Chapter 5
Souls P.O.V
The moon slowly set, its laughter getting sleepier and sleepier. I sat down on a park bench near a fountain, burring my head in my hands. She could be anywhere.
"Sir?" A voice said behind me. I looked to my side, turning around, to see Maka looking right at me, her blue eyes cold.
"Maka?" I asked, standing up in shock. She appraised me coolly.
"Do I know you?" She asked, her pigtails bouncing on her head as she tilted it.
"Maka, its me! Soul!" I said, hyper with relief. Her eyebrows raised, her eyes bored.
"I do not know any one named Maka or Soul, sorry." She said, placing a gloveless hand on her hip. I narrowed my eyes. This wasn't Maka. I didn't know who she was, but she looked exactly like Maka. My head spun with confusion.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Lucy. Lucy Albarn."
Makas P.O.V
I laid down on the straw bed, the lumpy pillow under my head. Jace was giving me a headache. He was just always around. He never really talks, just here and there, but he expects things from every one. I shut my eyes, wishing Soul was here. Soul. Im sorry. I sighed, sitting up. I had to get through this. I grabbed my bag from off of the floor, pulling it up, and rummaging through it. My items clattered together, making a mess. I didn't care. I pulled out my leather bound journal and my scythe pen, and started writing. It helped calm me. Somewhere in the middle of the entry, I started crying. I cursed the tears that tumbled out of my eyes. I had to get past this, past him. I had to….forget. I had to. I needed a witch.
Authors Note:
Sorry for the short chapter, I'll get a longer one out soon. Thanks for reading!