Please Do Not Read This Death the Kid

A/N Um …. Akward …. IM SORRRRYYY ! Next chapter AFTER LIKE 5 YEARS !

Chapter Four

He thought his heart stopped.

"Hello? Kid? You there?"

He hit the end call button on the phone. He felt his body crumple onto the couch. There's no way he could keep a conversation with that witch without going insane. The phone rang again. He glanced at it and threw a pillow at it to muffle the sound.

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She stared at the telephone in her hand. Maybe the call dropped...?

She sighed and placed her hand in her palms.

"Um… Maka?"

She glanced up.

The girl before her was beautiful. Her skin was softer than a rose, not a blemish anywhere. She had her pink hair tied back into a ponytail. She was a holding a small child, one that was a mirror of his mother and father.

"What?" she snapped.

"Junior fell asleep. I thought you'd want to hold him a while before he wakes up," she said quietly.

Maka stood and yanked the baby out of Chrona's arms.

"I thought I told you not to hold him," she growled placing the baby in the crib.

Sweat began to break out on the poor girl's face. "Oh…Well, he fell asleep on the cold floor. And Soul isn't here so I thought…" she stopped when she saw Maka growing angrier.

"Just… leave. Leave before I change my mind about kicking your ass into next year," she said.

She backed out of the room slowly.

"W-wait, Chrona," Maka said, toning her voice down a little.

"Yes?"

"Do you remember… Kid?" she asked.

"W-who?" she asked

Maka smiled to herself. "Perfect. Now go into the basement. We have to run another test."

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PLEASE DON'T READ THIS DEATH THE KID

October 31

It's Halloween today. Black*Star and Kid asked me if I wanted to go to a party with them. I really did. It hurt turning them down, but I couldn't go.

Why?

Maka said no.

She said she needed me. She was crying that she needed me! I couldn't believe it. She looked so vulnerable; I could've kicked her while she was down. But I didn't. Only Lord Death knows why. Everything that she's done to me flew out the window, and I embraced her.

I actually she believed she had changed.

But she didn't. Right after she calmed down, she tied me to a table. A cold table. She had ripped off my dress, leaving me naked and exposed. I didn't even recognize her and as soon as she grabbed that scalpel, memories of Mother flew into my mind. I glanced around the room. In the dim lighting, I saw Soul Eater.

He was looking at me. Right at me. But he didn't say a thing. I could see pain in his crimson eyes. What could he do? I mean, he loved Maka and was supposed to follow her with everything. But… The pain of the scalpel in my side.

Unbearable.

I can't even look at myself anymore. I'm what Black*Star usually calls Ox… A pussy…

Kid glanced at his watch. Sighing, he pulled on his jacket. If he didn't get out of the apartment quickly, he'd be late for work.

A/N Again, Im reaaalllly Sorry for not updating for so long. But my friend has inspired me to continue. And if she's reading this, I hope she feels better.