Author's note: I want to personally thank chichirichick for letting bounce this idea off! I got it while reading their two works - "Suits and Skins", and "Beats of the Heart". Check out any of the works! They are amazing! Tugs at the heartstrings, but overall the writing it amazing!

"Maka, darling, your father and I are going to be getting a divorce." Her mother - Lizzy spoke to Maka. "Always remember, mommy loves you."

That was the last thing that her mother said to her. She was only fourteen when they got a divorce. Spirit watched as Lizzy left their family, because of the fact that Lizzy no longer loved Spirit. It was the reason for the divorce. Maka watched as her mother left her. Alone. Everything became harder on Maka, as she tried to figure out if the reason for the divorce was because of her? Did her mom leave because of her? Everything became harder for her. She couldn't understand why her mother left her. Spirit said it was because mama didn't love him anymore - it wasn't Maka's fault that she left.

During the first three months - Maka would always receive a phone call from her mother, three times a week.

"So Maka, how is everything?" Lizzy asked.

"Everything is good. School is going great."

"That's great. You'll be super smart one day"

"Thanks Mama."

That's how the conversations went every day. She would ask about school, and nothing else. Schooling was important to Lizzy. It's one of the reasons why Maka attended a private school to get the best schooling there is.

Month four that number dropped down to twice a week.

"Did you make any new friends?"

"Not yet Mama. Where are you now?"

"Maka, sweetie you need to make some new friends."

Friends. That's all she wanted to know. Was Maka making friends? Maka wanted to say yes - but there weren't that many people at the school who would even want to become her friend.

Month five the calls dropped again to once a week.

"Maka, Mama loves you, okay?"

"I love you too Mama."

That was all she wanted to talk about. Love. She didn't bother to ask about school. Didn't bother about asking if she made any friends.

Month six to Month nine the calls came to once a month.

"I can't stay on too long. I have a flight to catch. Love you."

That time, Maka didn't even get to speak. Lizzy hung up on her before Maka could even say anything.

Month ten it turned to nothing but a post card.

Post Card

From: Lizzy

To: Maka

Hey Maka! How are you? Everything with me is great! I love you! I'll send another post card when I can!

Love Mama

After receiving just a post card from her mother, Maka started to slowly withdraw from her father, and from her friends. Though her father never truly noticed because of being a College Professor, so he had weird hours. It wasn't like he could bring her to work. Maka still had to go to school, and he couldn't watch over her. There were a few times where the School Nurse had to have Spirit come pick her up because she fainted in class.

Maka would never really tell her father what was happening. There was no point because - well - what could he really do? Right now - he didn't know anything, didn't know that anything was wrong with her.

Spirit knew that he had to watch her from afar - but he wanted to help her, but he didn't know how to tell her that she probably needed to talk to someone. But who? Maka didn't really talk to him. She was alone in this world. She knew that she would never be good enough for her mother - but she would be good enough for her father? Was she even a good daughter to him? She was starving herself because the girls would talk about their bodies - and how much they were growing up while, Maka on the other hand- still looked the same.

When Maka turned Sixteen - her father found her on the floor. Spirit called 911 and soon enough she was rushed to the hospital to find out that she was completely starving herself for at least three months. Something that crushed Spirit. How could Maka do this to herself? She was beautiful - what was she doing to herself, was beyond anything he could've thought. The doctors had to tell Spirit, that Maka needed help, and that he suggested a mental hospital, that will make sure she gets the help she needs.

"Papa, please don't send me there." Maka begged as she watched him pack up her belongings. "I-I'll do better!"

"Maka, I'm rarely home, I need to make sure. This is for your health. You were close to dying! Do you want to actually leave me?" Spirit looked at Maka. Across his face, was hurt. His eyes were begging her just to go to the hospital, she needed help.

"Do you want to actually leave me?"

The sentence repeated inside Maka's head. Did she want to leave Papa? She looked at her hands the thoughts - those thoughts that she had in her head were gone. Tears were streaming down her face - if she was gone, that would leave Papa alone in the world and she didn't want that to happen.

"Maka, will you please go to the hospital to get some help?" Spirit kneeled in front of her, looking into her green eyes.

"Y-yes." Maka cried as she wrapped her arms around his neck and cried.

Spirit finished packing up Maka's belongings - which were deemed safe. He hated doing this but, it needed to be done. He got Maka and her bag into the car and headed towards the hospital that he was told about. Maka who was only sixteen at time would not be able to leave until she showed major improvement. Spirit wished that Lizzy had never left - never cheated on him. He couldn't tell Maka the truth - yet. The truth that her mother has been cheating on him with another male. The only one who knew about truth - was his long time friend, Franken, and his wife- because Lizzy and Marie were friends. The group did everything together and here - Spirit couldn't ask for their help as they had their own issues to deal with.

He found out that Adora, the daughter they adopted, was having a drinking problem, and Spirit told Franken about places that could help with Adora. From the corner of his eye, he was watching Maka carefully. She hasn't dropped down to cutting herself. There was still a chance that she could end up cutting herself. From everything that Spirit read online - Starvation was one that had done the most damage.

Maka was now in her room. Everyone room was a single room - having a roommate here, would probably not a good idea because of the face that the staff wasn't sure who would benefit from a roommate - and who wouldn't benefit from it. So they made sure that everyone just had a single room. That way no one would clash with what they were struggling with. Maka was nervous about being here. The doctor told her and Spirit that Maka would be able to leave once she made an effort to eat - by herself, and with the staff here, they would be watching her to make sure that she would get what she can to gain her weight. To make sure that she's at the right weight for her height.

This was her time to heal. Her time to try and get better.