Soul X Maka: Please Keep Loving Me

Save Us

Soul POV

"Soul honey wake up!" Some calls to me from my sleep. "Rouse yourself Darling." I sit up and open my eyes. Its mom.

"Mom?" I ask trying to wake up.

"Hey sweetie. I'm just here to check on ya!" Mom smiles.

"Oh. My side?" I point to the bandage. She nods.

"Yes dear. I need to check on it real quick." I pull up my shirt to let her see. She takes of the bandage, I yelp in pain as she pulls out one of the stitches along with the bandage. "Oh sorry!"

"Its OK mom." I sit there as she examines the wound.

"Why does dad hate me?" I finally ask.

"He doesn't!"

"Then why did he beat me?"

"Oh he only has anger issues!"

"I have anger issues but I don't beat my family!" Mom sits there in silence.

"So your father told me you... Killed Wes?"

"Y-yeah.." I force myself to speak.

"Why?" She asks with pain.

"He. Was killing kids. And was going to kill me and take maka.". Mom just nods. "I'm sorry!" She nods again. I can only see her left side of her face. As she turns her head a little and I see gauze on her cheek.

"Mom! What happened?!"

"Your father had a blow out again." She smiles painfully.

"He hurt you. But why?"

"I had to take the beating! A child couldn't handle it!"

"Mia?!"

"She is OK though!" Mom assured me.

"He hurt you bad."

"I'm OK baby boy!" She pats my head.

"Why has he always hurt you and me?!"

"Oh h-"

"Stop making excuses for him!" I interrupt her. "He has always hurt you and me! Not wes because he was 'perfect'! But I wasn't so he beat me! Your son! Do you understand that?!"

"I uh uh-"

"He hurt you because you didnt want me hurt! So you sacrificed yourself for me! He hurt us both so much! And now mia! She is my daughter and I do not want her to go though what I did!" I yell tears welding up in my eyes.

"I know my boy. But he won't let me even talk to him let al-"

"Please save us. At least save mia! She can't go through what I did! Please mom!" I beg. She does not say anything for awhile.

"Remember the time that you got your head stuck in a bucket? And i had to get you out?! Or that time our Butler played in the snow with you because I couldn't! You had so much fun!" She laughs

"I got my head stuck because dad threw it at me and I couldn't get it off. And you couldn't play with us because dad broke your leg. Remember that?"

"I don't remember.." She responds.

"That's because you only remember the good stuff, because you blocked out all the bad with excuses. But I'm the opposite. I can only remember that bad because they were so haunting for me!" I yell waiting for mom to make another excuse for father.

"I block them for a reason soul." I stare at her. After she puts the bandage back on she pulls my shirt down pats my head and stands up. She brushes off her dress.

"Bye bye pumpkin! Mommy loves you!" She walks out he door and shuts it. She is really good at hiding pain a depression with a smile. I wish I was as good as her. I'm only half as good, not even. Poor mother. Poor mia. And maka. I'm sorry everyone. Maka I hope your still coming.