Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-108.56.231.106-20191020224916/@comment-108.56.231.106-20191027182927

So, new stuff!

Since I ended last time with a pause (one of those things where the chapter doesn't end, but there's like three asterisks *** ? That sort of thing) there's no 'Previously', so if there are any people with short-term memory, you'll have to go to the last time I posted my FanFic (as of this comment, it is eight comments above this one).

So here is the next part:

'''The sky was way too beautiful for such a sad evening. '''

  It was a mixture of orange, pink and indigo streaks, with multiple fluffy clouds drifting around.

''' The gorgeous sight was almost too much. For some reason, it made Sophie even sadder.'''

'''When she’d arrived back at Havenfield, she’d said nothing to Grady who was working in the pastures. On seeing Sophie, Grady said nothing, didn’t even ask what was wrong. Just wrapped her in a hug, and told her that if she needed him, he was inside. '''

 He’d then left, and given her some space to think.

'''It wasn’t distant of Grady to not say anything. He’d known that she needed alone time.'''

'''Sophie had gone over to the Panakes tree to sit. '''

 So that’s where she was - sitting under Calla’s tree and playing with a few fallen Panakes blossoms - when she saw Keefe.

 She stood up shakily - still upset -, confused.

' Oh. Edaline must have hailed him. Sophie realized.'

''' Keefe’s reaction to Sophie’s state was similar to Grady’s - he said nothing. Just rushed toward her and pulled her into a hug. '''

It felt really good.

  “Sophie, are you okay?”

Sophie stepped back, and shook her head, a few tears still rolling down her cheeks.

''' Keefe sat down on the ground, motioning for Sophie to join him. '''

'''When she did, he asked “What’s going on? Did Fitz. . . did Fitz say something?”'''

'''  Sophie sat and shrugged miserably, because he did and he didn’t. She leaned her head on Keefe’s shoulder.'''

“Do you want to talk about it?” Keefe asked, putting one tentative arm around Sophie.

 She didn’t pull away.

But Sophie’s voice wasn’t cooperating so she settled on transmitting instead.

'I told him what happened. . .'' Sophie started, carefully, so that she wouldn’t start sobbing again, like she had when she finally got under Calla’s tree. '''

'He said. . . he said he couldn't do it. I think we’re done. At least. . . at least as anything more than friends, but I’m not even sure how we’re going to be as friends after this, either.'

 Keefe said nothing.

  For a few minutes.

Sophie was starting to get worried.

Keefe?

''' “Sorry, it’s just. . . hard to process.” he apologized. “Fitzphie is really over? Like, no more cute gifts or anything?”'''

'''Sophie shook her head, but realized her voice was working again. “No.”'''

''' “Then. . . I don’t know if I should tell you this right now, since you’re obviously having a hard time with the Fitzphie breakup, but. . .”'''

'''Sophie lifted her head off of Keefe’s shoulder. “What is it? Is something wrong with your dad?” '''

'''  “No,” Keefe said. “I just. . .”'''

''' Sophie was getting worried again. Keefe wasn’t acting at all like himself right now. He seemed way serious, and he didn’t seem to be trying to hide anything right now. '''

Which wasn’t like him.

''' “Please tell me, I want to make it better.” Sophie pleaded Keefe. '''

'''Huh. She sounded like Edaline.'''

''' “It’s. . . It’s nothing.” Keefe finally said, his eyes tracking the movement of a falling Panakes blossom.'''

'''Sophie’s brows furrowed as she asked “Are you sure? You can tell me anything.” '''

   Keefe smiled.

 “Have I ever told you that you worry about me way too much?”

'''He probably had. But that didn’t mean that Sophie should do it any less, so she responded “Sometimes I think I worry too little.”'''

'''  Keefe smirked. “You’re joking, right?”'''

'''Sophie smiled for the first time in about an hour - even though what he’d said wasn’t even funny. She was desperate for anything positive, no matter how small it was. '''

  But that didn’t stop her from saying “I’m serious Keefe,-”

'''Keefe groaned jokingly. “Aren’t you always?”'''

''' Sophie sighed, hard. He was never going to give her a chance - at least right now. He really was something. But she could never actually tell him that. He would have way too much fun with it, and take it in a completely different way than she meant.'''

''' So she finally relented. “Fine. I’ll let it go. For now. But only because I can’t handle you right now.”'''

'''Keefe pumped his arm. “Works every time!”'''

'''  Sophie shoved him lightly. “Not every time. You’re going to have to tell me some day.” '''

'''But even though Keefe had worked his way out of sharing his secret, Sophie was still happy that he had decided to come over. She had a feeling that even if Edaline hadn’t hailed Keefe, he would’ve come over at some point anyways. That was just the kind of friend he was. Insistend and stubborn, but super caring.'''

''' Keefe’s eyes went to the beautiful sky. He took one of Sophie’s hands. '''

“I know.“ he said softly, responding to Sophie’s earlier point.

'''Sophie, feeling more relaxed than she had all day, learned her head back on Keefe’s shoulder. '''

'''Keefe finished his thought. '''

'''“Someday. . . Someday.”'''