Murderer x Reader. (Book two) (SCRAPED)

Chapter Fifty-Four

Zane's POV:

I sat down watching Laney eat. I looked over at Lottie who was continuing to ignore me. How could she be so harsh? We've been married for four years, and she still doesn't seem happy with me. I sighed looking at my phone, trying to ignore the sudden thuds from the office. I looked at my home screen, noticing a few unread messages. I looked into it, and felt instant regret. I turned off my phone putting it back in my pocket. Why are they messaging now? I got up and looked out the window, our car was in the garage, so it was not like they could even see us. This is Mr. Reed's house though...And they go where Mr. Reed dose... "Zane..?" I heard Lottie ask behind me making me jump. I turned around to face her, "Ah! Lottie! What seems to be the problem?" Lottie would stare at me taking a sip of her beer. "You seem more anxious than normal..." I would sigh, "I'm not good at hiding things well, huh?" She shook her head, "Nope." I signed walking away, "Just...tell me if a blue stingray comes near the house..?" Lottie would chuckle, "Alright," Not even a second passed. "Blue stingray." I felt my eyes widen. "Shi- Shirt! What?!" I turned back quickly to face her. "I said, there is a blue stingray." I felt panic grow. No...No. I can't bear to deal with them right now. "What's wrong? Is it some crazy ex-girlfriend I don't know about-" she stared at the window panicked. "Fuck...It's the slut."

Second Person POV:

You started getting dressed, and Archer was buttoning up his shirt. There was a knock on the door causing you to jump a little. "Mr. Reed! I-I'm sorry to bother you, but it's really important!" Archer would sigh, walking over to the door. "What is it now?" Zane would clear his throat. "I-I think you should come out here and see whos here..." Archer would look over at you and smile, before leaving the room, making sure to leave without opening the door too far. You continued to get dressed, then it hit you. Who's there..?

Archer's POV:

I walked out of the room locking the door behind me. I stared at Zane. "Well?" I paused smelling french perfume. I turned my head to see none other than Jammie.
(His picture is above.) He smiled walking over to me, his heels clicking the wood floor. "Archey! I missed you!" He wrapped his arms around me hugging me. I just stood there, accepting this. He let go after what felt like an eternity and looked at Zane. "You...Changed?" He said, not quite sure how to talk to his son after four years. "I'm glad you missed me too dad." He said sighing as he walked back to Lottie. Jammie looked back at me, "Where has he been?" I stretched looking at the ceiling. "Hawaii, Jammie." Jammie would nod, trying to change the subject. He placed his hands on my chest, causing me to stop stretching. "I need a favor..." He purred looking up at me with lust. I stared down at him looking for an excuse. "I'm not in the mood." I groaned out. Jammie would whine, "Why is thattt?" I heard the door to my office open, I looked over and saw Muffin fixing their shirt. I looked back at Jammie who, knew. "Oh. I see." He said looking up at me, slowly putting his nails in my chest. "I was too late?" Jammie said sounding aggravated. I sighed, "Can't we just talk about this some other time?" Muffin would walk over, causing Jammie to let go. "Oh! Jammie! It's been a while!" Muffin said smiling. Jammie would smile, the fakest smile I've seen. "Indeed it has!" "Can I get you anything?" Jammie would shrug, "Tea would do. Thank you, you're so sweet to me." He said. He couldn't sound less fake? Muffin would nod walking to the kitchen. Jammie looked back at me. "You can't just continue shooting me down, Archey." I sighed, "C'mon, Jammie. Why do we have to do this?" Jammie would stare crossing his arms, "The contract?" I'd sigh walking away, "Can't we change it?" Jammie would follow, "Change it? Are you high? Changing it wouldn't bring me any joy!" I nodded, "So let's change it." He'd scoff sitting down at the counter, Muffin setting the tea down.

"Change what?" Muffin asked looking at Jammie. Jammie would smile, "Oh, it's just our contract. Sweet nothings I suppose." Jammie would say sipping the tea. Muffin would nod looking over at me. I looked away and sat on the couch, Laney sitting next to me. "Grandpa?" Laney asked looking up at me. I looked over smiling, "Mhm?" "Why do I have two grandpas? And is the other one bad?" I chuckled, "Well. That's your Father's dad. And I'm your Mother's dad. But...Yeah, the other one is a little bad." She gasped, "Why is he bad?" I shrugged, "He just is?" "Please, Like you aren't bad," Jammie said staring. "What are you doing? Trying to fill the kid's brain with lies? Make yourself look like the good guy?" I shrugged. "I'm only talking to her. You don't want anything to do with her though." Muffin would look over, "Why don't you want Laney?" Jammie would stare, "I never said I didn't want her." I'd shrug sitting up, "Jammie's just afraid of getting old. And Laney is a reminder he's thirty-four." Jammie would shoot his eyes towards me, "I am not old! Thirty-four isn't that bad either!" I chuckled slightly, "Sure Jammie. I'm sure everything is just as it was four years ago huh? You are still as flexible and full of energy as you were before. Right?" Jammie would stare at me before storming off. Not saying a word. Muffin would look over at me, "Don't tease him. He looks upset..." I stared, "Why don't you help him then?" Muffin would get up and start to follow Jammie, "Alight...I will.'