Forgetting Archer ✔

Chapter 21

Debbie's POV.

It's been exactly a month since I’ve seen Archer. I know I lied to him but I had to. I needed space to think about what he had said to me. I felt awfully guilty that I blamed him for everything and he took it all. Even though I was the one keeping something really big from him, I kept thinking of ways he'd react to the news. I would not be happy if I was in his place.

Bodyguards were in every corner I looked at and I haven't heard anything about Wayne for the while that I’ve been here and I didn't worry much because he did say he was waiting until my life was on track so he could tear it apart. And right now it’s completely on the ground.

I broke up with Parker a few days before the funeral but it was as if he didn't care. He said Archer had already told him to expect the breakup which made me confused.

"Debbie," I looked to see my grandfather standing in the doorway of my childhood bedroom.

He was holding up quite well looking at the fact that he was the one that found her that morning. At the funeral, he did a heartfelt speech about how they met and their journey of love. How they found millions of reasons to keep away from each other but they just couldn't get enough of each other. They said when they had Uncle Marcus, Missy's father, they knew they had to either stay together or go their separate ways. They chose option one and lived their life happily after.

That made me think so much about Archer. I have been finding so many excuses to keep hating him but honestly it should be the other way around. I am so dreading the day he finds out.

"Hey grandpa," I said with a sad smile. 

"When are you going back to LA?" he asked, taking a seat beside me on the small bed.

"Maybe the end of this week. There's nothing to really go back to though," I answered.

"Not even Archer?" he asked after a few seconds of silence. "Debear, you heard what I said about finding excuses. You shouldn't let what happened in the past prevent you from living in the future."

"I know. But I’m scared," I whimpered.

"Scared to be happy?" 

"Yes, what if it all ends badly again?"

"It won’t if you just tell yourself that he's what you want. It will be hard, but it’s worth it. It’s what your grandmother wanted. To see both of you happy together. That was her death wish and mine to see that happen for both of us."

I instantly broke into tears at the news hugging him. My head suddenly hurts and so does my heart. I went through so much because I was being so stubborn and selfish.

"Okay, I’m going back tomorrow."

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I stood looking at the house I left a month ago. It looked still and lonely, besides the bodyguards that roamed around the area. I took slow steps towards the house but overtime my speed increased and soon I was full-on running into the house.

"Archer!" I yelled out from the living room. Then my feet carried me to the kitchen where the sight froze me. Corabella was there, not only that, but as soon as she saw me, tipped on her toes and began kissing him.

I became furious. I stalked towards them just as Archer shoved her off him angrily. I wasted no time in grabbing her hair and tugging her to the ground sitting on top of her.

"You bitch!" I shrieked, slapping her in her face as she scratched at me with her nails screaming and kicking insanely.

“You wanna take my man? I can give you my fist for free?!” I screamed at her violently punching her in different places. A pair of strong arms circled my waist and pulled me up against them. I kicked widely getting a few kicks at her face.