ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 8/17/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner, Source: xHamster
... one, except Cat who was already a wreck, showing the least bit of sympathy. "He was our friend for years. For some of us, he was more." All eyes moved to Jade for a moment, but Freddie's stayed for a few seconds longer, still processing what Andre said. "You two tore my heart out, and you know what I did?" Tori asked, looking back and forth between the former bride and groom. "I acted like it didn't bother me, and tried to be your friend, knowing what I was missing out on- fantasizing about being Jade and you making me yours, Freddie. Or imagining that pillow I'd press against me was your body, Jade. I did that every night practically, and STILL, I agreed to stand beside you while you got married. I did what I had to do just to keep you around, and not once did I even feel like you cared. You guys do whatever you want… I'm fucking done." Tori sneered at her former friends and lovers before marching into the bathroom and locking the door behind her. "Daddy what's a fuck-toy?" "Umm…" Spencer said wide eyed, and still wincing, giving a look of blame to Freddie before taking Savanna to the other side of the bar to ex-plain away something that he never imagined in a million years. "Not to ignore what just happened," Nate said, taking a seat on a barstool, "but do we think dumping Beck meant something?" "I don't know…" Freddie said, his face flushed and ears buzzing from getting verbally bitch slapped. "This guy ...
... loves showing off his work. Tasha, Robbie, that psychic, and now Beck." "Or…" Carly said, coming to Freddie's side to casually touch his shoulder to comfort him, "maybe he was a gift." "What?" the three guys said in unison towards the former web star. "Well, if this is your dad, maybe giving Beck to you, since he was Jade's ex, was like a gift." "That's ten degrees of fucked up," Andre said, shaking his head. "No more fucked up than stringing up Robbie like a goddamn marionette," Jade muttered, her mind also still little more than static since Tori's rampage completed. "Fact, he said back, before looking at Freddie as if it was his turn to speak. "There's something else we found too." "Yeah," Freddie said, reaching inside his pocket to pull out the key. "This was in Beck's mouth. Post mortem I'd assume. But whoever left this key wants me to meet them." "You're not seriously-" "I don't know, Jade," he said calmly. "If this is my dad, maybe he just wants to talk." "Or…" Jade said, preparing her sardonic retort, "it's another fucking trap by the killer to get you alone, like… I don't know… every fucking thing that's happened so far." "I think I need to go," Freddie said, walking back behind the bar, to fix a drink before he went out into the night for this meeting. Jade quickly shuffled over to him, leaving Nate, Carly, and Andre to stand there and grasp ...