Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-47.144.197.225-20191119031123/@comment-44483614-20191125021336

Chapter 4

“Sophie!” Biana squealed, running over to tackle her. “I haven't seen you in forever! Oh wait why do you have dark circles under your eyes. How much sleep have you got today?” Biana acted like a mother, and pointed out that Osphie should get more  sleep because she was a growing child. Sophie pretended to listen, but was actually planning what she would say to Fitz. Fitz just stood like a statue in the doorway, but then say Keefe waving at him.

“Hey Fitzy! How’s everything in the Vacker household?” Keefe asked Fitz, smirking. That was the Keefe that Sophie knew.

“Fine, how are you?” Silence. Keefe sighed saying,

“I’ll recover.” Fitz nodded, quickly changing the subject.

“Have you manifested?” Biana gasped and told Fitz,

“Right I forgot!” Keefe nodded, telling Fitz and Biana,

“I’m a Mesmer.”

“Woah.” They both said in unison. Keefe didn’t look like he thought the ability was so great.

“Well me and Sophie are going to go shopping, so bye!” Osphie struggled to escape from Biana’s grasp, but she was strong and dragged Sophie out the door.

Keefe’s POV

“So Fitzer, why are you here, I suspect it isn’t just to visit me.” Fitz nodded, saying nothing else.

“Well, um..” Keefe said, looking around the room. He spotted a hot pink splotcher on the counter. “Catch!” Keefe threw the ball at Fitz with telekinesis, but Fitz was quick to catch it.

“Oh so you want to play that game?”

“I think I do.” Fitz threw the ball at Keefe, but Keefe caught it. Over and over this happened, until Fitz and Keefe we’re both exhausted. Keefe was in possession of the splotcher. He threw it at Fitz, and it hit Fitz right in the face. Hot pink exploded all over face, covering his nose, mouth, and some on his eye. Fitz laughed, and almost fell over, but somehow stopped.

“Keefe?” Keefe nodded, sweating. He hadn’t meant to start to mesmerize Fitz, it had just happened. Fitz stood up, walking around a circle a few times.

“Keefe! Stop!” Fitz shouted, his face turning red. Pure terror spiked up in Keefe, and he didn’t know what to do. Fitz started to slap himself, and he screamed,

“Keefe! Stop! Right! Now!”

“I’m trying!!” Keefe yelled back. Footsteps were heard, and the door opened. Sophie and Biana were talking, and both of them had new dresses and makeup on. They both stopped when they saw Fitz walking around slapping himself.

“Keefe?” Sophie asked, surprise hidden in her voice. Keefe could feel Sophie’s anger, and knew that he had to stop. But he couldn’t.

Sophie’s POV

“Keefe stop!” Sophie demanded, realizing that he was mesmerizing Fitz.

“I can’t!” Keefe said, frantically and desperately. Sophie ran over to Fitz, trying to hold him still, but Fitzjust kept on walking ins circle, slapping his face.

“KEEFE STOP!” Fitz yelled, and he fell face forward. But at least he wasn’t being mesmerized anymore. Keefe started to get out of his cot, but Sophie forced him to sit down.

“No way are you getting out of that cot and risking getting hurt.” Sophie then ran over to Fitz, making sure he was ok. Biana walked over to her brother suggesting that they leave.

“No, I need to talk to Sophie first.” Sophie’s heart fluttered as he looked at her with his teal eyes. Sophie nodded, motioning for them to go to the waiting room. Fitz followed behind her, and closed the door.

“Sophie, I want you back. Can we please get back together?” The question didn’t surprise Sophie, but she sure wasn’t happy to answer it. She had mixed feelings now, and couldn’t decide who to choose.

“Fitz, I need more time. I’m sorry.” Fitz looked dissapointed, and angry, but he just turned around and huffed,

“I thought you loved me.” Fitz turned around and Sophie told him,

“I thought I did too. Things change and you’ll have to accept them.” Fitz didn’t seem happy with her reply, but didn’t do anything except leave the waiting room. A few seconds later Sophie was telling Biana goodbye. Right after the Vackers left, Keefe questioned her.

“What happened?” Sophie sighed, thinking of not telling Keefe.

“Well Fitz asked me if we could get back together and is said no because I have mixed feelings.” Sophie replied in one breath. Keefe seemed to only get some of the reply, but still understood.

“Oh.” He looked around the room. “I’m going home in an hour.”

You are?”

“Yea.”

“Oh well then can you come to Havenfield? Maybe?”

“Of course!”

“Ok cool meet me there in an hour and a half or two.” That seemed to finalize it and Sophie decided it was time to leave, but had to do something first.

“Keefe, will you be ok? I need a true answer.” Keefe looked straight in her eyes and told her,

“Foster,of course I’m ok, I feel better now with you. I just won’t be at home, that’s for sure.” Sophie nodded, and then left. At Havenfield she took a shower for the first time in a week, and put on a nice looking white dress. She got a rustic, brown belt and patched it around her waist. She even put on some eyeliner and golden eyeshadow. She was putting on a pair of leather boots when she heard the door knock. She sprinted downstairs, eager to see the ice blue eyed boy. When she opened the door, Keefe smirked telling her,

“Look who’s all fancy.” Sophie blushed, trying to hide behind her now shoulder-blade length hair. Keefe reached for her head, tucking her hair behind her ear. Everything he touched tingled and Sophie’s blush spread up to her ears by now.

“Let’s go before Grady lectures me, agreed?” Keefe joked, and Sophie was glad to see his old self. They ran to the Panakes tree, and Sophie noticed the blue tinge on the leaves. The slightly cold weather must have had an effect on the Panakes blossoms.

“Where’s Ro?” Sophie asked, and Keefe shrugged.

“Auntie Ro is right here my little miss oblivious.” Ro’s voice said. Sophie whipped her head around to find Ro strolling over to them.

“Although, I will leave you alone if I have to! I already told the other bodyguards to shoo, so that you two can have your amazing moments!” It was Keefe’s turn to blush an adorable bright pink.

“I’m good.” Sophie told her, and Ro nodded, strolling away, but making sure to still be able to seem them.

“Any news?” Sophie asked Keefe, and she noticed that Keefe flinched as she said the words.

“My dad still hates me, not that I thought he wouldn’t. Oh and also I found out I can do this.” Keefe stared at Sophie’s forehead, and soon she heard a whisper on the back of her head.

It’s Keefe. Sophie gasped.

“You’re a telepath?!” She shouted. Keefe shook his head and said,

“I think my mesmerizing is so powerful that I can transmit, but it really drains me.” She noticed the sweat starting to drip down his head.

“Are you really ok?” She asked.

“Do you think I ever am Foster?” For some reason, that stung.

“Not even right now. With me?” Keefe shook his head, and it felt like someone had just stabbed her in the heart.

“Oh.” She sighed. Keefe looked at her in an interesting way, almost as if he loved her.

“Foster..” Keefe twined his hand with hers, and she stared at their hands.

“Ok, you better do it now boy, the timing is perfect!” Ro shouted from about 7 yards away. Keefe groaned, flushing.

“Tell me what?” Sophie asked, her voice now hard. She needed a real answer for once.

“Nothing..” Keefe told her, and Sophie turned to Ro.

“Tell me.” She begged. Ro laughed, saying,

“That’s my girl, but I’ll give Funky Hair a chance.” Keefe looked away, whispering,

“I guess I should do it now. Well,  I just wanted to say..”

“Hey Sophie!” Enjoy! :]