Soma: Please love me back

Part 9: Home Sweet Home

Maka pov

I get up to go to the door after I hear a knock. I just know it is the cop. I'm about to open my door but I freeze. I dont know exactly why, I just feel like something Is wrong. I open the door. What a surprise... Its a cop. He has black hair and dark skin. He looks to be a mix of Italian and Mexican. He is tall and looks strong. He smiles at me and takes in a breath. I sigh. I look down to my feet thinking of all the things he could be here for. Most of them related to soul dying. I shudder. I take in a deep breath and let it out.

"maka albarn? Is that right?" The cop asks with a soft smile on his face. Does he think everything is OK?! Because its not! I want to slap that smile off his face.

"yes. What do you need from me?"

"my name is officer Winslow. I need to ask you some questions. About the kidnapping of your partner Soul Eater Evans, and Melanie Martinez."

"sure uh... Come in." I turn around waving my hand to indicate that he can come in. We walk in and sit at my dinning room table and i make coffee. "so have you found even a trace of them?" I ask worried of the answer.

"unfortunately no... We were hoping that you would know anything. If your partner got into any trouble with people.... Did anything bad. Has had any bad people in his life." I freeze at when he says bad people in his life. Soul did have bad people in his life. His parents. Souls whole family where great musicians. His dad played the cello. His mom played the flute. His brother the violin. Even his great grandpa played the harp. Soul plays the piano but they didn't like his music because it was "to dark". They didn't like soul because of it. When we met he told me about his parents so I helped him escape. His father got arrested. His mom went missing and his brother is in Las Vegas somewhere. I couldn't have been his mom. And I'm pretty sure his dad is still in prison. But maybe his brother... No I can't be!

"h-he did have..." I start... But can't seem to tell him about souls family. "his parents abused him when he was younger... I helped him get away from them." Tears build in my eyes.

"really... Well do you know what happened to his parents?"

"yes. His mom went missing, his dad is still on jail and wont be out for another 5 years, and his brother is in Las Vegas."

"can you tell me souls families names?" I can't get myself to say the names of those horrible people!

"all I know is that his brother is named Wes Evans. I dont remember his mom or dads name... Just Evans."

"alright thank you that's all I need. I'll let you know if I find his family. I'll let myself out.". Officer Winslow leaves shutting the door. I really dont know his parents names... But I do know that his parents didn't do it... But his brother... His brother wasn't the nicest but wasn't evil either. Could his brother have kidnapped soul. I dont think so because that guy was after the girl.... I don't understand. Soul I need you to come back!

soul pov

I have been down here for days... Weeks... What has he done with her? I can't just sit here... I'm tied up with my hands behind my back. I would change into me scythe form but maka isn't here.... Maka.... Maybe I can change my arm and cut the rope.... I try but its no use. I haven't eaten. I have no strength. I dont know what to do. I hear the door open. I hear footsteps. Then I see Melanie. She has a knife .

"I'm going to get you out of here!". She cuts the rope. I rub my hands. She looks tired, hungry, thirsty, rough. How did she get down here?

"how?"

"when he took me up there he put me in a room. I was in there for awhile until he trusted me enough to be in the kitchen to cook for him. I-I... I poisoned him. I found it in one of the cupboards when I was trying to find vanilla. I put it in his cookies and milk." I look at her astonished. She looks guilty and depressed. I can't believe she did that! But I guess he deserved it. I know that sounds terrible.

"we need to get out of here"

"y-yeah um, follow me." I follow Melanie upstairs. We are in the kitchen she turns left and then out the front door. I see a glance of the guy on the couch. He looks like he is sleeping.

"wait we need to call 911." I go into the kitchen where I saw a phone on the wall. I call 911 and Melanie tells me the address and we leave. We call a taxi. We are far away from death city it takes us about 3 hours to get into death city. I miss my maka she is probably so worried. I can't wait to see her.

"here we are" Melanie says sad.

"what's wrong?"

"I have to go back to my brother. And I will go to jail for killing that man... I feel like I'm losing my mind." She looks at me crying. I hug her tight.

"you don't have to go back to your brother. Your old enough to live on your own. You can even live with me and maka if you have to. And you wont go to jail. They will drop the charges if you tell them why you did it. Your just fine." She stops crying and sits up. She wipes her tears away. When we get to our apartment complex she looks at me worried. "you can stay with me until you get a house of your own."

"thank you"

we walk to my door... I prepare myself for what's going to happen next. Then I knock. I hear footsteps and the door opens. I see maka. Her face tired. She rubs her eyes and looks at me again trying to make sense of what's going on. Melanie hides behind me. Her face lights up tears in her eyes. I smile. And throw my arms out to hug her. But then she faints. I laugh. I walk in with Melanie shutting the door. I look at maka and pick her up and bring her into her room and set her on her bed. I kiss her forehead. And put a blanket on her and leave. I make a bed for Melanie. It is now about 9:00. Melanie falls asleep fast. I go to my room and plop down on my bed and sigh. I am so happy to be home. Home sweet home.