A Dance With The Devil

Chapter 4: Awake

Souls P.O.V
" RUN!" Screamed my mom. I felt tears fall down my cheeks. I couldn't just leave her there. I was frozen stiff as I watched my mother and father get murdered before my very eyes. When they came towards me I ran. I bumped into a pair of green eyes. "Soul. Soul wake up! It's ok!" She screamed at me. Then I woke up. So it was just a dream. But where was I?
Maka's P.O.V
So I've decided I'm officially insane. This guy ate me and I'm sitting here trying to comfort him because he had a nightmare. What's wrong with me? "Who are you? Where am I?" He said. I think that's the most words I've heard him say. "What are you talking about? You're the one who pranced into my house, killed my papa, and slept in MY bed" now that I think about it I was kind of angry. " I did?" He said. Uh yea! What the hells wrong with him. Ok a lot of things are wrong with him. "I remember.......I've been lost for a long time. The worlds been so dark and now it's bright. Am I dead?" He asked. "No?" I said. We stayed quiet for a long time. "My names soul" he said. "Uh yah I'm Maka we've been through this already." Maybe he has amnesia. "Sorry I don't remember you" uh that's fine we just met anyway" more silence. "Why don't you stay here for a while?" I asked him. "Uh yea thanks" great because you have school starting tomorrow" I told him. He just groaned and laid back down. "Can I have a drink?" He asked "uh sure?" "Thanks it's just I have this vile taste in my mouth" he replied. What is he talking about? I wondered as I went to get crazy man a drink.
Souls P.O.V
I feel like I've been sleeping for so long and now I'm finally awake. I have this vile taste in my mouth. Like.......blood? Wait how the hell would I know what blood tastes like? "Here" said the girl who I think said her name was maka. "Now go take a shower" she ordered. I then realized how bad I stank. It's strange. The taste in my mouth. The smell of my body. It all reminded me of corpses. She waited for me to take a drink then shoved me into her bathroom and handed me a towel. I took off my clothes and cranked the water up high. I guess I was in there for a long time because eventually maka knocked on the door asking if I was still alive. "Yea. I'm getting out" I shouted back to her as I began drying my fluffy white hair. I wonder. What would someone do in this situation?

Ohayo!
So I realized like four people are reading this! Hooray! Anyway feel free to leave any suggestions on what I should do with this story because I'm just kind of winging it.
Sayonara