A/N: Hey! Sorry for not updating for soooo long… School is a killer… I also have to get a new computer as my old one couldn't respond anymore! sob! Well, that took a few weeks but I'm back! Recently having writer's block so spare me if the story is not good! Too many biology terms to cram into my head, you see…
"Did you see how happy Velma looked? And Shaggy too! They are a couple made in heaven!" I squealed happily on the way back in the car. "Yeah of course." Fred replied. Somehow I could sense absentness in his voice. I quieted down immediately.
A year ago, we were saying our vows in front of everyone in the church. Now, Fred is starting to treat me absently, after all that we have gone through. Sometimes, I would wonder what is going on in his mind.
Today is such a happy occasion, with Velma and Shaggy getting married and all. I remembered Fred chatting with some guests but he rarely spoke to me at all during the reception. I was angry with him for ignoring him so I turned my nose up at him as well.
I could tell that Velma and Shaggy had noticed something strange about the both of us ignoring each other, but decided not to say anything about it.
Does Fred still love me?
My thoughts are interrupted when the car finally came to a stop outside our bungalow. Fred had made loads of money writing books and we finally got our dream home, or what I thought was, until recently.
"Had a good time?" Fred asked. "Yeah." I replied shortly, and went into the house ahead of him. I saw Fred looking at me, puzzled. Good. Let him wonder. This is consequence for being rude to a red head! I thought triumphantly, until…
"Arghhhh!" I screamed, while tripping over a box right in the middle of the corridor. I landed face down and I could sense a sprain in my ankle somewhere. "Whoops! Get up now…" Fred said, helping me up. I flinched when I landed my weight on my foot, and Fred made it worse by not noticing anything. He hadn't even asked whether I was hurt or not.
"Fred Jones! Don't you even care about me anymore? You heartless beast!" I yelled, and limped upstairs to the bedroom; tears I had not asked for came spilling down my front.
How had things turned this way? I thought we were the perfect match, the couple that people always admired. Now everything is… not the same as before. I remembered the times he had saved me from the clutches of villains, and the times he had smiled down at me and said, "I love you"
He hasn't said that for a long time now… Even every morning, when he kissed my cheek, he only brushed his lips against my cheek and said, "Good Morning" That is not the life I had visualized! I had thought that we would be very happy everyday, and being at each other's side, showering his love on me…
I wiped my tears away. I must not let him see that I am so weak. I stood up, and decided to take out the letters in the mailbox.
Two letters only, and both are addressed to Fred. I sighed and laid them down on the coffee table, but dropped one of the envelopes by accident. Its contents fell out onto the floor. I froze.
Lying on the carpet in front of me is some photos, photos of a very pretty woman, and a piece of paper. I couldn't resist it; I picked it up and read it.
Dear Fred,
Paris is great! I have always known that it was a shopping paradise but I had no idea how much more there is! Bought loads of stuff and packing my bags now, going to Germany for a business trip. Being a reporter is so tiring!
By the way, would you like to go on an overseas trip with me sometime? I am sure we would have lots of fun together. Don't call Daphne Blake to tag along. If you do I would not forgive you for this. I don't want her to spoil our plans! Our noble plans don't require her attention!
Sorry about criticizing your precious darling, but I just couldn't see the reason why you married her. Man, she is bossy… Gave me a slap fifteen years back and I tell you I am still angry with her for that.
Well, have to pack my bags for Germany now. Write to you another time on our plans!
Loads of love from,
Annabelle Harkins
P.S. Don't ever let your precious see this.
Annabelle Harkins… That sure rings a bell…
It was one of Fred's ex-girlfriends in high school. Have they been contacting each other? How come I had no inkling about it?
I remember how he had dumped Fred in seventh grade and I took revenge for him by slapping her right across her face. She had deserved it. Shameless bitch, writing to Fred and inviting him to go on a trip with her when she knows he's married!
Would Fred say yes to that? Judging from her letters, I supposed this is not the first one coming to this house. My stomach jolted.
That's why he had been so cold towards me. I thought sadly as I stared at the photos of Annabelle Harkins. Maybe I'm not the only love in his life right now…
Just as this thought came floating into my mind, my heart turned cold as well.
A/N: Please review! I have missed those for so long… Sorry for such a late update… More will come soon!