Madness [ Claire Sequel ]

Chapter 19

Kira's POV

I woke to Arika's gentle, shaking voice. I grunted and stepped out of the open car door, took out our suitcases, and Arika morphed back into a human.

"I thought you said no sleeping this time." Arika grumbled. I shrugged, too tired to say anything. We walked in silence for a while, waiting for the exhaustion to fade from my mind so I could analyze the situation.

I yawned and stretched, stopping for only a moment before continuing on the path. "Where are we?" I asked, my eyes closed. Last I knew, I was being carried by Soul to my house. Arika grunted. "There it is! The Academy! Boy is it a sight for sore eyes!" She exclaimed.

My eyes opened wide, and there I saw the Academy in all it's clean glory. Did that mean...? "Oh." I whispered to myself. It had all been a very realistic dream.

I scoffed. What a way to dampen a girl's spirits.

With a torn confidence, I handed Arika my bag and wasted no time going to the infirmary, repeating the same process I had in the dream in hopes of the same result.

Within thirty minutes, I discovered I was truly one month pregnant. I left the infirmary and went to the Death Room. There, I saw Lord Death, Spirit, Tyler, Soul, Maka, Black Star, Tsubaki, Death, Liz, and Patty. I approached Lord Death first and explained to him that u was pregnant with Soul's child.

Exactly like in my dream, Lord Death demanded everyone leave the room. But Soul hadn't tried to hug me and, even now that we were alone, he kept his distance and didn't make eye contact.

"Whatever this is, can we make it quick?" Soul spat, making me cringe. I suddenly realized that Arika didn't come with me; she took our bags to our house.

I gulped, trembling uncontrollably. I ended up asking myself if I should drop the news on him or elaborate slowly, and wound up dropping the news on him.

"Soul, I'm pregnant... With your child..." I whispered, my voice unconvincingly weak. Soul glared at me, analyzing me, though I noticed he visibly paled. After a moment, Soul scoffed.

"You sure the baby's not Trevor's?" He hissed, turning his back on me and walking out. I gasped in a tiny breath, hoping this was another too-realistic dream, but something told me it wasn't. Something told me this was all real, and I couldn't go back and change anything now.

Rejection never had been my strong point, but how could Soul do this to me! To us! I knew he knew this was his child! It was as if he simply wanted to hold a grudge.

To hell with him! I'm tough and strong; I don't need a man to watch out for me. I can handle my own, and I'd much rather my child be raised with a single mother than with a father who doesn't believe the child is his.

The doors opened, and I felt the rush of cold air. Though the breeze was weak, it almost knocked me off my feet. Someone wrapped their arm around my back, supporting me.

"Are you alright?" Death asked. All I could say was, "He doesn't believe me." Death and Black Star looked confused, which told me that Soul didn't tell anyone what happened.

Death stayed with me until Arika came back, who then helped me to my house, where I numbly made us dinner, ate, and collapsed in bed.

I knew Arika was worried, but all I wanted to do was sleep and forget everything that happened between Soul and I.

Then, as I lay half-asleep, a grand idea sparked in my mind.

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Death's POV

I shoved my hands in my pockets, watching as the others left. I needed to speak with my father, which I was sure he knew.

We were both quiet for a while, before I broke the silence. "What's wrong with Kira, dad?" I asked.