Chapter 2! Thank you so much for the 2 people who reviewed my story. I dedicate this chapter to them. Warning: There is cursing. Get over it. It's rated T for a reason. Carry on. -3-
Previously: "Alfred" I said. I was s angry I could strangle the git.
"Okay, right this way, Mr. Kirkland..."
Now:
He led me to the other room, and I saw Al, all tied up. He looked like the bloody beast he was. I was enraged that he would even touch Francis, let alone try and murder him.
"You" my voice rung out coldly.
"Why, hello to you too, Artie." he smiled. I walked up to the foolish American.
SLAP!
The noise rang out into the silent room. His nose now bled and I watched as the red liquid mingled with his skin.
"What was that for, Iggy?" he yelled. I could tell he was acting innocent- and I wasn't buying it or his crocodile tears. I had known him to long for that.
"You git!" I yelled "You tried to kill my boyfriend! What the hell!"
"But Iggy..." he whined "I thought that I was your boyfriend." he smirked. He was trying to be attractive and cute- and totally failing.
"No you fucker, your not!" I yelled. He looked at me in mock hurt.
"But Arthur... I love you" he kissed my cheek "I love you. I love you. I love you" Forehead, nose, chin. I pushed him away.
"No, you bloody bastard" I backed up "don't touch me."
"Iggy, why are you here?" he asked, once again feigning innocence.
"I want to know why you tried to murder Francis." I was dead serious, and he knew it. He dropped the act and sighed.
"Alright Arthur, you win." he began...
TBC...