Keeper of the Lost Citites: A Sophitz and Sokeefe Love Triangle

Chapter 7: What Are You Doing To Me

Hey guys!! I'm so sorry that it took so long to publish this, I had a hard time finding the exact words I wanted to portray the scene. I've been trying to be more active on wattpad and will try to post a new chapter every week but if I don't, please be patient with me. I really appreciate everyone that reads my stories, it means the world to me! 🥰ALSO SMALL WARNING: IF YOU DON'T LIKE CLICHE DON'T READ THIS!! Because y'all know I love cliche. 😉Remember this story was written after Flashback, so a lot of things have changed since I wrote the beginning of this story.

I squeeze my eyes shut, willing this all to be a very bad dream.

Don't cry, I scold myself. I can't look vulnerable. The Neverseen will exploit any weakness they can find. I wipe away the tears forming in my eyes. When did everything get so messed up? My throat closes and I struggle to breath properly. I need to get home. Now. The Vacker's don't need someone as pitiful as me to ruin their reputation even further.

I fumble to get my pathfinder out and light leap home. But instead of feeling relief, I am overcome by blind panic. I feel trapped, invisible walls closing in on me. No where is safe. I choke on a sob.

"Sophie?"

I whip my head around, only to find Keefe standing a few feet away, a look of concern inflicted upon his face. No no no no no. I can't do this right now.

"Sophie?" He repeats again. "What's wrong?"

It's his voice that makes me break down.

"Keefe." I whimper, collapsing into his awaiting arms. I knew this would only make things more confusing for me but at the moment I didn't care. I needed him. My breathing becomes more rapid and I gasp for air, the veil of suffocation becoming thicker.

"Sophie you need to breathe." Keefe says softly.

"I-I can't." I choke out.

"Yes, you can." He speaks it so firmly, I find myself believing him.

I take a shaky breath in but can not stop the great sob that escapes me. I clutch Keefe's shoulders tightly. He is the only constant in my life right now.

"Promise that you won't ever leave me." My voice trembles with the effort to speak clearly.

"Sophie," He says looking me in the eye. "I don't think I could leave you if I tried."

But it wasn't enough. I needed to hear it come from his lips.

"Say it." I plead him.

"I promise that I will never leave you." He smiles softly, stroking my hair. The thought momentarily calms me, and I relax into Keefe's body savoring his warmth.

"You shouldn't have to go through all of this. Yet, you do. I see it everyday and it amazes me. You are so strong Sophie."

I want to laugh but I'm too exhausted. "You can't be serious." I shake my head.

Keefe frowns. "Why wouldn't I be?"

What a joke. I am anything but strong. "You're wrong Keefe. I mean look at me. I'm pathetic. I'm weak. You say I'm strong but I'm not. I've tried to be. So so hard." I whisper, tears streaming down my cheeks. "But I can't be the person everyone wants me to be. I just can't."

Keefe tilts my head so I meet his icy blue eyes. "Sophie Foster. You can be so stubborn sometimes." He chuckles softy. "When will you realize how incredible you are? You were born a fighter. That's what I love about you. No matter how many bullets you take no one can penetrate that thick skull of yours." He breathes.

"You're not weak. Not even in the slightest." Keefe shakes his head.

"You have experienced unimaginable pain that has beaten and broken you down and scarred you in a way that no one but you can understand. But those scars are a reminder of what you have overcome. They prove that you survived. You're a survivor Sophie."

It takes a moment for the words to sink in. He can't actually mean that, can he? I bury my face into his jacket, wanting to hide there forever. "You really think that?" I ask in small voice.

"Every word." He confirms.

When I look up at Keefe, I see he is already staring at me in a way that gives me butterflies all over. I duck my head shyly but it's too late.

"Sophie," He whispers.

I can't bring myself to meet his eyes. Those eyes. I am afraid of what they may do to me.

"Look at me."

I slowly gaze up at him and my heart stops. He is beautiful.

It wasn't his eyes I should have been worried about. It is his lips. Oh god. I want him. I want him so bad.

My breathing hitches as he pulls me closer.

"What are you doing to me Foster?" He says lowly, his thumb circling my bottom lip. I gasp at his touch. More.

I lean in and he kisses me hard, in a way that makes me forget about everything that's happened. Well, maybe not everything. It's hard to forget losing your best friend.

Biana! What am I doing? Guilt floods through me, a wave that pulls me under the surface. What is wrong with me? No matter how hard I try, I can't stop from hurting the ones I love.

I break away, struggling to get out of his arms. All I can see is Bianca's heart broken face.

"I'm so sorry Keefe. But I can't." I whisper, tears forming into my eyes. His eyes flash with betrayal and the look on his face breaks me even more. I don't see Keefe anymore. All I see is a broken boy who's heart I just shattered.

I need to get out of here. Away from Keefe. I can't control myself around him and it scares me. No matter how much I need him, I can not hurt Biana anymore than I already have. If I do, it will kill me.

"Goodbye Keefe." I choke out and run towards the house. No looking back. But I can't resist.

The last thing I see is the hollow look of pain etched upon Keefe's face before I slam the door shut.

Hope you enjoyed! I know, I know you Sophitz shipers out there are probably like she kissed Keefe again?! But what can I say?

I feel like she is always kissing Keefe and running away. 😂Gurl you need to stoppppp! Just properly kiss him without regret!!! Well, looks like she can't until I write it. ☺️Don't worry team Sophitz there will be some Fitz action coming up soon! 

I'll be doing my best to update next week! 

Love you guys, thank you for the support! 💞