Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:FC5C:33DA:7CF0:60A-20191024050134/@comment-47.200.194.236-20191031211301

Chapter 7: “No, it can’t be.” Sophie whispered, afraid she was hallucinating. She backed up and felt herself sliding down the wall, she had imagined meeting Jolie thousands of times but those dreams mostly involved her being dead first. This unlike the other times, was a reality. She turned her head away, hearing Jolie faintly trying to assure her that she was real, than saw Vertina for the first time ever without makeup. She was shell-shocked and white as a ghost, witch technically she was. Seeing how even a mirror was cracked by this relavation, Sophie relaxed, and turned her face back to Jolie who was mumbling under her breathe. She was as beatlutiful as ever, but haunt in a haunting way. She seemed to come out of her trance and randomly snapped her head up to look at Sophie. “Is he okay? Is he alive?” Sophie assumed she meant Brant, but it seemed not.”Come on, Jolie, what happened?” She talked to her like they knew each other, like they were best friends. Maybe that was close to the real explanation. After all Sophie knew Jolie’s personal life like she knew the back of her hand. Suddenly and unprovoked, Jolie screeched.”Where is he? Where is Prentice?” Sophie was so shocked she stumbled into a chair and fell backwards, just as all of her five bodyguards, including Nubti, and her parents were in the room. “Hey Sophie, who was just screaming? I heard screaming! There was definitely screaming!” Edaline yelled.”I was just outside with the gorgodon, wait Jolie?”