Blood splatters. The ground is soaked. I'm covered in it. It's in my hair, it's on my hands, it is every where, but where it is supposed to be. She lies far away. I'm running to get to her. I'm too late. Lifeless eyes stare blankly into mine.

These are the images that replay in my mind.

Everything, everyone reminds me of her. On the day of her funeral, I didn't cry, I didn't talk or say a speech. All I did was watch; I watched people cry and sob. I carried the casket and watch as my partner was buried. Part of my wanted to dig her back up and shake her to life, but I knew that wouldn't work.

When I made it back to the apartment we'd share, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I broke, something snapped and I blacked out. When I finally became aware again, the room was chaos, our small living room looked like an animal had torn it up, but it was me, I was the animal. That's right, let go. Set your self free. What's with this voice, it is annoying. The girl is gone. No need to prolong your suffering, end it here. Looks like the madness is coming back, but it does have a point. There is no life without her. That's right; you won't have to deal with what could have been. What is it talking about? This is getting really annoying. I need to clear my head.

People gave me looks of sympathy, and when I passed by some groups, they stopped talking and stared. Some even looked at me like I was a bomb, touch the wrong wire and I would explode. This was stupid, how did I deal with it before. Oh, that's right, I always had my meister. I needed to get away from here, from the people who remind me of her.

I took a trip to a beach, somewhere. I'm not sure where, but it must be in Mexico since I met up with Black Star and Tsubaki. They saw me first and Black Star made his big entrance on my table at the little cafe where I sat.

"Hey, Soul!" They both seemed very happy, but they had been gone for three months and hadn't heard the bad news, yet.

"So, where's Maka?" Tsubaki asked with the sweet smile and voice she always had. I didn't say anything, but my face must have shown something, because she gave me a confused look.

"Maka…" Fear crowded at the back of her eyes. "Maka is dead."

It took a moment for the words to sink in, but soon her eyes filled with tears. And Black Star, who of course wasn't listening to a word that anyone had said asked, "What's the matter, Tsubaki, my greatness too much for you?" Obviously the wrong question to ask at that moment, because next thing you know Black Star got himself a face full of hand.

"Shut up, if you would listen to anyone but yourself, you would know MAKA IS DEAD!" This stopped Black Star in his tracks. I hadn't heard Tsubaki raise her voice, but once and it was enough to put me in my place. She then collapsed on the floor and started to sob uncontrollably.

"Is it true, Soul?"

"Would I lie?"

"No, not about this." I got up to leave, but he stopped me. "Take care of yourself and let the dead rest."

Maybe the water would help clear my head. She always thought the waves were calming. I headed towards the sand, leaving Black Star to calm down Tsubaki, but veered left when I saw the cliff. The view was amazing, something she would have loved. Go ahead, jump and join her. Not this again. Start where you left off with her. Where were she and I going? What could have been? I'll show you… Images flashed threw my mind. Hands holding, a first kiss, a wedding, and a baby. What is this? This is the life you could have had with Maka Albarn. It hurts, like my heart is being ripped out. It looks so happy. Why did she die?

"Maka!"

That was my last word as I threw myself off the cliff. I didn't feel the splash when I hit, because by then my soul was already gone. Only darkness greeted me when it was over and that voice. Suicides don't get to go to heaven. Better luck next time, kid. Those last words killed me deep inside. Never again would I see my wonderful Maka.