Enemies to... Lovers? - By SilvenySlays :)

~Oh, How the Tables Have Turned, Chapter 7~

(Keefe's POV)

"What do you mean the Empathy will consume you?" I whispered in fear.

"Well... I would feel all of the emotions in the world at the same time, according to Elwin. And..." Her voice sounded tightened when she said, "I would inflict those emotions on everyone else. Then... It would overwhelm me so much that I'm not a person anymore. Just... Emotion. In a body. And then when I stop inflicting emotions, I would... Die."

I stared at her, studying her expression. A single tear rolled down her cheek. I wanted to hug her so badly. But I couldn't.

"Foster, I'm not going to let that happen to you. I promise." I said firmly.

"Keefe..." Foster sighed. "I don't think there's any way to get this Empathy out of me without making me not feel emotions ever again. Even if I do survive and we figure out how to get the empathy out of me, it might take away all the emotions in my brain. I would be like Vespera. And I wouldn't be myself. I would be someone... Different."

"Emotionless?" I whispered. "Forever?" Sophie nodded grimly. When I started to feel dizzy, I sat down on the cot next to her.

"How do we get this out of you? You can't die... And you can't lose all your emotions..." I mumbled. I started muttering ideas to myself, and then Sophie put her arm on mine, sending a shock up my arm. I winced, and so did she.

"Keefe, this isn't going to be like how you turned out after your mom blasted you with shadowflux. For you, there was at least some kind of fix. But... I don't think anyone can fix me." Sophie had tears gushing down her cheeks now, her eyes begging me to understand what she was saying.

"Foster, I-" I was cut off when Sophie's tears turned into an annoyed scoff.

"Don't call me that!" She snapped. Then her expression changed immediately. "I'm sorry, Keefe, I love that nickname." Her expression changed again, like someone changing channels on a TV with a remote. "What if I die? How am I supposed to tell you..." Her voice trailed off, and then suddenly her body went limp.

It happened so fast that my eyes widened a little bit too late. The emotions were already taking over. If she got overwhelmed, she would start inflicting on people again.

"Foster?" I begged. "Please..." My hand touched hers, and I yelped in pain. "Ow..." Her hand was freezing cold. So cold that it hurt to touch her.

I tentatively reached for her hand again. Now it was as hot as the sun. Why was her body temperature changing so fast?

"Elwin!" I called. Elwin came rushing into the Healing Center.

"What in the sasquatch is going on here?" Elwin muttered to himself as he flashed different colored orbs around Foster's face.

He paused when he got to the blue orb. "That's not good..." Elwin said with his lips pressed tightly together.

"What is it?" I asked.

"She doesn't have a month until the empathy consumes her. She has two weeks. Her cells are already turning into different emotions. That's why her body temperature is changing so much." Elwin admitted.

"Only two weeks left?" I whispered. "That's not enough time."

"We just have to keep hoping." Elwin replied. "Because that's all we have."

*****

When Foster woke up, thankfully, she was back to herself. I told her what happened, and a sense of darkness seemed to settle over her. Probably more than Bangs Boy had ever felt.

"We're gonna figure this out." I assured her. "I'll stay up all night if I have to."

"Don't waste your time on me. There's no hope anyway." Sophie muttered.

"You're back to Little Miss Negativity, huh?" I teased. I hoped the joke would work, but it didn't even get a smile out of her.

"Keefe, do me a favor." Foster said. "Tell everyone to meet me at this Healing Center tomorrow. I need to talk to everyone."

"What are you going to tell them?" I asked.

"The truth." She mumbled. "But you can't tell them the truth before I do, okay? If they ask, just tell them it's better for them to hear it from me."

"Okay." I hesitated. "What you said earlier... You said "How am I supposed to tell you..." And then you passed out. What were you supposed to tell me?"

Sophie's cheeks turned bright red. "It won't matter in two weeks." She said glumly. I studied her. All the hope had been sucked out of the most determined person I knew. And it was all my fault. My favorite person was going to die... Because of me. I had to do something about it. For both of our sakes.

*On that happy note, I have to go! That was a little longer than my last chapter, but if you want even longer chapters don't be afraid to ask!

Bible verse for today: "And whatever you do, in word or in deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him." Colossians 3:17.

Have an amazing day! Also, I've decided to make ANOTHER story after this one. Like, officially. Because I love writing! (Unless it's for school) You can never have too many stories! But I don't want to do them at the same time cause that's a mess.

Anyway, it's national quiet day, which is kinda cool actually because I like being quiet. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love talking, but sometimes it's good to be quiet.

Hope you didn't get bored from that ramble of random words.

TEAM FOSTER-KEEFE FOR THE WIN!

-SilvenySlays :)