After Effects

Chapter 24

BTW I DO KNOW THAT THIS IS A COVER BY TWENTY ONE PILOTS!!! MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE CREATED THIS SONG, AND YES I DO APPRECIATE THE GENIUSNESS BEHIND THIS SONG!!!!

Okay TO THE STORY

Sophie:

Fitz's lips met mine and it was soft and gentle; the kiss we shared. His hands were on my face, and I realized what I was ignoring. It wasn't right, he wasn't Keefe. The butterflies disappeared and all that was left was a lemon and a feeling that made me sick.

And I pushed Fitz away. I couldn't kiss him back.

"Sophie--" he started, grabbing hold of my hand.

I looked down, "I need to go." 

He dropped my hand, and I rushed over to the snack table. I started gulping down punch, and mallowmelt. This couldn't get any worse.

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I felt someone grab me from behind, their gloved hand over my mouth.

"Don't scream," The voice hissed.

"KEEFE!" I screeched, but it was mumbled.

Soon I felt a blade against my throat. It was so close to my throat that when I breathed, I felt a tingling sensation. I heard screams as the figure lead me to the stage where the music had been playing.

"EVERYONE SHUT UP UNLESS YOU WANT HER TO COLLAPSE RIGHT NOW!" I heard some guy screech.

Everyone was silent, and my eyes widened in horror as I saw Neverseen agents flood the room.

"This is how it's going to go. You all are going to stay silent and point to where Keefe Sencen is. If anyone talks, she dies, understand?" The person said.

I heard people start sniffling, and then a hushed murmur filled the room.

"I said quiet!" The insane man shouted. "You know what to do Maveric!"

The figure holding me, shifted my body. I started struggling.

"Leave them alone, you can have me," I whispered pleadingly.

The person had the knife and hovered above my arm for a second before cutting my hand. I winced and let out a strangled sound.

Squinting my eyes I focused on the pain and sorrow I felt right now and unleashed the furry. Half of the members collapsed, and I soon heard the clatter of the knife falling.

Everyone started screaming.

"I wish you hadn't done that Miss. Foster," the guy on the stage laughed darkly as he launched a ball of fire up at the top of the building.

Soon everyone was stampeding to get out of the burning building. My eyes searched the crowd frantically.

"Keefe, Keefe. Keefe! KEEFE!" I kept calling his name, my eyes searching through the crowd.

I finally met his icy eyes as four members were struggling to take him.

I fired all of my pain onto the four figures and they collapsed, twitching on the ground. Keefe ran up to me, grabbed my face and kissed me.

It was rushed and forceful. I could feel the tears on his face.

"God Sophie," he whispered looking at my hand.