Can't Lose My Cool (Soul Eater)

Alcohol Over Ice-Cream

I have been at Soul's house for a week now. All I ever do is feel bad for myself. I know the perfect plan for getting better.

"Soul!' I yelled.

"Coming!" He quickly strode into the living room where I was lying on the counch curled up into a blanket watching American Horror Story.

"Hey I have an Idea!" I said sitting up, "Lets go to a bar tonight." Im already 22 and a responsable drinker. Whoever said alcohol doesnt solve depression.

"Maka, you never drink." He said raising an eyebrow.

"Well I think tonight is a perfect night to go drinking together. Plus you drink a lot right? Oh yea I remeber all the times you came into school with a hangover, at least you screw a few girls everytime right?!"

"What the hell Maka! I don't do that anymore." He was about to get up and leave.

"Alright alright I'm sorry." I pouted as cute as possible, "But Soul im super depressed and eating all this ice cream to make me feel better is making me fat."

"Maka you have been living here for two weeks, I told you I was going to take care of you." sighing he got up and sat down really close to me. So close I could smell the mouthwash in his breath.

"You will get drunk so fast, and boys will take advantage of are pretty drunk girl with a broken heart."

"Good!" I can feel the fires of hate burning through my soul. "A rebound sounds wonderful."

"You're fucking hopeless, ya know that?" he said surprisingly angerly and then got up and left for his room. Of course he slammed his door as loud as possible.

What the hell? You know what he doesnt matter! I'm going to get dead drunk and like it! I picked up  my keys and ran to the front door grabbing my purse on the way. I slammed the door loud enough to make it clear to Soul that I was leaving him here.

*At the bar*

I walked into the "Bar de la Beer" the name was almost as bad as it smelled in the place. Too bad this was the only bar in town so it was my only option. The smell of desperation was overwhelming me so I decided to order a drink.

"A shot of you're strongest!" I yelled at the bar tender. He knodded and picked up a glass with a grean and red Mexican label. He poured it into a regular sized drinking glass and pushed it down the table in my direction. I caught the glass in my shaking hands. Anyone in the whole place could tell that I had never had enything stronger than an orange soda. I just looked at my glass for a while playing with the mixing staw when I dediced to let go. All I need is a rebound after Kid. I gave my life to that bastard! He cheated on me!!! So you know what, im feeling a little bit naughty. With that thought burning in my mind I choked down the whole entire glass, and after that, three more.

I feel so good! My mind is tired but happy. I cant seem to remeber why I drank so much or as a matter of fact why I am here. This does feel so good I could almost....

"Why hello there sexy." A man said sitting himself next to me.

"I would offer to order you a drink but it looks like you're drunk enough for me already" He had the most quirky smile I have ever seen.

"Since I did your job why dont you do mine." I managed to get out sounding the least slurrish I can.

"What job is that my lady?" He winked at me. "Maybe we can discuss it at my apartment?"

"Sounds great." I scooted my chair back and tried to get up. I managed to fail at standing and that guy caught me. Wait whats his name? Did I even see his face, or was I looking at my drink, which tasted to good after a while I might add.

*Click*

He opened the door of his apartment for me. What a gentleman. I can feel my state of mind slipping. I cant remeber my middle name. Who who and why?.... what!?

"Baby I am here to make you feel better." He said smoothly.

"I dont even have your name...." Or did he tell me already?

"Thats not important, but here take this." He handed me a glass of some reddish liquid, I think its wine.

I managed to drink the whole thing without a single breath. Professional drinker over here everyone! I think I smiled at my joke.....

"Why dont you go into my bedroom, its just around the corner." He said while unbuttoning his shirt.

"Sure, dont take to long." I winnked, and then stubbled my heels on the way  to the bedroom.

I layed down under the covers in nothing but my bra. I think I hear a.........

*The next morning*

My head hurts, a lot. I feel like I want to throw up my guts along with my entire soul. Hold on. I got up and realized I was almost naked... Oh no! Shit!!!!!

"Did I?!?!?!"

"No you did not." Soul said walking into the bedroom.

"Soul why are you here? Wait is this your apartment? Are you the guy who picked me up?"

"Maka that 'wine' I gave you, it was drugged. I didnt want you to regret any drunk decisions you would make so I picked you up."

"Well thanks." Wow. Wow. Wow. I feel so bad that he had to do that for me. Wait, why did he?

"Maka, I dont want anyone to ruin your innocence."

"Yea um.. thanks for looking out for me."

"No one but me is going to take that away from you." He just smiled and left.

This was the point in which I realised I was almost naked, and had a really bad hangover.

I promise I'm not going to give up this story! All of you fans should be greatfull, I decided to continue writing chapters because I miss someone a lot. So maybe if I make you guys happy I can be happy! Anyway the weekend is approaching so possible more chapters! Pretty please give me your support becuase I have almost no motivation without you fans! I love you all!

-The problematic creator