Lonely Freddy Novels & Stories

That stormy night, during an argument, all that hatred finally exploded. She wanted my parents gone. She wanted me to feel what it was like to be an orphan. She knew Dad often drove to work late at night. So, she loosened the brake line on his car. And just like that, the case was closed. Freya paid a terrible price for her crimes. After the investigation ended, Mom resigned from her job. She was no longer in any condition to work. She went to Grandma's house, begging for forgiveness, but Grandma refused to open the door.

The voices rose to a clamor, and everyone in the living room began to cheer on the bet. I returned to the room and frantically packed my stuff, taking everything I saw and shoving it into the suitcase. It wasn't until my calf bumped into the corner of the table that a sob escaped me. Hayden Baxter fell for Lola Dunbar, a woman seven years his junior. He bought her a house and a car, and took her on fabulous holidays around the world. However, Lola refused to even let him hold her hand. She brandished her talent for waterworks and whined, "You're married. I can't do this to Elena!"

William stood at the center of the dance floor as he held Joy by her waist and relished in everyone’s jealous gazes. Meanwhile, I could not even make a sound. The icy air that seeped out from under the gaps of the freezer door made the bodyguards tremble in the cold. They exchanged glances, and one of them asked, “Don’t you think that the freezer’s temperature is colder than usual?” Another said through chattering teeth, “Y-yeah. Why is it so cold? We’re already freezing. Miss Violet hasn’t even let out a peep. Do you think she’s okay in there?”

"You're the cause of all this! You have him wrapped around your little finger, don't you? You have Theo right by the balls! I bet he gets down on his knees every night and sucks your cock!" A hand on my shoulder made me jump, but it was just Freddie. "Come on. Let's get out of here. Nobody should be paying any attention to that lunatic." "Everyone, get back to work," Mr. Landon said before glancing at me. God, I felt so ashamed. "Don't feel bad," Freddie whispered to me as we headed toward my office. "It was very clear to see that that guy was out of it. What the hell even happened to his face?"

Waiting. And lately, Freddie had started thinking… Why not him? Why did Ledger get everything? The glory. The spotlight. The girl. It wasn’t just about Cassie anymore. It was about everything. Ledger got to be the star. He had the perfect family. The name. The charm. The backup. And Freddie? He just played his part. Always two steps behind. Not today. Freddie shot Ledger a text that morning. “Meet me on the ice. One-on-one. First to three.”

It was sickening. Freddie had always thought himself untouchable, but here he was, reduced to a pathetic figure crawling on the floor, desperation stamped on his face. I knelt beside him, grinding my teeth to control my anger. “Freddie, are you okay?” My voice was low, careful not to give Williams any reason to turn his attention toward me. I glanced around, ensuring we had a moment before they realized they weren't alone.

"Emma, I saw the video of Hunter fighting last night. What happened? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, Freddie. And don't ask me to go to the Aftershock auditions today. I am not feeling well." Freddie, of all people, understands teen parties. He practically encourages me to attend them for fame, followers, and friends. The three 'Fs' I am supposed to care about. Freddie never thinks about the fourth 'F' for fuck. As in, I don't give a fuck today, Freddie. "Okay, I will let Model Perfect know you aren't feeling well. What are we sick with today?"

“It'll be fine. I'm sure they're just happy to see me back in country.” He didn't say it like he believed it. He sounded like he was trying to convince me that the apocalypse wouldn't be so bad. That there were going to be perks of a hellfire landscape. I looked down at my shoes, trying very hard not to panic or cry. The last thing I needed was to leave the store with streaky mascara and blotchy skin. “Hey, Zoey.” Freddie's voice was light and friendly. I didn't look up. Suddenly, his face filled my vision. He was down on his knees, looking up at me with a playful smile.

It was Chris' house. Chris asked if she won't mind spending the day with him at his house and Emily didn't disagree. That wasn't her first time spending time with a man alone in his house and she just had to be careful. "You'll be my life jacket, you'll come to save me." They chorused. Heartily. The song "Life Jacket" By Sia. They were washing the plate they used In eating. Few minutes later, they were done and went to the sitting room. Emily crawled to the Tv and turned it on. She looked for a suitable channel for them to watch and she finally saw one. She held the remote and crawled back to Chris who came back with two glasses of juice and some snacks.

"Thank you for the compliment." My tone was flat, like I was stating something trivial. "Oh, and Mr. Carter, there's something you might not know. Your assets have already been frozen." I looked at him, a faint smile at the corner of my lips. "And your partner left yesterday. Took your jewelry with her." James' eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot. The officers dragged him away, along with Wade, who was still trembling. Selena shrank into the corner, trying to make herself invisible.