Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-38555415-20190907232410/@comment-38555415-20190916214239

Sophie sat on her bed not ready to tell Fitz that she was....unmatchable. He was supposed to come today. Or he said he was.

She heard someone knock on her door and she sucked in a breath. “Come in,” she said more squeakily than she would’ve liked.

She was ready to confess but Keefe walked in instead of Fitz. She blinked, surprised. Keefe looked nervous and said, “Uh, you okay, Foster? You look and feel....different.”

Sophie said, “We should talk somewhere else.”

Keefe nodded and they walked outside to sit under Calla’s tree. Keefe said, “So, you okay? I know you were probably hoping I was the Fitzer but I think I can help. Edaline hailed me about what happened at the Matchmaking office.”

Sophie gaped and said, “She told you?” Sophie blinked back tears.

Keefe said, “She did, but I’m here for you Foster. So, want to talk?”

Fitz sat in his room. He was about to go to Havenfield but he wanted to make sure he had everything he wanted to bring for Sophie. Crush cuffs, Ripplepuffs. Yep, he had it ready. Biana walked in the moment he was about to light leap.

Biana said, “Have fun with your girlfriend!” She laughed.

Sophie said, “Fitz, I....” Her words trailed off as tears slipped down her face. She swallowed hard and said, “I went to the matchmakers.”

Fitz smiled and said, “How did it go?”

“I was....”Sophie couldn’t breathe. “Unmatchable.” She whispered the last word as if it were forbidden.

Fitz was desperate. “Sophie, please. It doesn’t matter. I don’t want us to be mad at each other.”

Keefe walked over and said, “Fitz, just let it go.”

Fitz felt anger boiling inside him and he yelled at Keefe. “You don’t get to be with Sophie! I love Sophie! I’m not the one who left her for the Neverseen! You can never ever deserve her!” He swung a fist to punch Keefe but Sophie jumped in front of him. Fitz’s fist hit Sophie in the forehead and she crumpled, unconscious.

Fitz yelped in guilt and shock. “Sophie!” He kneeled down next to her.

Sophie sat up in her bed, or at least tried to. She only got her head up before someone gently pushed her shoulders back down and said, “You should rest more, Sophie.”

She shrugged the hand off and sat up. She turned to see Keefe sitting on a chair next to her bed, looking disheveled and tired. His hair was messy but not in the careful way it usually was.

Keefe scratched the back of his head and said, “Do you remember what happened?”

Sophie shook her head and sat up, looked at him hoping he would explain.

Keefe sighed and said, “Fitz-Fitz got mad and tried t punch me and you-stepped in front of me and took the punch.” His voice caught on the last few words. “You’ve been asleep for 8 days and I started to think-maybe-.” He looked away.

Sophie took his hand and said, “I’m fine, Keefe. Have you slept at all?” She felt something on his hand looked at it. She found a scratch that had scanned over and small bruises.

“Punching the wall felt better.” Keefe mumbled.

Sophie frowned slightly. “Keefe, you should rest. Not me.”

Keefe bit his lip and met Sophie’s eyes. “If I promise to sleep for a bit, will you answer this question honestly?”

Sophie, just wanting Keefe to rest nodded not thinking. “Whatever you want.”

Keefe fidgeted and mussed his hair. “Sophie, have you......ever liked me?”

Sophie blinked startled. ''Did Keefe like her? Did she like Keefe? No, she liked Fitz. Right?''

Keefe sighed and looked away, standing up. “Nevermind. I don’t need to add this trash to your pile of worries And it’s okay. No need for all the Foster feels. They’re already crazy enough.”

Sophie looked for the words to answer him but couldn’t. She instead took his hand and said, “Give me some time and....I promise I’ll get back to you.”

Keefe swallows hard and said, “Seriously, though, Foster. It’s okay if not.”

Sophie forced herself to meet his eyes. “I...I don’t know how I feel but...I’ll tell you.”

Keefe nodded. “I guess I’ll go home then?”

Sophie only said, “It’s up to you.”

Keefe thought and finally said, “I think that it would be for the best. I’ll come visit tomorrow though.” With that he light leaped back to Candleshade.