(Keefe POV)
The sun peeped through the ripped curtains of the shop. I lift my head, instantly regretting it. A sharp pain ripped through my neck, sending a cry of agony out of my mouth. Then, I heard another cry, other than mine. It sounded young and high pitched. I carefully stood up and traced around the beaten floor planks. Bark! A tiny, skinny beagle came limping to me. Her eyes glistened brown with golden speckles. Reminds me of Foster's eyes. Her ribs pressed against her dirty fur. I rummaged through my bag and fed her some molding chicken. The puppy wagged her tail and licked my hands. "I'm going to name you Mrs. Stinkbottom!" I decided, based on the smell coming off of her. I suppose Mrs. Stinkbottom would be my new muse these days. She cuddled up in my lap and we sat in our thoughts.
Is Foster coming? Should I have not given her the clues? Do I want her here? Did Dad kill her? I reached in my pocket for the tracker, then remembered I'd smashed it. Sophie Foster, Sophie Foster, Sophie Foster. The thing about love letters is that you make it so sappy and hope they don't see you again to ask about it. It's just straight up embarrassing. Maybe I shouldn't have told her those clues. What did she think of the clues? My phone buzzed.
Sophie: Keefe, I'm in Maine. PLEASE tell me where you are, I need to talk to you!
A pang of guilt and hope filled my heart. Do I tell her... or do I not? Life is full of decisions, some of which you simply cannot answer with meaning. For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo. I turned my phone off. I gave myself a little more time alone.
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Thief Of Hearts~ Sokeefe AU
FanficKeefe's Dad sends him on a quest to kill Sophie. (Keefe does not know most of the KotLC gang.) Little did he know that Sophie and Keefe would end up falling in love. Keefe is going through a lot of hard emotions, and Sophie is awfully confused, as u...
