tried her best to keep up on what she said.
"N-no... No, he wouldn't!-"
"But we did" Blair tossed Maka a stack of photographs on the floor for her to see. She reached for each picture, studying one by one. Set by set. She felt that her heart was jabbed by thorns and her eyes started collapsing with bitter tears. Maka felt stupid. Stupid for everything.
Pictures of them kissing. Pictures of Blair straddling on top of him. Pictures that defined evidences of what truly happened. "See that, Maka? I'm basically doing this for him. Because, we loved it. We loved how we did it. And you're gonna pay hard for hurting him badly" The two girls walked up towards her and gripped on her arms as she tried to struggle from their grips.
"Let go of me! Please! Blair! I didn't did anything wrong, he just saved me! It-it wasn't my fault!" she tried to explain but Blair was already preparing for a blow, crackling her knuckles, she hits a blow on her cheek as she heaved out fast breathes.
"That is for spoiling our built relationship" Blair started. Maka tried her best to gaze back at Blair, who crossed her arms back in disappointment.
"You should really stop bothering Soul because you always keep him in danger" Maka didn't speak, instead she just listened. Those words that struck her like knives that wouldn't budge until she could no longer take it. A bead of tear escaped her eye as Blair yanked her hair forward. Maka hissed in pain and Blair continued to slap her face side by side. Until Maka started breathing heavily.
"B-blair, pl-please stop... I'm tr-trying my best to stay away" But Blair gave her a look that seemed she never believed what Maka said. She only scowled at her in disbelief.
"Oh please, you? I mean, it is very obvious that you like him. And I wouldn't afford to lose him... For you" Maka spat her saliva on Blair's face and Blair started laughing sadistically. She slowly wiped her face with her fingers before cupping one hand on Maka's face hardly.
"You know, do that again... One more time, I'm gonna break your back. But since I'm such a good person, I'm just gonna break your knees instead" With that, Blair smacked a hard wooden stick both on her knees that made Maka sit down with the pain numbing her whole body. She hissed in pain.
"STAND UP!" Blair yelled and the two girls, stood her back up. Maka moaned in pain. She couldn't handle the pain anymore. It was too much that crying can't help her. Screaming was one thing she's been doing but Blair only punched her in the stomach. She coughed the tangy red liquid from her mouth and the trail of it started to turn dry and stale.
Maka couldn't handle her consciousness anymore, instead her eyes started to flutter close and open. The two girls released their grips and only stared at her. As she slowly dropped on her knees before the thud came from her. The sound of sadistic laughters was the last thing she heard.
After a few minutes, Maka was startled by a pail of ice-cold water colliding with her body. She immediately shot back, groaning with every move she made. Then, Blair sat on her knees to level Maka.
"Finally, you're awake" She immediately dragged a knife under Maka's chin, not drawing any mark on her skin but touching the skin with the cold metal anyway. Maka's eyes trailed in horrid on the knife. Blair yanked Maka's hair to face her forcibly.
"Tell anyone what happened... I won't have any second thoughts of drawing my face on your skin" Blair whispered in Maka's ear threateningly. Maka's forest green eyes were wide open from fear that the girls might come back for her. She knew that she needs to follow her. Maka nodded her head as much as she could and Blair and the others finally escaped with the door wide open.
Maka has a lot of reasons she could cry on. One, her knees were shaking. Two, she had cuts and bruises all over her body. Third, she could taste her own blood. Fourth, no one should ever know and she really needs to stay away from Soul. She could make a list, but she needs to ask for help WITHOUT involving Blair's name.
She grunted and cried as she struggled in standing up, clutching her shoulder tightly because of a sharp cut and the rushing blood, the other arm extended to everywhere she could hold on to. Shaking from every step she took. Until she finally made it to the 'exit' doors. She slowly sat on the edge of the small stair case, not caring if other people might see her.
She didn't know if she was screaming or crying, she couldn't hear herself. But a flash of blue caught her left eye which was not swollen. She couldn't make up who it was though, until her eyes were shut closed once again.
He hurriedly carried her in his arms as he ran as fast as he could. Even though he didn't know where to go. All he knew is he needed to save her. His childhood friend. "DON'T WORRY, MAKA. WE'RE ALMOST THERE!" He shouted so loud that people were giving him looks.
"Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!" He yelled as he kept running. Maka was starting to mumble weird things and he feels scared about it. When finally he made it to his house which he believed as luck, he banged the door with his fist for someone to open.
"Mom! Mom! Open the damn door! Mom! Your god is waiting! And this minion needs help!" He keeps yelling and banging until the people walking scowled at him in annoyance. He lived in a small apartment in first floor. The small building was made out of red bricks with a small staircase in front.
"Y-you're heavier than you look" He mumbled.
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT. BLACK STAR, YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL. I'M COMING!" A middle-aged woman yelled from inside the apartment. As the door clicked open, the woman gasped in terror when she eyed the unconscious body in his arms. His mom has the color of his hair in shoulder length with a few streaks of white. Her eyes wore a look of content and the color of hazelnut. Her skin color was pale and a bit stale with the wrinkles and freckles. But she looked someone that could take care of you. But her voice is too loud just like her son's.
"My goodness! You stupid fool! Why didn't you tell me that Maka's in trouble!" She smacked Black Star with a broom as he hurriedly laid her on the small beige couch in the middle of the apartment.
"Black Star! Give me some white bandages in my cabinet and some medicine! Your clean shirt and some band aids!" His mom demanded as she sat down beside her. Observing her messed up appearance. A cut on her forehead and her shoulder, bruises on her cheek and her knees, a black eye on the right. All she could think of was how worried she was. She had known Maka ever since Black Star met her.
When Black Star gave all what his mom asked, he sat on the smaller couch while eyeing Maka with the same look of worry. "Mom, I'm going to call Kid" His mom's eyes shot back at him.
"Wait, is Maka... Dating that Kid guy?" Her eyes narrowed at her son. In hopes that the answer won't bother her.
"Yes, Tsubaki told me" Too late, his mom sighed in disappointment. "There is someone much better than Maka though. And good thing that Tsubaki is dating you, she's such a sweet girl. And... Soul is NOT dating Maka?" Black Star was too dense to notice but he shrugged anyway which caused his mom to irritatedly groaned.
But a few moments later...
Maka woke up with a serious sting in her shoulder and her forehead. She slowly placed her hand on her forehead to feel some bandages wrapped around her head and her shoulders. A support was attached to her arm and shoulder. She slowly sat up and her eyes met the concerned face of her favorite neighbor.
"Aunt Whitney!" She wrapped her fingers around his mom's hand as she smiled in return. "Maka, you've grown so beautiful and sad... Why on earth do you have this wounds and bruises everywhere?" Then she remembered her fear and worry. That her curled smile slowly turned into a bitter scowl.
"N-nothing, there's just a group of guys that suddenly beats me up for fun" She tasted a bitter liquid in her mouth and the lie made her feel guilty. To lie even to Whitney, Black Star's mother.
"Oh Maka... You should really be careful! And, Kid's waiting for you outside" Maka tried her best to stand up but her knees really hurt. As in painful and viral that when she tried to stand up, a bead of tear threatened to roll. Instead, Black Star carried her until they made it outside.
With Kid immediately running towards her, he kissed her on the lips longingly as if he didn't see her for a year or so. Though, her lips hurt, Kid removed the pain away. Kid supported Black Star's hold and Black Star handed the half-healed body towards him.
"So... You're Kid?" Whitney interrupted with a glare towards Kid. Kid smiled at her in respect and nodded. "Yes, my name is Death the Kid, mam"
"Okay okay... Soul should really be with Maka... To be careful" Kid was also too dense for Whitney's hint that he nodded anyway and then bid good bye. Kid carried Maka in his car until he started driving.
"Maka, tell me... What happened?" Maka hesitated for a while but soon sighed. "A group of guys beats me up with a bat for fun. You know... Those guys with no life" The lie number two she'll regret telling. Kid placed a hand on her leg in assurance. She leaned her head on his shoulder and a bead of tear escaped her eye.