I left Souls house to go to school. I wanted to get away from him. I knew that all guys were the same. Abusive...I can't have that in my life anymore! So I pack a duffle bag up with clothes, my phone, and tablet and left the house with a fake smile. I didn't want him to suspect a thing. Hopefully he didn't.

(After LONG BORING school)

I raced back home and prepared for a beating from my papa. But I didn't! I opened my front door to find Soul there...with a pissed face. "Maka, either your dumb or i'm just to smart." I didn't like the tone of his voice. "What i'm not a loud to come back home?" I tried to stay calm and quiet to look innocent. But I guess he's meet to many actors being a famous person. "Shut the hell up and let's go!" Soul went to grab my arm but, I jerked away. "NO SOUL! I'm staying! You can't control me! Anyway I have to stay with my papa until i'm a legal adult or else I could be in Big trouble! He didn't listen and Soul dragged me by my arm while I tried to struggle. Funk Celebrities! "I don't want to hear this crap!" Soul snapped at threw me on the motorcycle, even though I HATE it so much, and revved the engine. Here we go. I rapped my arms around his waist knowing it was no use to struggle and held on for dear life.

I walked in the apartment and set my stuff down. Soul whipped me around. "No more running away! Got It?!" i nodded my head, not making eye contact. Soul used his right hand to lift my head up by my chin. He leaned in a kissed my lips. He for some reason tasted like beer. NOT THAT I HAVE HAD ANY...hahahaha...Never! "I can't lose you!" I pushed Soul away and ran to my room. I locked the door, fell on my bed and started to cry. "I can't deal with this anymore. I can't! I can't! I can't!" i kept saying that over and over. It was like it haunted me. I wanted to stop this craziness. It only brought misery. And I don't need anymore misery in my life! I don't need anymore misery!

I knew how to cure it though. I ran to the bathroom and took my depression pills out. I locked the door, hearing Soul running to the bathroom. I grabbed the bottle and took five pills out. That was enough to kill anybody. I turned on the water and said, "Goodbye Soul! I will miss you! Have fun being a rock star!" I heard him screaming non-sense at me with a hint of sobs in between. I threw the pills in my mouth and gulped them down with some water. Whispering my final goodbyes to our cruel world. Sometimes suicide can help you.

Hey guys I thought that was a good place to stop. Remember that I do not support suicide. This story is actually against it. It's goes like this.

Right now Maka thinks the only way to save herself from turning crazy is death but really she just needs a good friend to help her.

But your probably think "She's already dead, right?" Maybe, Maybe Not! ;) read to find that out on the next chapter of The Soul Less!

(In Later chapters I will be having the band come in and more celebrity things. But right now the band is just on a break!) Bye Guys! See You All Later!