She gave them a warm smile.
Although it was fake...
Maka walked away from her friends as they said good-bye. She was now 18. She wore a loose T-shirt and red shorts. She then had Soul's yellow and black sweater over-top. She had her hair down. She smiled at those that smiled at her as she walked.
Even if it hurt her to do so...
Maka turned and stopped infront of the cemetery. She took a breath before walking in. She walked, looking over all the tombstones, names flashing before her eyes before she spotted the one she was looking for. She sat on the ground infront of the tombstone, her hands on her bulging stomach.
With the child that they created together...
Maka traced his name with a finger. She gave a real smile. Talking to him about what happened as if he was right beside her. When sat there for hours. She knew it was unhealthy.
But it didn't stop the pain from happening...
She finally stood up, her hand on top of the tombstone. She felt her tears spilling from her eyes, running down her cheeks. He had died to save her.
Without knowing how much it hurt her...
She never got to tell him.
That their love created life...
With a shaken breath she turned and walked away, stopping the sobs that threatened to rip from her. She missed him...She loved him...She wanted him back...
Soul Eater Evans
Death Scythe
Friend
Lover
And Father