To say that she was depressed, was nothing compared to what she felt.
she channelled her pain against him, calling him out in the harshest of ways, pissing him off more and more.
"It's ALL YOUR FAULT! IDIOT!"
she cried out, and threw the nearest thing at his head, which was her already broken glass.
It aimed at his head, but he quickly dodged it, and gave her a look, his eyebrows knitted, his red eyes narrowed.
"Maka..."
she just glared, gripping the sides of the counter, and the dinning table, her body lowering her to the floor, tears spilling down her face.
"Soul...S-Soul..."
she sobbed, shaking, she looked up at him, fear written in her eyes.
he was taken aback, his hand reaching out to her, he yanked it back softly, looking at her sadly.
"Maka, I-I thought you didn't care if I were to start dating again..."
he bent down to her eye level.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
she hollered, and forced her hands up, pushing him with all her force to the floor.
his eyes widened.
"SOUL...I..." she tried to keep her horribly mad face, and clenched her tiny fists.
"I..."
'say it! say you hate him!'
She shook her head, her bottom lip quivering.
she had never felt this way before.
after all...walking in on Soul with another girl strangled in his hold, hovering over her in bed, his trademark smark over his face, and that look in his eyes.
she could picture it all over again.
she opened her mouth, horrified.
she was too distraught to even try to stay strong anymore.
without him...
she was nothing.
Soul watched her quietly, as she stood there, her head now lowered.
she shook her head again, and stepped over him, running to the door.
"Maka!"
the door slammed.
and Soul was left in silence.
"Damn"