Ch.33 Oh it's you....

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Sophie's POV

I felt the strong arms lift me  up so I could see their face. When I saw who it was I quickly scrambled back. "Sophie are you ok?" The person asked. "Is that all you have to say to me..... Fitz?" Keefe stumbled over, he was looking worse, his hair had turned completely black and his skin had a tinge of gray to it. "Hey Fitz, I found her......"

Fitz looked at him and cringed, "uh cool man"

Fitz was really starting to tick me off. "COOL? IS THAT IT?!?" I was practically shouting, "Do you think sending your friends off to torture and death is COOL?"

"You promised you wouldn't hate me!"

"Well I take it back"

"But you can live with Keefe going to the Neverseen, and before giving them the cache?!"

"That was different!"

"HOW?! DO YOU LIKE KEEFE MORE THEN ME OR WHAT!?"

"Right now YES"

Keefe stumbled to his feet "Guys, there is plenty of the Keefester to go around!" He said wiggling his eyebrows and winking at me. Making  my stupid heart flutter. Apparently that was the final straw for Fitz, because with a murderous look in his eyes  he punched Keefe with a swift uppercut that landed on his jaw, which sent Keefe flying back flat on the ground. Unmoving.

"KEEFE" I screamed and ran over to where he laid sprawled on the ground.

I sat down and cradled Keefe's head in my arms whispering words like "hang in there" or "I'm so sorry" And that's when the water works hit. I began to cry, again. But what I didn't notice was the fact that each time a tear landed on his face, the gray tinge would disappear from that small dot of a drop. Then I heard the pounding of foot steps and a girl about my age yell "FITZ WTH WERE YOU THINKING!?!" Biana I guessed  but didn't look up then I heard a voice that only could have been Della, "FITZ WE WILL SPEAK OF THIS LATER!"

And I only looked up to see Fitz slump off.


Sorry it was short! I need to get going XD


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