SoMa Instagram Drabbles

by mAD aS ThE PhaNTom

I had my Instagram followers send me words and I were to write little drabbles for them. Words ranging from something that I can come with in a flash to "how am I supposed to write a drabble with this word?" Current: 'Panic' Soul has to make a choice that could change his life forever. Warning: Drabbles may be slightly cracky, may contain lemons Rated T-M SoMa

10. Drabble 10: 'Love'

Drabble 10: 'Love'

I kept running. The rain beat heavily down my back but I didn't care. Maka just called me and told me that her dad found out about us and that she was carrying my child. Her house was half a mile from mine but I kept running. I had to save her before it was too late. I finally arrived and she ran out, her face, arms; her whole body was covered in bruises and cuts. She embraced me.

"We have to run." She nods and we did. We started running for our very lives. That's when the gunshots rang out. I looked behind me and saw her dad chase us. I panicked and picked Maka up and I continued to run. "AGH!" I collapsed. I got hit in the leg but I kept running until we made our way back to my house. I had packed everything and we made our way to my car and we drove. I looked to see you in tears.

"Soul, you need to get that checked." I nod as we made our way to Stein's place. He stitched up my wound and we were on our way. I drove us out of Death City for good. For nine months, we spent every waking moment together. I loved her...I knew I loved her when I first met her. I kissed her every day, showing my affection in many ways. However, when the doctor came back with news that she died during childbirth, I was devastated.

They did, however told me our daughter had survived. When I looked at our baby girl, I see her in her emerald green eyes. Five years later, Emmy and I were visiting her grave and she asked me what her mom was like. I smiled and kissed her little cheek, holding her hand and leading her out of the cemetery. "Have I got a story for you,"