Best Way Not to Get Your Heart Broken

Chapter Fifteen - Forgive Me

Soul didn't come from him room for hours and hours, even when the sun came up and Maka was ready to go to school. Maka sat on the couch anxiously, nodding off sometimes as she awaiting for him to reappear so that she could apologise but he just never did. She buried her face in her hands as she stifled sobs. He was right. She went too far this time and she couldn't expect for him to forgive her so why should she burden him any more than she already has? This entire thing was a mistake from the start. Not only did she bury him in all of her problems but she made him dig all of his up again. He didn't need that. He didn't need her. She sighed before making her way to her and Tsubaki's room, packing the little she had and exiting the apartment quietly.

Soul sighed with relief as he heard the front door click shut. He thought she'd never leave. He felt guilty for making Maka catch the bus for school but like he could just walk out there like nothing had happened after last night. Soul had cooled off and knew he shouldn't have snapped at Maka like that but he haden't seen his parents in so long. He was just so overwhelmed with emotion, mostly anger that he had to let out. And Maka was just right there. And the fault was so easily put to her though he knew she wasn't to blame.

"Ugh..." he groaned into his hands. He had to get to school. He groaned again before laying back down in his bed and pulling his phone out. He dialled Blackstar's number before pressing the phone to his ear.

"Soul!" Blackstar all but yelled into the phone, making Soul wince. "Your God has being trying to get to you all morning! Where are you guys?"

Soul sighed before responding. "Yeah, yeah. Hey I'm not feeling too well today so will yo- Wait, what? Maka isn't there?" Maka had transferred to Soul and Blackstar's school because it made sense for Soul wouldn't have to travel all the way to her dump of school every day to just panic. She would easily be there by now.

"No, she always comes here with you, idiot. Or did you forget?"

Soul sat up abruptly on his bed, pressing the phone more firmly to his ear. "No, no, it's just... Truth is me and Maka had an argument last night and I - I said some things I shouldn't have. When I heard the door shut this morning I thought she was leaving for school but..."

Blackstar was quiet before responding in a more hushed voice. "What? What were guys were arguing about? You guys never argue."

Soul but his lip before snapping in response. "Is that really important right now?" he hissed before standing up and making his way stormily to Maka and Tsubaki's room. His heart leapt to his throat when he saw Maka's things packed and gone.

He pressed the phone to his ear again. "Star," he choked out. "All her stuff is gone. Packed. "Soul just growled before making a move to snap the phone shut. Blackstar seemed to expect this and spoke up.

"Wait!" Soul hesitated before pressing the phone back to his ear.

"What?"

"You know where she'll go," Soul's eyes furrowed in confusion before widening in realisation and dread. She has nowhere else to go but...

"Her Dads," he spluttered, pressing a hand to his forehead.

Blackstar growled through the phone. "When did she leave, Soul?"

Soul's voice caught in his throat as he fought to reply. "Not too long ago. A few minutes before I rang you."

"You might be able to catch her. You need to catch her Soul. She could screw this all sending the old man to jail thing up. She doesn't know what's she's doing."

Soul just hummed in agreement before slamming his phone shut. He threw on appropriate clothes rapidly before grabbing his jacket and keys and flying out the door.

Maka walked sullenly down the street that led to the side of down where she used to inhabit. This was the absolute last thing she wanted to do, attend her old school and live with her good for nothing papa, but what choice did she have? Soul made it very clear that she wasn't welcome anymore and who was she to deny that? She'd already stayed longer than she was welcome so why should she prolong the inevitable? She felt her breathe hitch in her throat as she heard a familiar rumble of a motorbike. No - No, he wouldn't...

"Maka," she heard his gruff voice gasp as he pulled up recklessly beside her, laying the bike down to stand in front of her, breathing heavily.

"What... the fuck... are you thinking?" he said between gasps, clutching her shoulders and hanging his head. Maka just looked at him in shock and confusion.

"Soul, what are you..." she trailed off and Soul looked up to her with eyes so full of regret it made her stomach clench.

"You really think I was just going to let you go?" he said as he brushed a strand of hair from her face, laughing with relief. Maka just shook her head again, confused.

"But, Soul last night, you said that..." he shook his head.

"I was upset," he said slowly, regret dripping from every syllable. "I was so... overwhelmed, seeing my parents like that and at Wes's grave," he choked on the last words before looking up again. "I was upset but that's no excuse for how I spoke to you. I - I crossed the line."

Maka shook her head, spraying tears. "No, no Soul - I crossed the line! You were right! I'm nothing but a burden to you - to everyone - and I'm done with being the girl was abused as a kid. I'm not your problem anymore."

She tried to walk away but Soul's grip on her wrist stopped her. She jerked to a stop before casting an angry glance back a Soul.

"Let go," she growled, Soul sighed.

"Maka, please. Just come back and we can talk!"

"Isn't that what I said last night to you!?" Maka reeled back to face him, making him fall a step back. Guild churned in her stomach as he heard the hurt in her voice.

"I know, Maka I wasn't very... Look I know, okay! But I understand I was wrong now, I do-"

"Soul, you don't understand," she interrupted, running her hand through her hair in distress before wrapping her arms around herself. A motion Soul haden't seen in so long but he knew what it meant. Horror twisted in his gut like a knife as he knew he was the one who caused this.

"You were right," she laughed weakly without humour. "I'm not good for this. For you. I can't do this if all I'm going to do is hurt people!"

"Maka, you're not hurting anyone." Soul roared as he gripped her upper arms. "My parents hurt me and I took it out on you. I know you think I'm some perfect being who does not wrong but I make mistakes too alright! And I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Maka looked at the man wide-eyed as he breathed heavily and looked desperately into her eyes. Why was he doing this?

"Soul, I-"

"Maka, please I don't want to-"

"Soul." Soul looked up abruptly and caught Maka's tentative smile.

"I want to go home now, Soul," she said softly, brushing his cheek lightly before making her way over to the motorbike that still lay on the floor.

Soul watched her motionlessly before following her in one jerky motion. Fighting the smile that played on his lips as he drove the two home.