You stood there, panting in rage in the rain. This was fucking ridiculous. You trusted him and, and he just stabbed you in the back! Kid stood up, putting his arm on your shoulder. Rage rushed through you with his touch. You whipped your shoulder back and stormed away, going to the main counter, ordering a meal, and leaving. You mumbled in rage as you walked home and cursed every foul word you knew at Kid. "Fucking acts like a kid that's for sure."
You had finally reached home and unlocked the door, stepping into the comforting warmth of your apartment. You plopped yourself onto the couch and opened up the bag of hot delicacies, warming your nostrils and making you feel slightly happier. You thought of turning on the telivision but decided that eating to the sound of the on-going thunderstorm would probably help you relax more. With every bite of the meal, sorrows turned into drowsiness and by the last bite, you were barely able to keep your eyes open. You placed the plastic container on the small wooden table infront of you, got comfortable on the couch and fell asleep.
'ugh.... how long... was i... asleep?' Your eyes drifted open and you saw that the clock had read 8:17pm. You got up off the couch and placed the garbage from the earlier feast in the trash. You had no nothing to do, a rare sight, and you decided that there wasn't really anything to do besides watch TV. You gently went to pick up the TV remote when your phone started buzzing.
Buzzzzzz Buzzzzzzzz Buzzzzzzzzzz.... You tapped the home button and the screen came to life, seing a message on the screen, you groaned and had to decide to look or ignore it.
17 Messages From: Kid <3 :)
You slid your finger across the screen and punched in your password, the screen then automatically bringing you to the 17 text messages that had been sent to you while you slept.
Babe!!!! D:
I can explain!
You don't know the whole story!
Please call me and I can explain! );
Please, I know you're mad but don't ignore me!
Babe! PLEASSSSSSE call me! I'm worried!
The messages went on and on about how you should call him. Did you want to? Fuck no. Where you going to? Hell NAH. That boy broke your heart and stomped it into the dust. There was no way that you were just gonna let him back into your life Scott free. He had to feel pain to. The messages had shown pain but, hey, texts can be deceiving. You put your phone back down on the table and finally got the remote in hand and put on your favorite show. It made you laugh and that was all you needed right at this moment.
~Time Skip to 3:30 AM~
You yawned and decided to call it a night. You had the day off tomrrow and thought a little beauty sleep would be good if you were going to go man hunting in the morning. You slipped your weary body off the couch and slid into bed, falling asleep into deep rich dreams.
~ZE NEXT MORNING~
You had woken up and oddly you had felt really refreshed. the clock had flashed 10:00 AM, and you got out of bed. You rushed into the bathroom, pampering yourself in heavy makeup and an outfit that had shown off your beautiful body. You made sure that your face was perfect and you smiled, no man could resist THIS HOT PIECE OF BOOTY. (Sorry to much?) You stepped out into your living room, deciding to get breakfast somewhere in town, and you slipped on your finally dry converse. You opened the door, to another day of downpour but not even that could bring you down. You stepped out onto the covered deck and looked down, noticing that something had hit your foot. You picked up the mysterious object and opened up the box to find something that ran shocks throughout your entire mind and body.
A beautiful rose ring.
The deep, scarlet, rose-shaped gem sat upon a band of black gems. This was so beautiful, never mind having to be super expensive. Then it hit you. How did it even get here? Who sent it to you? Well obviously Kid had sent it but you looked in the box to make sure. On the cover of the box, you saw a little note written.
Yo,
I thought of you when I had saw this. The rose reminds me of you because the flower can be the most beautiful thing, but if put in the wrong hands, the flower can loose it's beauty and fierceness. Whatever you do, don't show this note to anyone. If you want help with your plan, call me. My number is on the back of the paper. Would be happy to help.
Sincerly,
Soul~
The note rang through your mind and you couldn't for the life of you figure out what this cursed plan was. Thinking about it, you realized that you were with Kid, and Maka was Soul's partner. It was obvious. Soul was gonna hang out with you so he could make Maka jealous and so that you could make Kid jealous. But something still tugged at you. If this was all gonna be an act to make the others jealous, why would he give you such a beautiful present? This at the moment didn't matter, but you smirked wickedly, went back inside and picked up your phone. The line rang a few times before finally picking up.
"Soul?" You asked softly into the phone.
You heard a dark chuckle from the other side of the line. "Ah, (name) I have been expecting your call."
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