Back To You [editing]

Chapter 4 - Sophie

I feel a demon inside me arise. It consumes me, leaving me with irrational anger and resentment.

This is jealousy.

"Congratulations," The bitterness of my voice feels like shards stabbing my back. It is like the box I am locked in, turned into a coffin, and it is consuming me inch by inch.

"No, Sophie," Keefe starts, "I don't want to be engaged,"

What?

He proposed to someone.

Right?

"You... what?"

"I'm betrothed to some girl. All my dimwit of a dad's fault. Says I need to bring 'honor' to the Sencen name,"

"Oh," I am dumbfounded; I don't know what to say.

"I think it'll be easier if I show you." Keefe says, looking up to look at me.

I stared at him for a while, not knowing if I wanted to see.

"Is that...?" He asks

No.

"Oh, yeah. Sure," I lie, and stepped forward to touch his temple. I entered his mind.

Keefe is sitting on the couch with Ro in the corner, and his dad stepped in the room

Keefe put his hands behind his head and leaned back on to the couch. "What did you need me for, father dearest?"

Keefe's dad sits at the small couch next to Keefe.

"I've been in touch with the Smith family,"

"Who's the 'Smith family'" Keefe says, mimicking his dad's voice completely.

Lord Cassius scowles.

"I'm getting to it-"

"So then get to it," Keefe says, still mimicking him.

"I will. So anyway, you are not bringing any honor to the Sencen name-"

Ro snickers in the corner, interrupting him yet again. "You got that right,"

"I agree," Keefe implies.

"Why is she staying here again?" Lord Cassius asks.

"Because, Lord Noseypants I'm the only living creature who cares about your Lord Hunkeyhair,"

"Yep!"

"Anyway," Lord Cassius begins completely ignoring Ro and turns to Keefe who now put his feet on the table and is grinning. "You are now engaged to their daughter, Jasmine."

Keefe bolts up and stops grinning.

"What did you say?"

"This topic will no longer be discussed," Lord Cassius says, getting up and heading towards the door.

His dad is still horrible.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Keefe," I mumble and step back, looking at his boots.

"Yeah," He says.

There is an awkward silence.

While I am still confused with myself.

Why am I jealous?

"Hey Sophie?" Keefe asks as I look up.

"Yeah?"

Keefe clears his throat and straightens his shirt collar. "I really missed you and I.... was miserable- I couldn't sleep, eat or even talk," Keefe takes a deep breath and looks at me. "What I'm trying to say is that I can't live without you.... it's almost like you're a part of me and... I have feelings for you,"