Jim Hutton Freddie Novels & Stories

Knowing she was proud of me made me feel like I could do anything in the world. I knelt down at eye level with Henson and his purple eyes met mine, he was the only sibling that shared the same eye color as me but he was always ashamed of it. But right now, he held his head upward as if the shame had washed away. “One day when you’re old enough, you’ll rule over this kingdom and you’ll have the best mentor to guide you.” I smiled brightly at him then up to my mother. Her face held confusion and she looked from me and Henson.

Justin was the only person that knew that Freddie stayed with me, he didn’t know the whole story as to why, but he knew that he did. Freddie drove me to my dance practice every Saturday, hung over or not. His two stipulations were that I buy lunch, and not tell my brother. Both of which were fine with me, Richard knew I danced but he had never actually seen me do it, I had a feeling he wouldn’t like it too much if he did. Freddie and Justin got on really well, which actually really surprised me at first, because I wouldn’t have thought that a macho ice hockey player could be friends with an openly g*y guy who likes to wear something pink every day. Shows how much I know.

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

“So, you drive on the right side of the road here, right?” “Do you want me to drive?” I asked, reaching to undo my seatbelt. Freddie laughed. “Just teasing. I have my driver's license here. It's one of the few freedoms James allows me.” “James?” I asked. “My friend,” Freddie said quickly. “Sort of.” I raised my eyebrows, wondering what kind of friend this James was. What exactly was their relationship? It sounded confusing. Was I stepping into something that I would regret later? But Freddie was already pulling the car out of the space and driving to my car. He helped me load my suitcase into the trunk of the sedan, and we were on the road.

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

I had so many questions and absolutely no answers. I looked at Mom, she was now awake and straightening her hair and make up. She looked so confident that I tried to be brave. All I really wanted was to go home. Suddenly I missed my teammates, my Dad, and even my brothers. Everything in me was screaming, "RUN!" We were met by a nice man in a white shirt and black slacks. He was super tall and really muscular. He had a sign that read "Kundam." I was walking past him when Mom put out her hand and said, " Amon, it's been so long!"

" Karima honey, get down here. Your dad has a surprise for you" shouted my dad from the living room. He is here, my father is home. I run down the stairs excited to see my, I long for him. He is a fireman and has been away for three days. I know for some people it would be normal, but for me, No!!!

All their attention was on Jessica. Freddie had spent his life as a warrior, achieving great military glory. He retired at 40 years old, married, and started a family. His son, Jonathan, was now 28 years old. Freddie himself was 68 years old, nearing his twilight years. Jessica Cook had just turned 18 years old. She was born when Freddie was already 50 years old. Having been born to him so late in his years, she was a rare gift. Thus, it was no surprise he spoiled her rotten.

His parents, Freddie Clarkson and Hannah Clarkson were at the son's bedside, looking at him with pained expressions. "Isn't that Wendell Hunt supposed to be the boss of the underground society of the Sunny city? His undeserving of that reputation. Your grandpa has instructed him to finish off that Jate Woods and Rogers Reaggan, but not only did he failed his mission. But he also got himself killed instead!" Freddie clarkson was burning with wrath as he spoke to his son.