Hidden Feelings: Soul\'s Broken Heart?
Ignorance Is Bliss
Chapter 2: Ignorance Is Bliss
It had been a month since Maka and Kid started dating, and Soul didn't know how much longer he would be able to hold himself together. Being forced to watch the one you love with someone else, he wouldn't even wish it on a kishin. He thought about leaving, just do whatever missions Lord Death would give him solo, but he knew that the distance didn't matter, he would still have her on his mind.
He needed to think of something, needed to find a way to rid the pain from his chest every time she went out with Kid. It wasn't until he accidently cut himself while cooking did he find the answer. Since discovering that he could lessen the pain of his heart with physical pain, he had turned himself into what resembled a cutting board. Healing cuts ran this way and that on his arms, random burn marks from cigarettes. It wasn't a pretty sight, even to him. But if this meant keeping her in his life, then so be it.
In all honesty, this day started out just like any other. Soul and Maka ate breakfast together. Throughout the past month, Soul had acting that nothing had changed, at least when she was around. But this day was hard on him. The night before he had over heard Maka asking Blair for tips on how to please Kid in bed. The mere thought made Soul want to puke, but he kept up his facade. But he knew that Maka could tell that something was off.
"What's wrong, Soul?" She asked, in her now devastating sweet voice. He couldn't bare to look at her, fear that he might slip up. "Nothing, just not sleeping well." Was the only retort he could come up with. He didn't lookat here, but he could feel her eyes boring into his back.
"Well, okay Soul. You Know you can always talk to me." He snorted at her comment. "I don't need to talk about anything. Go have your fun." His voice was harsher than he intended, but it effectively ended the conversation. She walked out the door without giving him a second glance.
He sighed, getting up off the couch. He knew Blair had left out the window, probably going to Chupa's, leaving him alone in the house. A twisted smile crept onto his face as he transformed his finger into a blade. He sliced his shirt off, exposing the poor abused skin of his chest, and dragged the bade across the space where his heart was. He knew now that Maka had given herself completely to Kid, and there was no longer a place for Soul in her heart.
He let a single tear fall down his face as he opened old wounds and made new ones, watching his blood. How many times had he bled for her now? How many scars? His mind began it ritualistic turning, and he was so absorbed that he didn't hear the door opening.
Maka walked in just in time to see him slice through his side, though she could tell the wounds weren't fatal. But why? Why would he do this to himself? Was he under the influence of madness? She could hear him say something along the lines of love, but her mind stopped when he turned towards her, though not able to see her. All those scars...
"Soul?" She whispered in a panic, unsure of what was to come.
He looked up at her, his eyes glassy with unshed tears. So, she would know now. All well, wouldn't matter for long. He looked her straight in the eyes while stabbing his wrist.
A/N: As always, review, review, review! I know Soul is probably a little OOC, as is Maka..but oh well. :3 Sorry if this chappy was too short again! Me is tired lol