So there are a few matters I need to discuss.
1. so I said I was going to save chapters, right? Well I was and I did. But funny story. When I wrote like, up to chapter 16, and I was just so proud of myself, my evil laptop must have decided that much joy was just not allowed because it decided, before I had saved, (which in retrospect not saving that much work was pretty dumb on my part) then was the best time to update my computer, ending in a mandatory shut down. So this soooo not humorous story in the least bit is to say I have to rewrite them all and I won't have time before school starts so I am so sorry in advanced.
2. I feel like just school starting is a terribly lame excuse to make you guys wait possibly over a week (and yes this will be the new update schedule, nonexistent but hopefully every week) so I want to explain. Feel free to skip this if you don't want to read it or read a tad bit of ranting on my part, I just feel it is a necessary courteous to such loyal readers to explain. So I have a really hard year coming up, and I mean AP stuff and chemistry (my worst possibly area of science), swim practice at 5 am and meets all weekend, volunteering places for college applications, and creative writing, while the class I am most looking forward to, is an extremely writing intensive class on top of trying to learn a new language. So with all that I really don't know when I will be able to write this but I will keep going whenever I can. Thank you for understanding, and if you don't well it won't change anything but I am still sorry.
3. I pondered a lot on what kind of chapter to leave you guys with when the wait will be indefinite and I finally decided this would be the best chapter. Continue this note at the bottom.
Thank you again for everything and if you read this whole note bless you amazing person.
Sophie POV
"Did you just…hear that?" Sophie saw she was looking at Fitz, the day they had met in the museum. "You did-didn't you" He leaned in to whisper, "Are you a telepath?"
Suddenly she was in some mystical looking forest, running after Fitz and a blonde boy with more power than she had ever felt. Everything went black and when she could see again she was in a doctor's office.
A man that reminded her of a young Albert Einstein bent over her. "Welcome back." She looked over at the boy she recognized a Fitz sitting up in a cot next to her, mirroring her movement. The rest of the room faded away and it was just them sitting across form each other. "Fitz?"
He smiled at her sadly. "I've been trying to reach you where you might be able to remember. I've been transmitting non stop, I almost made it too but I guess a dream was as far as I could make it."
His image was flashing and shimmering like a mirage, like if she focused too hard it would all disappear. So she didn't. She didn't want it gone. "Fitz, I want to remember. I feel like I should, but-it's just all so confusing." He reached out to her, but that only pushed them farther apart.
"Sophie?" His voice laced with concern for her, "Sophie, I know this is confusing and I know you don't remember and that you think you care about the human Lucas but I wanted say. I really care- I think I-"
She was underwater, millions of tons of water encasing her body, the pressure threatening to crush her fragile bones. Her lungs experiencing an unbearable sensation telling her she was drowning. As the rush of pure unadulterated fear coursed through her she struggled to free herself from the sea's deadly embrace. To no avail she worked, desperately trying to force her limbs to move, to bring her to air. But, as the darkness around her faded into a thicker, more permanent darkness, she stopped. She realized her perishing was only made more imminent by the energy she was exerting on a useless escape attempt. As she eased into a relative acceptance of her imminent doom, she could see her captor more clearly. All at once the piercing horrifying realization set in. She was not drowning in water but in an ocean of thick, scarlet red blood. The blood of all the people she had failed. All the people she had hurt. All the people who would die to protect her when she should have protected them. She screamed, only allowing the boiling hot blood to rush in, flowing through her, burning her from the inside. The blood was hers now, she was choking on her own blood. What had sustained life was going to take hers. She sobbed and, as she tried to take one last labored breathe, the blood filled her lungs again. She was drowning. She was dead.
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Sophie woke with a start, her heart pounding dangerously fast. She could feel the beads of sweat dropping off of her drenched face shinning in the moonlight from her window, the blood on her tongue from biting her cheek.
She couldn't breathe; her room was spinning around her, the walls closing in. She had to be going crazy, that's why the dreams felt so real. Why her life felt so wrong. Why she couldn't see two feet in front of her.
She tried to jump up, to get out of this room that was suffocating her. But it was still spinning, blurring, she felt herself fall, her head hit something hard, the familiar warmth of blood on her forehead. She saw her sister screaming for her parents as she ran over to Sophie. But everything was muffled like she was still under water. Then everything went black.
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Sophie woke up to florescent lights blaring in her through her eyelids, tubes stuck in her arm, and a distinct smell of sterilization and sanitation. A doctor's office. She knew she should open her eyes but she just wanted to be asleep. She looks so…pale.
Why is it always her who gets hurt? Why my baby girl?
What if she dies? What if the last thing we did was fight? Why won't anyone tell me what's going on?! She better wake up soon, this silence is weird.
This can't be happening.
Please wake up, Swan. "I'm not dead Luc, I was just sleeping." Sophie muttered as she pushed herself up. Her mom cried out and hugged her, her dad and surprisingly her sister not far behind. Luc sat on the other side of her bed, looking like he wanted to kiss her right then and there. Her hospital bed. She had been close. Sophie tried to ignore the coming head ache, it was probably just sore from hitting it.
"Thank goodness you're awake!" Her mom was trying to keep back tears.
"Of course I am you guys are really loud! Really there's no reason to be so worried."
Oh she wants to go there! "Lucas, Conner, Natalie why don't you go get some food. We will join you later."
Like I Don't want to talk to my daughter too!?
Shoot she's on a war path. If the fall didn't kill Sophie she will. "Sure thing. Come on Natnee. See you soon Sophie."
Food! Wait- "But I want to stay!" Luc just grabbed her hand gently and walked away with her dad close behind them.
She was seriously confused. "Wait, doesn't that bother you? Them saying that? Being so…honest?" Her head ache was turning into a full blown migrane, making her was to cry and curl into a ball and throw up all at once but she tried to ignore that.
Her mom looked at her like she had just sprouted a third eye. "Saying what? Sophie are you ok? Should I call a nurse? You hit your head very hard." Oh gosh she could have brain damage! I don't know how to take care of that!
Sophie was appalled! "Mom! I'm fine just a little scratch!"
"Okay honey in that case, WHAT ON EARTH HAPPENED!"
"I don't know, I just had a nightmare and tripped and hit my head. I can't even remember what it was about." She nodded like she believed her. I bet she was going to sneak out to see Luc. I knew she was too young for a boyfriend! If she's done anything bad with him I swear-"Mom! Why don't you believe me!? Luc would never do anything bad!"
She put her hands up as if surrendering. "I never said he did."
"But you-but…" But she hadn't said it out loud. Her head felt like it was being stabbed repeatedly from the inside. She had heard what they were thinking. She really was going crazy.
So that was a really good place to stop but I want to write this part so much I cant help it chapter not over.
Sophie was sitting in a tree. It really wasn't very smart considering her current worry of her mental stability but she needed some clarity. Sitting in a tree in the middle of the night was the one place she hadn't been bombarded with human thoughts for the past week. Yeah…it had been a strange week.
Sophie looked at her scarred arms. Maybe now her mind just matched her body. Out of no where a figure appeared. She wasn't sure what to do, scream, run, or hide. Since he hadn't seen her yet she decided to hide. That is, until she saw his face. "Fitz!?" She clamped a hand over her mouth, grimacing when he spun around and spotted her. She quickly rolled down her sleeves to cover her scars.
He ran over to her. "What are you doing in a tree?" He didn't look like a serial killer, he just seemed curious as to why she was in a tree.
"Irrelevant! Why are you in my yard?!" He blushed and looked up at her sheepishly.
"I was…looking for you. I just wanted to make sure you were okay that's all!" He added quickly.
She sighed. She knew she should be scared of him, showing all the signs of being a grade A creeper and all but she didn't have it in her to care. Besides, something about him just made her feel safe. "Come on up." He grinned-truly a dazzling movie star smile-and quickly scaled the tree to sit next to her. His teal eyes seemed to reflect the moonlight; she could see the tree's shadows illuminated by the moon, all in his mesmerizing eyes. Eyes that seemed to pick up on her current state. "Something's happened. What's wrong?"
She laughed without humor. "Where do I start? That I think I'm going crazy? That you showing up to sneak in my window in the middle of the night to make sure I am okay doesn't even faze me anymore? I mean be straight with me, why are you here?"
He looked directly at her seeming to weigh his options. He nodded once, seeming to come to a decision. "Truthfully, I was here to try to make you remember." Of course. He was crazy too. At least misery loves company. Company that's body would be envied by an underwear model. Wait what? She shook her head. Nope, she just was not feeling into dealing with more crazy than herself that night.
"Remember what, Fitz? We met once then you showed up and beat up my best friend."
"You don't understand." He ran his and through his black hair. "You don't know you need to remember anything because you-well you don't remember!"
"…Okay…well, what is it that I don't remember then?"
"Sophie, you and me," He pointed to the two of them, "We are not human."
"Ahhuhh. Yep. I was right. You are crazier than I am."
"I'm serious. We're elves, telepaths! Both of us we can read people's minds. And you're better than anyone! For a year you lived with the elves and you had a family, friends. You had Dex and Keefe and Biana and my parents and Grady and Edaline and a whole bunch of people who care about you and you have me too." Most of what he said had been fuzzy after he had said reading people's minds. How does he know about that? Maybe because he read your mind.
"Please, Sophie. I know you can feel it. Something off, not quite right. Like if you try to focus on any memory from the past year before you lived here it will disappear. Like they are fake. Like something is missing." Her head was spinning. Everything he said felt right but what was she supposed to think? None of this made any sense.
"What do you want me to say Fitz? That I suddenly think everything you've said it true and you're not crazy because somethings feel off?! I don't know what to think right now! I don't know what's true right now."
"Believe me, this is the truth. I'm trying to help you, please trust me."
She had had enough, "No! You're not here because you want to help you're here because you want something! What do you want!?" She straddled the tree branch to keep her balance.
"I want you to remember! I want you to remember everything; I want you to remember me! I want you to remember how much we trust each other, how much fun it is when we are together! I want you to remember so you can come home! So you are not dead to everyone! So we don't start an all out war with another rebel group just so you can come home." He stopped yelling and straddled the branch like she did, he was only a few inches away from her now. "Because I will. I would fight a war and win if it meant getting you back."
"Why do you care so damn much?" But there wasn't as much force behind her words.
Fitz ran a hand down his face, so many emotions battling for dominance of his countenance. Something in him seemed to snap. "BECAUSE I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU, SOPHIE FOSTER!"
It was a long time before she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. "Wrong Sophie."
So as I was saying, I decided it had to be a cliff hanger. But how do I top the last chapter? Easy, I make it romantic. I hope I have made you guys experience as much emotional turmoil I did when I wrote this. (hehehe) No but seriously I hope you guys liked it.