Sophitz Stories

Nightmares

Hey Sophitz shippers! Y'all should be proud I'm doing this. Anyway, the pov will always be Sophie, unless if I change it, which I will let you know when. And their ages stay the same, mostly, but usually it will be; Sophie: 15; Fitz: 17. Enjoy!!

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was fast asleep. Then, came the nightmares.

***

I looked around, endless black space around me.

I was very confused, but I started to walk. I watched my feet as best as I could, to make sure I didn't trip; which was hard since there was no light except the stars glittering above me.

Suddenly, I stopped in my tracks. I looked in front of me, my head starting to ache.

In front of me stood a cloaked figure, and on its sleeve... was a white eye. A member of the Neverseen.

I tried to shriek, but words didn't seem to come out of my mouth. It felt as if my mouth had been glued tightly. I tried to run too, but I was also stuck standing where I was.

I struggled against the invisible bonds, and the cloaked figure grinned from underneath the hood at my attempt, its white teeth shining brighter than the hottest star.

The figure waved its hand, and in an image, appeared all my family and friends. They looked dangerously pale and thin, their arms chained to the wall as they struggled against them.

"No!" I screamed, somehow able to talk. The hooded figure grinned once again, and it waved its hand once more. This time to show an image of Fitz.

His skin was paper-white, and his usually bright teal eyes were cloudy. He had cuts and bruises all over, his Foxfire uniform was ripped, and blood dripped from the side of his head; a gruesome sight, really.

I gasped at his terrible state, my eyes blurring with tears as I struggled to move forward to Fitz, even if it was only an image.

Finally, the figure spoke, its voice changing from Gethen's to Gisela's to Vespera's to Umber's then to Alvar's, "If you want to save your family, then you must let this one die."

"No! I'm not leaving him behind!" I screamed, my shrill voice echoing the halls.

The figure just shook its head sadly, as if it could have sympathy.

Suddenly, everything crumbled around me; blocks of black debris fell from what I think was the sky. I let out a strangled scream, my lips being glued together again.

"If you cannot choose, then you must die alongside your friends and family."

I screamed as a piece of debris fell toward me.

***

I sat up, sweating all over. I brushed my greasy hair out of my face.

I really hoped that was only a dream, and not a reality.

I got out of my bed, and walked to the bathroom, yawning. I checked the time to see that it was past 2 am.

I washed my face, which was glistening with sweat. I also splashed water on my hands since they were sweaty too.

Then, I grabbed a towel and rubbed my face and hands. I gripped the sink edge tightly. I looked at myself in the mirror, and slowed down my breathing.

Once the tempo of my breathing had returned to a steady pace, I walked out of the bathroom and grabbed Ella, cuddling her.

I sat on my bed, knowing that I won't get any sleep if I slept by myself. I couldn't sleep with Grady and Edaline, since Grady was on an Emissary assignment and Edaline had been called to some place to bring back some rowdy carnivores.

I was alone.

Just then, I got an idea.

I slipped on my fuzzy white slippers, leapt from my bed, and ran downstairs to the Leapmaster 5000 (or whatever number it is).

I looked down at my clothes; I was wearing a light pink shirt and pink pajama pants with little alicorns on it. I blushed, hoping he wouldn't notice.

Holding Ella in my arms, I yelled, "Everglen!"

With that, I landed in front of the huge mansion, which didn't have the huge gates anymore because of the... troll incident.

I shook the memories of that terrible night out of my head and walked to the door.

I knocked, and then wrapped my arms around my self as a cold breeze swept by.

I waited for a minute or so until the door opened.

The teal-eyed boy standing in the doorway blinked at me, Fitz. Just at the sight of him, I blushed. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Sophie? What are you doing here this late?" He asked. Then he noticed I was shivering, and dragged me in before I could even answer.

The warm air felt nice after feeling the cold winds outside.

I glanced around, wondering if Biana was spying on us.

"Um, let's go to your room, and then I'll answer your question," I replied. He must've understood why I wanted to, because he didn't ask any questions as he lead me to his room.

He shut the door, and turned to me. I sighed, dropping onto the chair in his room. Fitz sat across from me on his bed.

"So, I had this nightmare..." and the whole story spilled out. An uncooperative tear rolled down my cheek, even though I forced myself not to cry.

A hand cupped my cheek, as the other wiped my tear away. I was face to face with Fitz. I turned red.

"Hey, it's okay, if you want to sleep here, it's fine. Just know that I'm there for you, in case you need someone to rant to again."

I nodded, knowing if I said anything I would burst into tears in front of my crush, and I didn't want to embarrass myself.

He backed up, scratching his neck.

"So, do you want to sleep on the bed? I can sleep on the floor if you want," Fitz offered.

"Um, I was hoping you would sleep on the bed with me.. not in a weird way though!"

I could feel my face heat up with embarrassment. His cheeks turned red, too.

"If you're comfortable with it."

I bobbed my head up and down, violently. Then I stopped, feeling like my face was going to melt.

I climbed into his bed, with Ella still in my arms. Then, Fitz took off his shirt.

My face the color of wine. His abs and biceps were defined, and made him look extremely hot. He noticed me staring and grinned. I looked away, covering my face with my hair.

I felt him climb in next to me, pulling the blankets over the both of us. I pushed the hair out of my eyes as he wrapped his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him. I snuggled into his chest as he rested his chin on the top of my head.

After a while, I fell into a dreamless sleep in Fitz's arms.