Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-24.214.117.2-20190923171355/@comment-24.214.117.2-20190925164319

I was actually able to write more today! Here it is!

three "Linh's been worrying about Tam," Wylie said. They were sitting on one of Havenfield's couches, and she felt extremely uncomfortable squished between Keefe and Fitz. "We were hoping you and Fitz could telepathically contact him."

Now that she looked closer, she noticed that Linh's eyes were red and puffy, and her usually sleek black hair was tangled and dull.

I haven't told them, if that's what you were wondering, Fitz transmitted, and she flinched at having him in her mind. ''I thought you might want to. Plus, it would make things awkward.''

Yeah, like it wasn't already awkward. "I guess we could try," she said, trying to make her tone light and hopeful. She was dreading having to do anything with Fitz. She had taken her cognate rings off after he had left--they had hurt to much to look at. She hoped he wouldn't notice. She took off her glove and reached for his hand. When he saw her ringless thumbs, the hurt in his eyes was impossible to miss. She didn't care. Not in the slightest. His rejection made her chest hurt. He should feel guilty. Let him hurt. He deserved it.

She thought those cruel thoughts down as he entered her mind, and had trouble bringing herself to meet his eyes. They were still beautiful, but they no longer made her heart flutter. Instead, they came with a fresh throb of pain. She felt Keefe pull her other glove off, and a blue breeze swept through her head, calming the hurt, and rage, and despare.

Fitz had the grace to look apologetic as he transmitted, So, how are we going to do this?

Like when we contact Silveny,she decided. Loud, and insistent.

His head bobbed in a slight nod, and then they both transmitted as loud as they could, ''Tam! It's Sophie and Fitz, can you hear us?''

She spread her consciousness as far and wide as she could, searching for his mind. She wasn't as familiar with his as she was with Keefe's or Fitz's, but she hoped she'd know it when she felt it.

They repeated the call several more times, and just as Sophie was about to give up, there was a soft reply.

Well, it's about time.

--TrickyZbear