A/N : We will be getting to the sokeefe soon y'all i promise <3
Also heres some tay bc MIDNIGHTS! <33333
Literally writing this interrupted by All too well needing to make me sing. I took a while....
I woke up in a dark room, my vision was foggy but clearing, my now, alert eyes darted around the room furiously. The last thing I remembered was.... was- I don't even know. What was my name?
Sophie
My name was Sophie Foster.
My parents were Edaline and Grady Ruewen
My boyfriend was Fitz Vacker
My best friend was Biana Vacker.
My other best friend is Dex Dizznee
My other friends were Marella Redek, Tam and Linh Song.
My cru- other friend is Keefe Sencen-Wait what did I almost say?!
I shook my head free of those thoughts and continued to look around me. I was in a chair, strapped to it in fact. I struggled but the bonds were tight. I started to panic, what if- I-
Never saw my friends....
Never thanked and apologised after our fig- nothing. Edaline and Grady-
I could never tell-
It didn't matter dwelling on it now, he probably wouldn't care.
I couldn't hug my boyfriend one more time and hear him comfort me.
I could never go to those stupid sleepovers Biana planned and loved so much.
I could never see Tam and Linh and thank them for all they did for me
I could never see Amy again, even if she was a pain in the butt sometimes
I could never listen to Bi, Marella and Linh fangirl over my love life- actually I wouldn't miss that.
I could never go to Dex and Biana for advice again.
I was going to die and lose, and no one would even care or notice, some might be glad.
Fitz might be relieved to have me gone so I couldn't be- unmatchable.
Dex and Biana would move on to another best friend.
Tam never showed much emotion so I wasn't sure, and Linh and Biana could deal with it together.
And Keefe- he wouldn't care for me. He left me so many times that it's evident he doesn't care.
A feeling of guilt stung.
Loud thumping knocked me out of my thoughts. I realized I was falling unconcious.
Sedatives
Someone bust through the familiar brass door, the door flung open with such force it created a loud ringing sound. I clutched my head. I could feel a presence sit next to me and whisper something to me. I couldn't make out the words and then it hit me.
I was dying
I never thought death would come so soon, I guess that's the sacrifice being the moonlark.
Roll with the punches
The person next to me undid my bonds and I slumped to the floor. They were yelling, at someone or something, other muffles voices could be heard in the background but I didn't care. The presence picked me up and carried me whilst running.
Please Foster, please stay alive
Keefe....
He had come after all, but who else-
Foster please don't close your eyes- please please- just a few seconds.
But I knew I was too deep in. Too gone. I put a hand on Keefe's shoulder and looked at him through glassy eyes. I shook my head, even that hurt, the world was fading.
"Foster-" Keefe choked out before collapsing into sobs "Please don't leave me yet- please"
I entered his mind for a brief moment , memories flashed through my head. 8 year old Keefe playing bramble, 10 year old Keefe drawing pictures of his family, 5 year old Keefe hugging his mother. My eyes were drooping as I wandered through the vast collection of memories, so many, so little time, so many friends.
I walked through his mind and smiled. There was a memory of me and him under the panakes tree, laughing and eating mallowmelt. My eyes turned watery, and another of him chasing around Havenfield while she screamed. And then the most emotional one where after the chasing incident Grady chased Keefe with a shovel for a good twenty minutes....
I felt myself falling on the floor of his mind. But I staggered along, kept in his mind I was safe for now. I walked through the memories of us playing human games such as guess who? I laughed internally, Dex was never very good at that. But Keefe could always read people and alway got it.
I smiled and walked along, memories of him and his father sitting through their hour long sessions of empathy. His dad yelling at him. Fury boiled in me but I was exhausted, so I let it go. Memories of Edaline scolding Keefe because he was eating too much mallowmelt. Keefe was such a big person in her life and she couldn't bring herself to let go.
But she knew she had too. So she decided to savour the moment and keep going. Time slowed as I walked past a memory of her and Keefe outside Havenfield, I never noticed before but it was almost as if we were- leaning closer- and closer until-
Grady interrupted, of course he did. She shook her head free of thoughts like that and kept going. Dex, Keefe and Sophie in her bedroom brainstorming colours to dye Iggy. Keefe and Biana pranking Fitz while he slept. Keefe and Fitz sneaking red dye into Biana's shampoo. Red-haired Biana physically abusing the boys BECAUSE they put the dye in her shampoo.
Keefe and Fitz lightheartedly laughing over something silly. Weird that they didn't do that anymore.
Then one that chilled her spine. She froze, suddenly alert and slightly mortified as Alden came up to Keefe and was- ORDERING HIM AROUND.
SHANNON MESSENGER WRITING BELOW:
Alden nodded. "But I'd love a quick word with you if you don't mind. Perhaps somewhere a bit more private?"
"Or I can lock Lord Nosypants in a closet," Ro offered, striding out of the shadowy corner flashing a pointy-toothed grin.
Sophie grinned but her smile faded just as fast.
"Actually, that's why I do." Alden's eyes dropped, "You and I both know, Keefe, that my son doesn't necessarily excel at controlling his temper. And... I don't think either of us wants to see him channel any of that anger at Sophie. So if you're there –"
"Hang on." Ro made a time-out gesture. "Are you seriously asking Keefe to be the punching bag during your pretty boy's little temper tantrums?"
Sophie couldn't look but she felt something tugging her to look
"No, I can't. Fitz... needs her." His eyes shifted to Keefe, and there was something about his expression.
Tense
"He needs her," he repeated gently, taking a long breath before he added, "I think you know that. And... I suspect you know how Sophie feels too."
Sophie was furious
"Hate to break it to you guys," Ro informed them, "but Blondie doesn't know what she feels."
Right then and there she wanted to tackle hug Ro.
"I realize that all of this is... complicated for you, given how you feel about –" Alden started but Keefe replied but she didn't want to listen. Sophie turned away as her breathing turned shallow.
Icy even. Her eyelids were closing as she slumped to the floor. Her voice was failing her and she didn't have the time to say everything she could to Keefe about how he was loved but words failed her, but she managed to choke out a message. The world started to fade and she crumpled to the ground. The words echoed around the room.
Swan Song,