Memory Status: Lost (SoulxMaka FanFic)

Chapter 12: Maka

I can't believe what I just did.

Soul, the boy who I love, hates me, and what do I do? I kick him out! Great going, Maka.

I don't feel like doing anything. I feel like staying at home, sleeping, and crawling into a hole. I mean, I am such an idiot. How do you get the boy you love? Kick him out. How do you get someone to regain his memory of you? Kick him out. How do you save the boy you love from utter self-destruction? Kick him out.

Tsubaki and Liz barge in a few hours later without knocking.

Tsubaki, being Tsubaki, sits down next to me, and gives me a hug. Liz, being Liz, begs for all of the nitty gritty details.

"So? Has anything happened with his memory? How is he? Where is he?"

I stay silent through Liz's interrogation of me and look at my shoes. I silently remind myself to thank Tsubaki for now being a drama-loving Gossip Queen.

Then Liz gets a grip on reality and realizes that I'm not in the gossiping mood. "Maka! What's wrong?"

I swallow and stare downwards.

Tsubaki rubs my back knowingly. I have a feeling she motioned for Liz to go away, because seconds later, Liz walks out of the room.

"Maka... you can tell me, you know. I won't force the words out of you, but if you need to talk, I can. I will. I can see you need a friend. Something happened with Soul, didn't it?"

Something rises in my throat, and I release a sob, and Liz peeks in. She sees the tears forming in my eyes, and, disregarding Tsubaki's order, comes over and sits on my other side. "'S'okay, Maka. I know it doesn't feel like it, but it will be." Liz's clear voice coos as tears fall one after the other in rapid succession down my cheeks.

I can't even think straight anymore because of the warring emotions bombarding me. How am I supposed to get through this? The one person I have who truly understands me hates me. A bone-chilling thought dawns on me.

Is he faking it just to get me out of his hair? Is he? What if I was just too much of a burden for him to take on. I'm just a dead weight who can't do anything without him, so why would he need me? I don't understand...

Quickly, I describe everything leading up to me kicking Soul out, running out of breath.

Tsubaki hugs me tightly when I finish. "I'm sorry, Maka."

Liz says something to a similar effect, but I was only half-listening. The ringing in my ears begins overpowering my thoughts. I can no longer form a coherent thought. All I know is that I'm not enough for the new Soul.

Sometime, later, they leave me sitting in the dark of my room. Not long after, I move over to Soul's still Soul-ified room. He still has stacks on top of stacks of undone homework, sheet music, and unused school books. I plop myself onto his bed and just sit there, numb.

I'm not sure how long I sit there. It isn't until dawn that I move from my spot. I dress in a pink t-shirt and a navy blue mini skirt. My hair goes into its traditional pigtails. I leave the apartment not long after I finish getting ready. I walk aimlessly around Death City for a few hours and then decide to go to DWMA.

I find the assignment board after a few minutes of walking without a destination and decide to take a look. I see a perfect mission for me and... oh. I can't take a mission... or can I?

I dial Soul's number, and my finger hovers over the CALL button. Oh, screw it. I slam my thumb down on the button, and I press the phone to my ear. It goes to voicemail after two rings. He denied the call. Crap.

"Hey, uh, Soul. I found a mission for us. Call me back. Bye." I end the call and shove the phone into my right back pocket, frustrated. What should I do? I can't do anything without a partner...

And then something catches my eye as I stand in the DWMA hallway.

I furrow my brow and shout to the figure across the hall. "Sofie!"

The tall, blonde girl turns toward me, a smile on her face. The grin turns into a scowl when she sees me. "What do you want, bitch?"

I throw a hand over my heart in false offense. "Oh, I'm the bitch?"

"Who else would sabotage my chances with Soul? You're the reason why he broke up with me."

"And that is my fault how? It's in no way, shape, or form my fault that Soul liked me better than you."

She raises a brow. "Really?"

My heart skips a beat as I realize the truth. I knew my instinct was right about her... "It was you... wasn't it?"

She cocks her head to the left. "Whatever do you mean, Maka?"

"You did it to Soul! His amnesia is your fault!" I shout, which turns a few heads. I widen my eyes and continue. "You're a witch! No one else could wipe a person's memory, especially not a human!"

Sofie twitches. She takes a step back, and she sprints past me, out the front door of DWMA.

Heh. Bitch is a witch. I guess it's true.