Understand Me

Chapter 8: lost without you

Soul's POV:

It has been about a week since the accident happened and Maka hasn't woken up. I visit her at the hospital whenever I can. Sometimes when I visit her I burst into tears. Stein says that her condition is getting worse and worse and this leads to some nights when I cry myself to sleep but I still have hope.

I wake up to another Maka-less morning and do the usual stuff before I go to school. I hop on my motorcycle and head to the DWMA. I walk up the steps to the door and head into class crescent moon.

"Hey soul!" Black*star calls. "Do you miss your god?"

"I'm not in the mood right now." I answer annoyed. I sit down at my desk. The class begins. I don't listen at all I don't even care anymore. I just sit back and think about Maka.

Will she live? She has to! I haven't even gotten the chance to tell her that I love her. I'm not going to let her just die. She will live.

The bell rings for lunch and I sit among my friends but since the incident I don't exactly talk to them much anymore. They try to get me into conversations but I usually just ignore it and continue to eat my food.

"Hey Soul, even though you were there when she got stabbed does not mean it was your fault, so stop blaming yourself. Liz says comforting me. I don't answer.

"Come on talk to us." Kid pleads. "I feel as if I have not heard your voice in ages." I don't answer again, I can't take it. I stand up and leave the table and head out of the dining room. I walk down the halls of the DWMA pulling myself together when a familiar door catches my eye. I turn around and face the door and look into the room through the slightly opened door.

This is the place we first met. I think to myself as I open the door and examine the room. The piano is still there and so are the pictures but there are now some portraits have ben added. I notice that one of them is of Maka and I. We are standing next to each other in a position that brings off our main personalities. I'm laid back and cool while Maka is playful and uptight. Maka is also showing off one of one of the cutest smiles I have seen from her.

"Oh, all the things I would give up to see her smile again." Say to myself in sadness. I turn around and walk over to the piano brushing the keys as I sit down. My hands press the keys as I Let out my emotions in one of my dark songs. I play pushing the keys harder and harder as playing the song begins to hurt . All my thoughts dance around to the song making the process worse but I still keep playing my piece.

I wish you could hear me. I wish that you knew how I felt. Why did it have to be this way. Those thoughts and feelings keep getting worse as the song gets faster and I know I have to calm down but I keep playing for her.

By the time the song is over my fingers are practically bruised and I missed a few minutes of class but I don't care. I head out of the room and back into the hall to my next class. I open the door and take a seat like nothing happened.

"Soul, you're late." Sid says stiff and angrily.

"Sorry." I answer ignoring his tone and all the stares I'm getting from my classmates and friends. I lean back into my chair as the lecture begins.

Authors note:
I feel as if these chapters alternate from being eh to pretty good but what do you think?

-Carmen