Lonely Freddy Novels & Stories

Nei-nei said, her voice trailing off. “He might be a little rigid and uptight but Freddie has a good heart and he’s softer than he appears. Please, don’t give up on him.” “You know, one time he was drunk. He told me about his worst fear.” Grandma Jojo continued. “What is his worst fear?” Avery asked, her curiosity waned into her mind as she wondered what Fredrick could possibly be afraid of. “Abandonment…” “He’s afraid that he’s going to be abandoned by his loved ones and so he doesn’t let anyone close.”

Happy said coldly. "I don’t need anything of your favor," Frederick replied. Happy let out a chuckle, then turned his back to Frederick. "Beat him up,” he ordered, and the men he had brought with him advanced toward Frederick. Moments later, the room fell silent. "Why go through the trouble of getting hurt?" Happy said with a sigh as he turned back around. In his mind, he expected Frederick to be beaten into submission, leaving with the eight hundred and eighty million. However, his top fighters were lying on the ground, coughing up blood.

Inner Devil: ‘Freedonia, a country with plenty of perfect men! Inner Devil 2: ‘Here we come! I’m excited -’ Inner Devil: ‘Shhh! Let’s not jinx it. Freya might still pull a U-turn before we even land.’ ‘I heard that!’ Freya scolded her thoughts. ‘I’m not going to get laid in Freedonia! I am simply getting my shares!’

Freddie sent out another hoot of laughter. “Dignity? Boy, what man wouldn’t love to have all the pretty ladies practically throw themselves at his feet?” Freddie exclaimed between laughter and James allowed his disgust to show. None of those women really were interested in him but his pretty boy face, as Freddie put it, or his bad ass reputation.

He spoke “Oh, come on, guys, don’t kill me with your stares.” “Now your hero mode is turned off?” Ace stepped forward as a gesture of hitting him but he dodged. Then Freddie ran from there while Ace was trying to hit him that resulted in laughter around them. After a few minutes of enjoying, they three left from there. Two days later, when Freddie was on the way to his home, after a late night party, he saw Olivia on the road, beside her car. It seemed her car gave a trouble. Freddie smirked looking at her and he halted his car, beside her.

Dylan put the phone in Frederick's hand, "You want to call Paul?" Frederick took the phone, nodded, then looked back into the operating room. Determined in a short time, Erwin could not go out, so he went to a corner to make a phone call. Dylan Johnson saw Frederick's back and somehow felt that Frederick was lonely. Dylan leaned back, and sighed, rubbing his temples. This was a real headache, he thought, Frederick's next life was more comfortable, did not expect bad things to happen.

I'd rather a death be quick and painless then of freaking starvation. I haven't been taken from my room in days. I wish I knew how long I've been here. Of course no one is probably looking. The only "friends" I had were the ones I worked with at the club. And my boss is probably pissed that I haven't shown up to work. So I'm never going to be found because no one is looking. Downsides of being a loner. If you ever get kidnapped, you're fucked.

The girls next to him are no different, short dresses. Dresses short enough for me to know they both agent wearing underwear, unfortunately. Their hair is all over the show sticking at odd ends and laying flat against their faces. But they're aware, not drunk to the point of oblivion. "Where you been?" Freddie's slur cause his saliva to land smack on my face. Rubbing at the now infected skin, I turn my head to him. "Work. Yo, where's the tattoo artists?" I have to shout in order for him to hear me because unlike him I don't shout for a living.

We don’t really keep contact. Freddie’s not in the country I think. The last time I saw him was four years ago. He talked about relocating to Cuba. Cage isn’t really committed. He’s still single and he took over the italian mafia. Ace. Damn Ace, he’s still hot and obviously single. Piper and Brandon are still my closest friends till date. Brandon moved to LA to pursue his career while Piper is still in New York. She works as an accountant now.

Tristan spoke confidently. Freddy stared at him in disgust. He knew Tristan Young all too well. He was the most underserving person of Francine. Tristan saw Freddy as well. “Freddy!” He hollered. “My man! The hero of the hour!” He shouted. Freddy ignored him and took a swig of his drink. Tristan left the ladies and walked over to Freddy, his steps unsteady. “Come on, man. Let’s catch up. It has been a while.”