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A/N: Hey guys! I missed ya'll🥹 Anyways I think it's about time I updated, but it's been some time so I reread what a wrote and...*internally cringes* HOW DO I CONTINUE FROM THAT WHY DID I WRITE THAT- LORD SAVE ME IVE BEEN READING TOO MUCH DARK ROMANCE like that's completely out of character bruh also I've found comfort in Kam fluff🥰 so anyways, try to enjoy this chapter

Keefe couldn't stand seeing Sophie and Tam together; it doesn't matter if he cheated on Sophie, Sophie is still his. Keefe mustered all his courage as he called down the Havenfield crystal from the Leapmaster 5000 hanging like a chandelier from above. The light swept him away, until he found himself standing in front of the glittering manor that he found comfort in. Making his way up to the 3rd floor where Sophie's room was located. The door was open. Huh, that's strange, Keefe thought. Hesitantly stepping towards the doorway, his eyes widened at the scene unfolding in front of him. Foster and Bangs Boy, making out passionately. His heart dropped to his stomach, right before he felt a flurry of rage boiling inside him. Bangs Boy has no right to steal his girl! Besides, Foster still loves him...right? Keefe watched them both for a while, trying to keep his cool facade and desperately hiding the hurricane of anger simmering beneath the surface. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He clenched his fists, his rage getting the better of him as he stormed over and pulled Bangs Boy and Foster apart. Shady McSilverBangs has no right to touch or even look at someone like Foster, he thought as the two of them let out a surprised the gasp. "Keefe, what the heck are you doing here?!" Foster was first to speak up, and hearing her voice brought an unexpected shiver down Keefe's spine. "The correct question is, why the heck are you making out with Bangs Boy!?" He spat, those words tasting more bitter than yeti pee on his tongue. Suddenly, Keefe picked up a sharp sense of protectiveness from the air, right before a swirl of angry shadows whirled his way. "Get out," Bangs Boy's otherwise calm voice carried a dark undertone. "You have no right to be here," he continued, the shadows creeping closer to Keefe. Keefe tried to keep up his confident smirk. "Just checking up on my girlfriend," he replied smoothly, emphasizing the word 'my'. Bangs Boy snarls, the shadows multiplying.

Suddenly, Keefe realized that these weren't regular shadows. It was shadowflux. Shadowflux! Bangs boy has the audacity to attack me for breaking their make out session with something that almost freaking killed me, when I have every right to do so as Foster's boyfriend? Keefe was seething.

"Go away, Keefe. No one wants you here," Bangs Boy said, his voice laced with poison.

"Or what?" Keefe kept up with his confident smirk, refusing to show him the weak and broken boy underneath. Bangs Boy snarled again, before a fist flew directly towards Keefe's face. And the world went black.

Yayy I survived! By the way, Happy Halloween guys!👻

I don't know when I'm gonna update again🤷‍♀️ so just....wait...I guess<3 I'll try my best :)

—Aurora−☆

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