The Romeo and Juliet of Death City

by lostinyourgaze123

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon when Maka Albarn and Soul Eater were making their way to Death Weapon Meister Academy for extracurricular lessons with the professor, Dr. Frankenstein. But a fatal car crash sends Soul into depression and trying to find way to turn back the clock. Even if it means turn to a witch for help. But will his way of bringing back the lost be in vain?

3. It Cant Be True

thank you SO MUCH to those people who review the last chapter and favorited on . You all have a special place in my heart. (not being weird) So please enjoy the next chapter of the ongoing tale of love and regrets. I present, THE NEXT CHAPTER.

(sorry I just wanted to be dramatic)

SOUl'S POV

My eyes slowly open and I realize that I'm in a hospital bed and Black Star, Tsubaki, Kid and the Thompson sisters are standing all around me. My throat feels dry and my face is puffy from crying. The first thing that comes to mind is Maka. "Wheres Maka?" I suddenly say and the gang shudders. Liz, Tubaki, and Patti all start sobbing and Black Star lowers his head. "Soul, you might not want to hear this, and will probably disagree with me, but,.." Black Star suddenly cuts off. "Maka... Maka is... dead..." he finally says quietly. Silence hits the room and all you can hear are the monitors and sniffling coming from the girls. The next thing I know is that I'm drowning in a puddle of my own tears, even though cool guys don't cry, but this is Maka! She can't be... dead. Can she? No, Maka is to strong to be dead. I suddenly jumped out of bed and slammed the door open, all while my friends were staring at me and Kid ran after me. "Soul! What the hell are you doing?" Kid yelled as he tried to catch up to me. I ran to the front desk and asked where her room was and the lady gave me a strange look, but said it was room 145. I quickly thanked her and sped down the hallway and made a left to hallway E. Kid was hot on my tail catching up to me at lightning speed. Damn reaper. I soon made it to Maka's room to only see a very depressed Death Scythe kneeling at the side of a corps covered with a blanket. My heart dropped even though I knew she was dead, the fact was inevitable. But the little demon inside of me kept on bombarding the truth with insane thoughts. "Shes not really dead Soul, shes just taking a little nap." He said in his smooth demonic voice. "A nap? Can I join in the slumberparty?" I ask the demon. Ok, I was loosing my mind. I quickly rush over to the bed, while Spirit looks at me with grief stricken eyes, with face puffy and red from crying. I take the edge of the white sheet covering Maka's face and peer down at the horrid site. Maka's face was cut up and bruised beyond recognition. She only had a light hospital gown on and her hair was tangled and blood stained. I almost threw up from shock and disbelief of the tragic event. Kid sped into the room and spun me around to face him. "Soul, you need to stop. There is nothing you can do to bring her back." He shouted. "I also dont want her gone. You arent the only one grieving here!" He said through sobbs. I could tell that Kid was also crying. My head felt light again and the nauseas feeling returned. The last thing I remember before blacking out again is Kid telling me he loved Maka, and missed her too. But I was already out.

Sorry for such an ubrupt ending! It is 12 in the morning and I am still writting this so sorry for spelling errors and my battery is about to die so I cant talk much. Sorry

-lostinyougaze123