Keefe's hair 101

7th (Sophie)

Poor Keefe... and Lucy... And Sophie...
Anyway- here you go!

The wall fell.
There was a thump and a yell.
Everything went black. But only physically. Not mentally.
Keefe collapsed onto Sophie, crushing her. Lucy whimpered and Sophie could feel her wriggle out from under Keefe.
Keefe.
"Keefe?" Sophie shook him lightly.
No answer.
Panicking, Sophie shook him harder and yelled at him, "KEEFE!!"
Lucy started barking and growling.
There was no movement.
Sophie choked on a sob and continued shaking him.
He's okay. He's okay. He's okay, Sophie's brain repeated.
Sophie couldn't breathe.
Maybe because Keefe was crushing her lungs.
She pushed him off her. Now they were side by side.
Since it was uncomfortable to keep her arms by her sides, she rested her arm on Keefe's chest.
Sophie could feel his heartbeat.
She relaxed. Slightly.
Lucy started licking Keefe's face. Or that's what Sophie thinks she was doing. It was pitch black.
Sophie found Keefe's arm and moved it so he wasn't laying on it.
She intertwined their fingers to make sure he was still there.
"Keefe? Please... please wake up..." Sophie pleaded with an un-responding Keefe.
"Keefe, PLEASE!" Sophie shouted. "Please- I need to hear your voice. Tell me you're ok. Please."
When Keefe didn't move, Sophie sobbed. Lucy whined.
"Lucy, please find a way to wake him." Sophie choked out.

"I feel too alone."

Lucy started licking Keefe again.
Sophie just continued yelling at him and crying.
Slowly...
Keefe stirred.
He coughed. "Ow."

This is a bit short but... it was fun to write.
Don't judge me.