Updated 7/1/10

All I Ever Wanted

By: V.W. Norton

Chapter 10:

The Beginning of the End

Freddie had broken up with Karen. He and I done a lot of kissing, and some making up – I'd forgiven him, he'd forgiven me, kumbiya… Everything was perfect.

Well…not really. The perfection was surface level and there was trouble coming… I could see it, I could see it everywhere: in the way Freddie touched me when we were in public, and in the way the others looked at us when we walked in a room together. Tommy kept muttering things to Freddie as soon as I was out of earshot. Eddie kept sidestepping away from me and Freddie. Roland wouldn't look at me, not even if I'd socked him in the face. Derek looked at me plenty – as if I'd grown another head. Billy did the same thing, but with Freddie. Charlie was oddly quiet. And John was… well, John was actually his usually self, nothing ever really phases him, I don't think.

But Tommy was the worst. Always making snide comments, hesitating whenever Freddie gave him an order... that was the final straw for Freddie, I'm sure. I told him to ignore them, that they were just being idiots – but Freddie couldn't take it.

Three weeks after Freddie broke up with Karen, Freddie broke up with me. I wasn't expecting it, I wasn't at all prepared. Just one morning he was gone, with all his Armani suits, and all that was left was a hurried note: I can't live like this. I'm not strong enough, Archer, and I'm sorry that I'm not. I can only hope you find someone who'll deserve you. F.

I thought that I would cry. I didn't. I just sat, frozen, catatonic, for God only knows how long. It hurt. My chest felt hollow in a bizarre, aching way. I didn't feel sad… I felt betrayed and abandoned. And it was the most agonizing feeling I'd ever suffered

Freddie. Freddie Mays. Mr. Freddie Mays. So you think you can just waltz off, eh? Just let everything return to normal? You just have the be the big shot, dontcha? Can't let anything ruin that perfect, cardboard cutout image, can we? Oh, Freddie, Freddie, Freddie…you've fucked up, son. You're fucked. I'm going to get you Freddie. You can stop pretending, Freddie…I'm going to kill you…

Sorry this one's rather short... more coming soon, I promise! If you don't like creeper archer, skip the next couple of updates =D