Eventide
Chapter XXVII
It was awkward. My dad had transformed from being a drunken ignorant father to a Doctor Meister with obsession issues when it came to me. Now when he knows about the Kishins, he blames himself for treating me like he did, so now, he has put his heart and soul to keep me safe, and that includes keeping Soul and I from having a moment alone.
If Soul was in my presence, you could damn sure count my father in and if we came close to each other, he would definitely stop us by either getting in between us or taking one of us away from the other, who was most of the time me.
I love my father, I do, but now with this new style he is living in, it is kind of annoying.
"So how are you feeling? You have been quiet for some time now?" Tsubaki asks me as she drives toward the mall.
My dad had grown quite possessive and Soul had come up with the idea that Tsubaki and I would have a girl's night while he would try to get to know my father and hopefully, get his approval. Most likely, he will get a lecture about safe sex than his approval (not that he would ever approve of me sleeping with him) but it is worth a try.
It had gone two days since I awoke from my slumber, and since then, something was weird. I kept having these weird impulses and Soul was the one who always had to suffer because of it since I ended up hitting him quite a lot. Just one word could make me angry and hit him and marsh away. Every single time, I had apologized, but it never seemed to be enough for me even though Soul forgave me in an instant.
"It's just… I don't know… I guess it is just hard to adapt myself with my father's new personality…"
"Are you sure that is everything?" Tsubaki asks as she parks the car outside of the mall. "You have been acting differently too."
So she has picked up on it too. I wonder if Soul has it too.
She is way too snoopy, why don't you teach her what happens when you get too involved in people's private lives?
My eyes narrow. "That is none of your business." I get out of the car and slam the door shut behind me. "Now are we going shopping or what?" I sneer loudly.
"Y-yeah." Tsubaki says as she locks the car and run up beside me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry."
I really shouldn't have snapped at her like that.
We walk along the sidewalk as we head toward Tsubaki's favorite clothing store, when my eyes catch sight of a tattoo shop. Tattoos… It sounds cool.
Then why don't you go and get some ink on your skin? Become the rebel I know you are!
Hmm, tattoos sounds like a really cool idea.
"I want a tattoo."
"Huh?" Tsubaki turns to me, her gaze moving from me and the tattoo shop. "That is sudden, are you sure you want to get one? It will be permanent and you can't take it away if you regret it."
"Don't worry about me." I head toward the small shop. "I already know what I want." The doorbell rings as I step inside the small shop. A man sits by a desk, drawing something with a cigarette in his mouth. His exposed arms are covered in ink and he also has ink on his face and neck.
"So what business does a little girl have here?" He asks, looking up from his work, he seems to be drawing a skull with roses around it.
"I want to get a tattoo of a green eye on my wrist." I want the tattoo to honor the memory of my mother, not the Kishin she had become, but my real mother. The one who nurtured me when I was young and the one who fought Giriko and Asura. That person was my mother who I will always remember. The one who loved her daughter dearly and would sacrifice her life in order to save the ones who matters to her.
"Shouldn't you have your parent's consent with you, little girl?"
"Does it even matter?"
He chuckles and slowly shakes his head. "Nah, a customer is a costumer and I have never given a shit about parents." A tattoo artist with daddy issues, how cute. "Just give me a few minutes to draw a sketch."
Tsubaki and I take a seat on a couch while the artist draws my tattoo. "So you are really going to do this?" She asks concern.
"Yeah, I am."
It didn't take long for the artist to draw my tattoo. It was a classic cartoonish eye which would fit my writs perfectly. It would be a great tattoo for my mother.
The tattoo artist then put the design on my skin and then started to carve it into my skin. It did hurt, but now as much as I thought it would. The pain was slight which made it much easier for me to enjoy ever stroke of the mechanical pencil.
Two hours went by and the Tattoo Artist finished my tattoo. The emerald eye shine bright as a diamond with so much life and happiness in it, exactly how my mother's eyes always looked like.
"It is beautiful." I say as I watch the Tattoo Artist wrap a bandage around it.
"What did you think I would do? I don't make half-assed tattoos." He sneers and I roll my eyes, paying him for the tattoo. "If you want to get more ink on your body, come back here sweet pea."
"Yeah, I will remember that." Tsubaki and I exit the small shop.
"It is a very beautiful tattoo you chose." Tsubaki says. Her eyes wander to the bandage decorating my right wrist. "It is unique."
"Thanks." I say as we enter the mall to then enter the store Tsubaki has been longing for to go inside. Of course she wants to look at underwear when she and Black*Star have their fun time. She happily takes the kinkiest clothes in the store without any shame at all written on her face before she walks to the changing rooms. That girl, she looks so innocent but in reality she is the kinkiest girl I know. I wouldn't be surprised if they use whips and cuffs in their bedroom.
I sigh heavily as I wait outside of the changing room, a large mirror covering the wall. I keep looking at myself, leaning against the wall to Tsubaki's changing room. My reflection follows the same pose as me.
That is until its head cracks toward the side. I can hear as the neck snap. It doesn't echo at the small hallway of changing rooms, it is inside of my head. The sound of a clock ticking fills my mind without myself even thinking about it. Slowly I raise my hand, my reflection doesn't follow me.
This is creeping me out.
The ticking grows louder. I near the mirror and I notice that my reflection doesn't even look like myself. I have dark smudges underneath my eyes and my eyes are bloodshot. My veins almost pop out at my cheeks and my teeth are sharper than they are, they aren't as sharp as Soul's, but they are sharp.
"What in the world…" I whisper as I look at this different me inside of the mirror.
My reflection smirks madly as it puts its hand on the glass.
"Who are you…?" I mutter and the reflection must have heard me.
The reflection's claw-like nails dig into the glass and words painted in black blood appears on the glass. "Your doom." It is written with large scary bold letters. I let out a high shriek when the glass breaks and the shards rain down on the ground.
"Maka!" Tsubaki runs out of the dressing room with only her shirt on. "Are you okay?"
The ticking sound doesn't go away. It keeps ticking inside of my head. It ticks in the same pace of my heart. My breath quickens and my hands start shaken. The sound of Tsubaki's voice is drowned out and the only thing I hear is the sound of the maddening ticking noise inside of my head.
My vision grows darker and darker as I hyperventilate. I haven't a clue how long I sat on the ground among the shards of the mirror, but it must have been some time since Soul, Black*Star and Kilik comes to my aid.
Soul gently kneels down in front of me and his eyes locks with mine. His hands cup my cheeks and caress them soothingly. His voice is the only noise that actually cuts through the ticking noise.
"Maka… breathe… In and out…" He commands me and I follow his instructions. "Good girl." He whispers as he keeps caressing my cheeks. "What happened? Are you okay?"
"I… I don't know…" I sniffle leaning into Soul's embrace. Tears pouring down my cheeks. The ticking sound just doesn't want to go away. "I saw something in the mirror… and… and― it just shattered."
"Soul." Kilik says with seriousness in his voice.
"I know. I will take care of this." Soul says and gently rocks me in his arms. "Don't worry Maka, everything will be alright."
I sob into Soul's chest and he kisses my head. "Can you take me home?"
"Of course, can you stand up?" I nod and Soul helps me up on my legs. "By the way, what's up with the bandage?"
Soul supports me as he takes me out of the shop, leaving Kilik, Black*Star and Tsubaki behind.
"I got a tattoo."
"Really? Can I see it?"
I nod and gently take off the bandage, revealing my tattoo. My skin is still swollen and slightly red.
"That is a cool tattoo." Soul gently runs his thumb over the design of the eye. "Why did you want to get a tattoo?"
"It is basically to honor my mother's existence." I say and grab Soul's hand. "Can we skip talking about her? I don't want to talk about it."
"Of course." We arrive at his bike. His bike doesn't stand far away from Tsubaki's car.
Geez, you are so boring! Go and do something fun. Smoking a cigarette like that hot Tattoo Artist seemed like a fun thing to do.
Licking my lips, I feel the urge to have something in my mouth, not just a gum or a lollipop, I want something else.
"Can you wait here for a second? I want to go to the supermarket and get something."
Soul raises his eyebrow, already sitting on his bike. "Okay, will be you alright going by yourself?"
Man, does he think we are a pussy?
"I can take care of myself." I sneer and stomp away from Soul. He is so stupid! Seriously, I'm eighteen and I can do whatever I want. I can do whatever I want. Now I know exactly what I want to get.
I walk inside of the store and walks right up to the cashier. "A pack of cigarettes and a lighter."
He raises his eyebrow at me. He looks like he just came up from the bed. He doesn't bother with asking about my age. He hands me a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in exchange for money. As I fumble with the package as I walk out, I put a cigarette between my lips and lights it. The cigarette lights up and put the lighter into my pocket along with the package. Taking a large drag, the smoke fills my mouth and I start coughing.
Damn. This will need some practice.
I take another drag and this time, I can enjoy the rush without coughing. I grow a little light-headed but that is okay, the rush is absolutely amazing. My back hit the wall as I take an even larger drag and this time I end up coughing again.
"First a tattoo and now smoking." I jump on the spot and I see Soul standing at my side. "Really? You know smoking is bad and―"
"Just shut up!"
Good girl, be naughty!
I take a large drag and I blow the smoke in his face. "You can't tell me what to do. I want to smoke and I'm not going to stop because you say so. You don't own me. I'm eighteen and I can do whatever I want to do."
Soul sighs loudly as he massages the top of his nose. "You are a big girl. I'm not ignorant. You are changing and let me tell you, it isn't for the better. You get a tattoo, get a freak out over a mirror to then start smoking. Something is going on that you aren't telling me about. Now, what is it?"
I narrow my eyes at Soul and put out my cigarette on the palm of his hand. He doesn't even flinch in pain or anything. I can play the tough game too. "I'm going to hit the town. You can go back by yourself. I'm going to come back before nightfall."
I turn toward Soul but he grabs my wrist, fortunate my left one so he doesn't hurt my still sore skin. "We will continue this conversation when you get back." He releases my hand and lets me walk away.
Oh man, I have about three hours for myself to do whatever I want. This will be fun. I take a new cigarette from my package and lights it. I walk down the streets and I see girls with cigarettes in their mouths with guys clinging to their neck. Now I know exactly what I want to do.
I finish my cigarette and borrow a toilet inside of a store. I smirk wide when I unbutton my blouse so the ribbon on my bra is exposed and if you look sideways, my whole bra will be visible. Perfect. I rip my skirt so my butt almost hangs out of my skirt. I giggle happily as I light another cigarette inside of the bathroom as I take out my pigtails and fluff up my hair into a messy look, making me look like I had a crazy time in bed.
Fun in bed.
That sounds like an even better idea.
The fire alarm goes off and I smirk wide as I walk out of the bathroom, not a care in the world when the costumers throw me looks. As soon as I walk out of the store, I take another drag and I watch as a young man scans me, smirking before he walks pass me.
I look hooooot!
I keep walking down the street, swaying with my hips seducing as I puff out my chest. It doesn't take long before a male approaches me with sexual intentions.
"Damn girl, you got a fine ass." He says and gives my butt a slap before he squeezes it.
I yelp before I giggle. "It looks even better with a cock in it." I push my butt against his crutch and seductively rubbing our hips together. We are lucky we are in an alley way.
He groans and turns me around. I spread my legs so his crutch can rub against my core. I can feel his excitement grow larger and harder and I find myself giggle. "My apartment isn't far away, you on?" His hands wander to my ass and he roughly grips it.
"I'm so o―"
"Get the fuck away from her!" Someone roughly pulls me away from the guy and it isn't hard to guess that the certain someone is Soul.
"Come on man, you got to chill―" The man tries to take control of the situation, but obviously Soul won't let him get his dick wet with my juice.
"You were getting it going with my girlfriend!" Soul growls loudly and his grip on my wrist tightens. "If you don't disappear this second I can guarantee your corpse will rot inside of a dumpster without your dick and your body in pieces!"
I can't see Soul's expression, but I can see the unknown man turns to horror. He doesn't waste a second and immediately runs away from Soul and I.
Soul turns toward me and his eyes are murderous. His jaw is tense and he is not pleased with this situation. "What the fuck was that?" He hollers and grabs a hold of my blouse. "What the fuck is up with your slutty outfit? Did you seriously want to fuck that guy?"
I roll my eyes and grab a new cigarette to just have Soul grab the whole package and throw it away. "What the fuck?!
"Just answer my fucking question!" Soul pushes me against the wall of a building roughly and traps me between his arms.
"You want answers? I wanted a fucking good time and I wanted him to fuck my brains out! I wanted his big fat cock inside of me rather than your obnoxious lil' dick and your fucking feelings!" Who am I trying to fool? I would take Soul any day and I would ride the fuck out of him.
"Take that back." He growls lowly. "You take that fucking back."
He looks so god damn sexy when he is pissed. I can feel the wet fabric of my panties press against my soaked core. I just want any dick right now.
I smash my lips into his and he roughly kisses me back. He presses me aggressively against the wall as his hands touch every inch of my body. His hands grope my breasts and my ass and it feels so fantastically good. I moan loudly into his mouth as I fumble with his belt buckle. I unzip his fly and my hand rubs his boxers. He feels amazing and I can feel him grow harder and harder.
Soul groans into my mouth and he slaps my hand away from his crutch. "That is enough!" He grows loudly. I just love it when he goes rough. "You are fucked up. It is time for you to come back home. The sun is going to go down soon."
I flip us so it is him who presses up against the wall. "Listen to me, you are going to fuck me right here right now! You aren't going to leave me hanging!"
Fuck him. Go on, and take him. Bite him hard and murder his dick!
I barely managed to register what happened. I was pressing Soul against the wall, baring my teeth at his neck, the next moment the wall roughly presses against my cheek and Soul holds my hands together behind my back. I can't move at all, his legs lock mine to the wall and make it utterly impossible for me to escape.
"I'm sorry Maka, but this is for your own good." He grabs my head and then slams it into the wall, successfully knocking me out. Fucking dipshit.