Murderer x Reader. (Book two) (SCRAPED)

Chapter Seventy-Two

Second Person POV:

You walked checked on Archie, seeing he was still asleep. You sighed deciding to face Archer again. You exited the room and knocked on the door, the door slowly swinging open. You slowly walked in, seeing Archer not in the room, the window wide open. You walked over looking out before you shut the window. You sighed exiting the room and walking towards the hallway, seeing Milo hugging his dog. "Archer...Should be at the bar... He goes there when he's upset." You nodded walking out the door. You pulled your key out of your pocket and unlocked the car. You got in the car and pulled out of the driveway. You started driving down the road, ten miles over the speed limit already. You stopped at the intersection looking both ways before you continued to drive. You arrived at the bar, five intersections later—seven minutes in reality. You killed the gas getting out of the car. You walked downstairs and opened the door searching around. You saw Jammie, messing with Archer. Once again. You saw Archer looking at the news tv screen, drinking a beer. Jammie putting his hands on Archer's arm. Trying to get his attention. You felt anger rise in you. Wanting to push Jammie as far away as possible. You started to walk over before you heard a familiar laugh. Giggle. Just...That laugh... You turned towards the laughter, feeling your eyes widen. It... couldn't...How...No... The female noticed you staring and looked at you confused. "Are you alright?" She said, her voice laced with concern. You slowly walked over, making the man next to her stretch his arm out, as if he were protecting her. "Lacey..?" You asked staring. She looked at you confused. "How...Do you know my name?" She asked confused. "Lacey! It's me! We're best friends? You were Archer's best friend?" Lacey shook her head. "I...I don't know you. I think you have me confused with someone else..." You shook your head, "Your Lacey! Lacey Robs! You went to Almer Independent school district, you love animals, your favorite color is purple -" she looked at you terrified. "P... Please go away..." She begged. "Lacey I-" the guy got outta his chair. "She requested you to leave." He said crossing his arms. You sighed walking away. You were sure that's Lacey. You've just gotta get past that guy... You looked back at Archer. Jammie was. Way. Too close. You started to walk over, then Archer got up himself. You paused watching his movements. He looked at Jammie and said something. Jammie shook his head, "You know that's not going to happen, Archie." Archer sighed looking at him. He sighed, "This whole time, I've told you to quit and stop touching me. I've told you to get away. But you still don't listen. " Archer shook his head. Jammie smiled. "Why would I stop? You're such a big man. I can't resist it." He smirked. Archer sighed looking at him. "You don't plan to stop anytime soon?" Archer asked staring. Jammie shook his head smiling. "I don't think I could ever stop Archer..." He said, his hands climbing into his arm. Archer sighed reaching into his pocket. He put his arm on his shoulder, pulling him in closer. Whispering stuff in his ear. You looked at him confused.

Jammie's POV:

Pain bloomed in my chest as the knife met my skin. I stumbled back, clutching onto the wound as Archer pulled the knife back out, letting me go. Blood bubbled in my throat as I hacked it up, the wound having pierced my lungs. "You... You...!" I sputtered out, falling to my knees as I kept coughing. I heard a female scream, everyone went silent after that. Archer looked down on me, twirling the knife in his hand. He smiled down on me, not a hint of anything but glee in his eyes. "I... can't believe." I choked out before trying to gasp for breath, the blood filling in my lungs starting to drown them from the inside out. "Sorry." Was Archer's simple response. He watched as I writhed on the ground, clawing at my throat to try and get air in my filled lungs. Archer knelt down to me and slowly, gently took my head in his hands. Archer just smiled as I was slowly dying, I gave him the most withering glare I could while still gasping for air. Archer gave me one last condescending pat on the head, before snapping my neck.

Second person POV:

The light immediately faded from his eyes as Jammie's struggling body went limp. Archer dropped the body and stepped back, before plunging the knife into Jammie's shoulder. The room was dead silent. Archer murdered someone. In front of a crowd of other murders. Which, I'm sure wouldn't be a problem, but. Lacey was there as well. You slowly looked back at Lacey. The person she was with started at Archer surprised. Lacey was shaking, nearly going to cry in fear. Nobody moved though. Nobody knew what to do. Archer just. Killed Jammie. The room was silent. Nobody said a single word. Not a single whisper. Archer didn't move either. He kept staring at Jammie. You watched the person with Lacey drag her away from this crime scene. Lacey's face terrified. After they left, everyone went back to what they were doing. Still hesitant though. Archer got up and walked towards the bathroom. You followed behind him. He went in the room and locked the door. You stood outside waiting for him to come out. He came out a little later. He looked directly at you. "What are you doing here..?" he questioned. You looked at him nervously. "I...uh...Came to check on you. I didn't know you were going to do something really...Drastic." Archer looked at where Jammie laid, the bartender took him off somewhere. He looked at you, "He pisse me off for the last time." You nodded slowly. "Did you...Get your anger out?" He nodded slowly. You followed him exiting the building.