Sophie POV:

"And you didn't think to tell me this earlier!?!" I screamed. Well, screaming at my sister wasn't right, but I was justified by the fact that SHE DIDN'T TELL ME THIS SOONER! Elves have been dying this whole time, and I could've stopped it! 

How, you ask? 

I'm still trying to work that out.

I'm mad at Biana, too. She most certainly knew, and she was ashamed, sitting on the bed, hanging her head. I had no intention to inflict on anybody, so I took several deep breaths.

"You were all worried about the Neverseen, Irena, and Keefe! I didn't need to put any weight on your shoulders!" Amy replied, her index and thumb on the bridge of her nose like SHE was the one who should be having a headache right now.

A knock sounded on the door, and I peered through the peephole. "Speak of the devil..." I murmured, opening the door to face the persistent blond. "Keefe, hi." I halfheartedly spoke, slowly dragging my eyes up to his. "Yeah, Sophie... Could we speak outside?" He asked.

I wanted to say no, remembering what happened last time we went out there, but I saw him holding a bag, and from that bag wafted delicious odors. How could I say no? 😋

Outside the room, he dragged a hand through his hair, looking away and biting his lip. (A/N Sophie thought that was sexy, but she won't admit it lol.) We stood there for a moment in awkward silence, but them he thrust the bag forward into my hands.

"I'm so sorry, Sophie! I shouldn't have said that, especially because I'm Lord of dumb moves..." He paused, "well, that and good hair, of course. Point is, I'm really sorry, and I brought you mallowmelt, and please, please, please forgive me!" He added some Keefe Puppy-dog eyes after he finished, leaving me no choice but to forgive him.

"Alright, Keefe. I forgive you. Now, quick, come inside so I can dig into this. Also... There's something you might want to know..." I ushered him inside, facing disappointed Amy and Biana. Their faces told me that they were eavesdropping, and apparently expecting something.

"Can one of you fill Keefe in? Amy, I guess." I asked, already opening my bag of sweets.

Throughout the retelling, I felt like I was a bodyguard for my mallowmelt. Everyone, even Keefe, was trying to snatch a bite behind my back. They stopped after I started hissing at any hand that came near, though 8D.

When she was finished, Keefe sat down in the corner, trying to make sense of it, and Biana kept complaining that there were more details about that Marriena girl. I was just happy with my Mallowmelt.

Keefe POV:

I should've known something was up. Those streaks of red on the sidewalk... I passed them off as nothing. Dex's behavior could've also been linked to this stuff. I glanced over at Biana, and then over at Sophie. (Ok, maybe when I got towards Sophie, my gaze lingered a bit, but not a lot!)

So much is happening, I wish it would stop. I wish that I could pretend all this stuff away and go join Biana in pressing Amy to come out. But I can't do anything right now until I fix AT LEAST one thing.

The problem?

I can't fix anything right now. 

My gaze drifted down from the ceiling, and I jumped a little when I saw my favorite pair of warm, brown eyes sitting in the beanbag beside me. "Hey," she said, shifting a little. "Hi," I replied. "You ok?" She asked her eyes flicking to mine.

Her long eyelashes and her beautiful eyes... I could stare at her forever and not get bored. She asked me a question, and lingering too long would be weird. "...um, yeah, I'm ok. What about you?" I asked, turning away after my non-awkward staring time was over.

She nodded, and she looked so pretty in that moment, so fragile that even the smallest touch would cause her to break into a million tiny little unfixable pieces.

I didn't want to be the one to break her.

In fact, I wanted to scoop her up and run away somewhere where no one could touch her. I can't do that though. Something I'm struggling to accept is that the world needs her to get rid of all this stuff. And while she's doing all that, I get to rot in the friend zone.

Amy POV:

I'm back home, now. Mom and Dad are out, so I'm home alone, snuggling with Marty. I looked down at Marty's soft gray fur. I scratched behind his ear.

I was bored. I didn't want to play fetch with Watson, or watch TV, but I wanted to hail Marriena. I've never tried it, so she might not answer. I feel like after what happened, we have some sort of bond that wasn't just my huge crush on her.

I shuffled around in the bottom in my closet, glad to feel the cool material of my imparter after five minutes of digging through fabric. I sat back in bed, this time on my stomach, giving Watson tummy rubs.

I spent a good deal of time staring at the black screen, saying her name a few times mentally, thinking what I would say. Oh, gods, what should I say!?! I can't exactly just be like 'hey cutie, I have this huge crush on you and I'm calling because I can't spend another minute without talking to you.'

Yeah, nope. That is a definite no. 

I could just suffer through more friend treatment. 'Hi! How are you? Oh, yeah, I'm calling to tell you about this super cute guy cause your my bestie! Yes, of course, I love you pooks!' 

Well, we can draft that one. Not sure about the ending, though. Or the super cute guy thing. Lying is not my thing, so that's why this is an especially hard task. 

Y'know what? I'm also more of a 'in the spur of the moment' girl. I'll know what to say when I say it.

After a deep breath, I say the three words that can help me see her beautiful face. "Show me Marriena."

...

...

...

One minute past, it stops calling. She didn't answer.

Poor Amy! If she did answer, I'm pretty sure Amy wouldn't know what to say. 

Writing this, I got the thought that maybe I should make a sequel to this? And maybe a prequel? I'm not sure about the prequel, but for a sequel, I'll let you guys choose.

All for me writing a sequel but ending this in a cliffhanger, comment here.

All for me not writing a sequel but rushing this to be finished, comment here.

I hope you enjoyed!!!!

XX-Mimi❤️

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