Missing You | Sokeefe

Reunion

"H-Hello?"

Sophie felt her heart beating quickly. She stepped toward the door.

She recognized the voice and knew who it was. But it was impossible that this was real...Right?

"Sophie? Please open."

Sophie bit her lip. It wasn't real. It couldn't be. If it was...

No. She refused to fall into Charlotte's trap.

"Charlotte, stop this! I know this is fake!"shouted Sophie.

"Sophie... I swear it's me. Please let me in. She's coming."

Sophie's eyes filled with tears. "It's not funny Charlotte! I get your joke, now leave me alone!"

"She's going to kill me. She said that she would kill me if I came for you. Please."

"If it was really you, you wouldn't be calling me Sophie."

"It's so she doesn't recognize me!"

What do I have to lose anyways? I'm going to die soon anyways, thought Sophie.

"Sophie!"

Making up her mind, she stood up and rushed over to the door.

There he was. Covered in blood, filthy, but still him.

"Oh my gosh!" Sophie gasped.

"Help me!"

He tried to get up, but ended up falling.

"Foster... Please. This is not a trick."

The way he pleaded made Sophie ignore about all her doubts.

She quickly wrapped his arm around her shoulders and helped him walk.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me Foster."

"Shut up Keefe!"

She lead him to one of the rooms that she had found during her time exploring.

It was small, and Sophie had spent a few hours in there thinking. No one ever went there.

She gently set Keefe on the floor. "What the heck happened?!"

He shrugged. "I don't know."

"You're covered in blood!"

"She sent someone after me."

"Who? Charlotte?"

"Uh, yeah. At least that what that dude said."

Sophie birdied her face in her hands. Everything was happening so quickly. One second she was closing her eyes, about to sleep, and then Keefe popped out of nowhere, covered in blood and sweat.

And it wasn't helping that Keefe wasn't explaining.

"How did you find me?"

Keefe frowned, rubbing his bruised ankle.

"I'm... not sure."