Secrets revealed

Chapter 8

After a long detailed conversation- with Blair- I had learned that Maka had a horrible family life. Has lived on her own with Blair for quite a long time.

I learned that she has trust issues. Is bullied at school. Has no friends. Has major OCD And does everything to keep the apartment going.

I also found that she has great depression.

Opening her bedroom door I found her on her bed with closed eyes listening to music. Her body laying on top of the messy bed.

Smiling I climbed on top of the covers and reached for her earbuds. Pulling out one of her earbuds I placed it in my ear.

*punk goes pop- volume 3-paper planes*

I cautiously moved above her. Placing the palms of my hands on the bed covers next to her head. With one leg between and one next to hers I started to study her face. Without realizing what I was doing I started to lean forward. Slowly dropping my forehead on top of hers, I watched as her breathing started to rush.

Disconnecting our foreheads, her breathing slowed down. Smirking I leaned farther in, so that I was now breathing on her lips. Her breathing practically stopped. I didn't notice that she had opened her eyes because I was so focused on her lips. I stopped breathing on her lips just as her head connected with mine. Our lips were together for a few seconds. Looking up as far up as I could. I saw that her eyes were infact squeezed shut.

Slowly pulling away I could hear her start to move from under me. Now back farther, her eyes opened. She smiled but stopped before pushing me over. She pulled her legs toward her then shot them out over me. Jumping off the bed she raced to the window.

Following her I hugged her from behind."what's wrong" she practically jumped in my arms as she turned around. "Nothing, but you need to hide"

"What?"

"Hide. Now"

Doing as she told I let my arms fall from behind her as she started moving towards the door. "Maka" she turned towards me keeping one hand on the door. "What soul"

"Who's that?" I asked pointing to a red haired man getting out of a black car. He then pulled a small girl with white hair out of the back seat.

"My father, now get down before he sees you" but she spoke to late. The red-haired man holding the girl had already looked up at me through the window. I could see his expression change- from slightly happy, to fully out outraged.