Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-71.185.177.221-20191112172810/@comment-71.185.177.221-20191212214508

11:49 pm

A quiet knock sounded on the door followed by Keefe's soft voice.

"Foster?"

Sophie slunk to the door and pulled it open, revealing an obviously very tired and worried, Keefe.

"What do you want?" Sophie asked, going back to her desk and sitting on her spinny chair.

Keefe frowned as he pulled up a chair next to her and took her hands, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles.

"What's wrong? Grady and Edaline said that you went to your room the second you got home and stayed here ever since."

Sophie pulled away and brought her knees to her chest, hugging them tightly.

"They said you didn't eat anything and you won't talk to them. They hailed me to see if I could make a difference." Keefe continued while studying her face, his frown growing deeper.

"Well, sorry, but you can't change anything." Sophie snapped, surprised at how her tone came out.

Keefe didn't say anything, he just sat there in silence.

Finally, annoyed, angry, and upset, Sophie got up and went to her closet, pulling out a thick cape.

Keefe watched her as she went to one of the windows and pulled it open.

"When's Sandor gonna be back?" Sophie asked, tightening her cape around her.

"Early this morning," Keefe answered. Sandor had gone to a meeting with his queen. "Around three am."

Sophie climbed up on the ledge of her windowsill and looked out at the dark night. "Don't tell them where I am. Don't tell anyone." Sophie's voice was dark, hollow, with no emotion.

"Foster," Sophie looked at him, expecting him to tell her to come back. But all he said was, "Don't do anything stupid, okay?"

Sophie studied him and nodded.

Then, she lept out of her window and teleported to the front of Cliffside Gate.

Sophie wanted to be somewhere were no one could find her, and everyone knew this was the last place she would ever go.

Sophie pulled her cape tighter around and crept up the lock.

After breaking into the grocery store, Sophie had been practicing picking locks, in case of emergencys.

This little adventure didn't really count as an emerygency, but Sophie didn't care. She needed to get away.

Once through the gates, she crept towards the cave, jumping at every shadows.

At the mouth of the cave, she took a deep breath and went in, unaware of the person watching her as she moved farther into the cave.