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Keefe's birthday tour pt.4

Hey guys!!! ok so my friend said i should bold this... and i think it's weird. but whatever. anyways. I feel like all my stuff are so short... and i kinda have writers block. ugh. whatever. but here's part four. sorry not updating for a while. I'm in California now and i have to go on one more flight later in the morning. (It's about 3:30 in the morning. Jetlag is killing me.) also, THANK U SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR 1.1k reads!!! kk well hope you enjoy!!!

"Sophie... What's Target?" Keefe slowly sipped his hot chocolate, leaving a chocolate mustache on his face.

"It's this place, kind of like Walmart. But I have to get something from there that you can't really get anywhere else. That, and the fact that I want to show you something." Keefe could see the smile creep up on her face from behind her cup.

"Can I guess?"

"N-"

"I'll take that as a yes. So..." Pretending to stroke a fake beard, Keefe guessed... and guessed wrong."

"More Batman boxers?" Sophie choked on her coffee.

"No."

"More E.L. fudges?"

"No!"

"Am I close???"

"Not even by the slightest bit." Sophie laughed as she looked to the side and noticed a few girls glancing in their direction. "Keefe, look."

"Wha-" he noticed them too. The girls giggled when they realized he was looking at them, they fixed their hair and straightened their skirts. Keefe turned back to Sophie and noticed she had a crease between her eyebrows. "Foster, you ok?" he reached for her hand and she pulled it away. But one touch was all he needed. Hurt, rage, pain, and jealousy cluttered his brain. "Sophie, what's wrong?" a tear slipped down her cheek.

"They hate me." she whispered. "They hate me... so much."

Keefe stood up and held out his hand. "Sophie, let's go to Target."

Slowly taking his hand, she stood up and let Keefe take her away.

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Keefe:

Sophie stayed quiet on the way to target. I watched her tug on one eyelash, and another, after another, while we hailed a cab, rode in the car and started walking into the big building with a red symbol.

"Ok, we're here." she sighed.

"Sophie... What happened...?" she paled, her eyebrows creased in the middle again and she sucked in a sharp breath. Nonetheless, she was beautiful. Her hair framed her face and her face was like an angel. But a rebellious tear slipped down her cheek.

"Keefe, you have to promise me you'll stay away from them if you ever see them again." more tears slipped down her cheeks, her voice barely a whisper.

"Sophie."

"Keefe you have to promise me!" her tone stronger now. "Those girls can't be trusted."

"Sophie, you just met them."

"Keefe, has it ever occurred to you that I USED TO LIVE HERE?!" pain and torture tore through her eyes. 

"Yah, but."

"Keefe, those girls are bullies." tears just kept falling. "They sent me home with bruises everyday!" I touched her hand again. Anguish and bitterness washed over me in a tidal wave. "They hurt me."

"... Ok,"

she exhaled

"I promise"

Her face regained color again, and I wrapped her up in a hug.

"Foster, I won't ever let another person hurt you ever again." a sob slipped out. little whimpers filled the silence. we stayed like that for a little. her head on my shoulder and my cheek on her warm hair. Slowly by slowly, her pain faded away. That, or she buried it... so that I wouldn't worry.

"Keefe?"

"Yah?"

"Let's go inside"

***

Sophie:

"Where do you want to go first?" I asked as soon as we walked through the doors. But I don't think Keefe could here me, he was to focused on all the shining lights and isles of randomness. I love this keefe, the Keefe that would cheer me up no matter what. And I feel bad that I buried my feelings, but I didn't want him to worry about me. He was so happy! You could see it in his eyes, the way they drifted from side to side, and how they sparkled whenever he looked at something new. I felt a blush creep up on my face, and apparently so did Keefe, because he turned right to me and asked me if I was better now.

"Yah. But we lost a lot of time, so why don't we go to your surprise first?" I looked at the craft section.

"Sure, whatever you think is best Foss Boss!"

"Don't call me that"

"Yes Foster Bosster"

"..."

"Keefe,"

"Yes Foster Bosster?"

"Do you want your surprise?"

"Yes Foster Bo-... I mean Foster."

I tried to hold in a laugh, but it came out wrong like a snort. I hoped he hadn't heard. but of course he had. 

"You good?" another blush creeped onto my face.

"Yah, come on. we're almost there."

we past isles of clothes, and then shelves of makeup and shampoo. then we turned a few corners and there it was. the drawing isle.

"Foster, what's this?"

a shy smile crept up on my face. "This is the drawing isle. It's where you can get pencils and pens that you can use for your drawings!"

Keefe:

I could feel a small smile tug my lips. Sophie is always looking out for people. Always doing her best to make people happy. but it's not fair to her. A frown replaced my smile.

"Keefe?" A crease made it's way to her face again.

"Foster, You're always trying to make people happy." I shook my head. "I know you hid your pain from me." a surprised look made it's way onto her face. She looked away, shame radiated off of her. I was just bluffing, I didn't really know that she was hiding. but she is...

"Keefe, I want you to be happy." she smiled a little "but I can't do that if I'm the one that's upset." her frown matched mine.

"Sophie,"

"No. Just... Choose the stuff you want. I'll go get a cart." She started to walk away but I grabbed her arm. 

-CassNicole