Sorry I took so long to update... I just had a really bad writer's block on the oneshots, and I was also focusing more on my other fanfic, Jaylin Was Here.
This takes place in the human world where Sophie and Keefe are still Sophie and Keefe but they don't have abilities because they're human.
Suggested by Guest. Probably not their real name but oh well. Thanks!
"Foster?" Keefe slowly entered his girlfriend's room. The bed was made, unlike all the other times where it was a heap of tangled bedsheets and blankets. With a piece of paper on top of it. Frowning, Keefe snatched it from the pillow and started reading it.
Dear Keefe
If you're reading this, I'm probably still alive.
I didn't know how to break it to you, so I didn't tell you. I'm sick, Keefe. Stage 3 lung cancer.
Nobody knows but you and the doctor.
The doctor says that I might survive, but I already know that I'm not going to make it. I just know.
So with the time I have left in my life, I'm going to try and find my birth parents, and maybe my lost sister, Amy.
Please don't come for me.
I realize that I'm probably breaking your heart, and I'm really, truly sorry. I just decided that it would be easier for you if I left earlier, so you don't have to get more attached to me before I die.
Who knows? I may make it, I may not. But just know this; I love you to the moon and back. No, erase that. I love you to the end of the galaxy and back.
Move on, Keefe. Find a girl better than me and who won't leave you.
Just forget me. It'll be easier if you do.
Thank you for loving me.
Keefe ripped the paper apart into pieces, just like how Sophie ripped his heart apart.
And he sobbed for hours, sprawled out on the bedroom floor, her scent still lingering in the room.
Sorry it's short... what should I write next? I'm torn between another Sokeefe, Sophitz, or a Fedex.