Imperfect Love (a Sokeefe fanfic)

Fitz I-I

Warning: Violence.

POV Sophie

I love movie nights with Keefe. Dex kinda sorta stole a TV from the Forbidden Cities and upcycled it so now it works here. Almost every other day Keefe comes over and we cuddle on the couch. The same couch I'm sitting on now, waiting for Keefe to come back with more popcorn. (Dex also got a lot of that)

Ding Dong Who could possibly be visiting this late, I mean, it's 1:30 AM. 

" Coming." I say, standing up and walking over to the door.

When I open it I'm shocked to see none other than Fitz Vacker. (are you panicking yet?)

" Hey, Sophie. Can I come in for a minute?" Fitz asks, his crisp accent ringing through the foyer.

" I guess." I say stepping aside, I can't just say no now can I? (yes, you can and you should.)

" Thanks." He says, stepping inside.

I lead him to the living room and gesture for him to take a seat but he remains standing.

" Fitz, say something, do something normal, you're scaring me." I say, panic lacing my voice.

" Normal? I'm being normal, just thinking." Fitz says with a soft, almost fake smile.

" Thinking about what?" I ask, scared of the answer.

" How to do this." 

" How to do what?"

He ignores my question, grabbing my hand and yanking me to my feet. The momentum of his pull brought my face inches from his chest.

His arms circled my waist before I could step away.

" Sophie, please, I know that I've messed up sometimes, but I also know that I love you more than anyone. I can give you the world. I know you still like me deep down. Like can turn to love. I just need to bring that liking back to the surface." Fitz says, tilting his head slightly.

" Fitz I-I don't like you like that, heck, I don't even really know why I let you come in." I say

" You hesitated." Fitz states.

He brings his head down and kisses me. It feels wrong. So. Freaking. Wrong. I try to fight him but his hold is so strong that I can't move a muscle.

A strangled sob comes from the doorway.

Keefe. 

No.

This can't be happening. 

This has to be a nightmare.

I can't lose Keefe.

I can't.

Tears are leaking from my eyes. I hear the popcorn bowl shatter on the floor and heart wrenching sobs fade away, as if he left.

He left me.

He. Left. Me.

Because of Fitz.

My vision turns red and somehow I break free from his grip and inflict, dropping him. Instead of running like I normally do I kneel down, straddling him. As soon as his eyes open I punch him. My rage empowers me. I hear him nose crunch but I don't stop, I keep pounding my fists into his face. Blood is now coating his face and my fist. 

Grady and Edaline come rushing downstairs. 

" Sophie! What are you doing!" Mom screams as Dad drags me away from Fitz.

" No! No! I need to hurt him, like he hurt Keefe!" I rasp, trying to claw my way back to punching a now unconscious Fitz.

" Eda! Call Elwin, now!" Grady calls, barely able to keep me away from the ugly, unconscious, lying snake.

Mom calls Elwin and then gets a bottle off the shelf. 

" No! NO! NO! I WON'T DRINK IT!! I WON'T TAKE SEDATIVES!!!" I scream. But Grady holds my nose and Eda holds the bottle so when I open my mouth to breathe she pours the liquid into my mouth and I have to swallow.

I hear Elwin arrive and bullhorn scream as the world goes black.

Hey guys! Ik Ik you're mad but... Sorry not sorry. This was ^)) words. If you are smart enough to figure out this out comment the answer and you can pick the ship for my next one-shot!