Murderer x Reader. (Book two) (SCRAPED)

Chapter Eighty-Seven

Second Person POV:

It was 8:35 PM. Archer and you got a sitter for Archie, aka, someone in your family. Archer was dressed up in a suit and tie, and you decided a t-shirt and jeans just wouldn't cut it tonight. You wore a white button-down with black pants. Archer hadn't taken you to the performance reviews in a while, to the point you had almost forgotten how they worked. You moved past people, smiling as they shook your hand or gave you small compliments. You stood in the car dealership, the cars were taken out so there was more room for people. Archer held your hand as he talked to people around him. You heard the speakers come on, "Good evening. The time is 8:37 PM, to those in the past, you all know what is to be expected. To those who've never had a performance review with this company, it is quite simple. We'll come to get you and tell you about your performance this year, if you fail your performance, we'll ask you kindly not to return." Archer chuckled, "That's putting it lightly." The voice continued, "Enjoy the music, drinks, and food provided." You could hear the speaker turn off, and the music begin. Archer walked toward someone, causing you to be dragged along. Ms. Angela had her arm around Milo's. You smiled seeing them, "Hey you two. How are you guys doing?" Milo smiled "We're doing pretty great. We decided that we're going down to the courthouse tomorrow to finally get married." Ms. Angela smiled, "Yes...And our parents said they'd fly out... so I suppose we'll have a party..." Ms. Angela said nervously. You nodded looking at them, "How do you two think you'll do?" Milo smiled, "I'm excused this year due to my injury but, I'm sure Ms. Angela will do perfectly as always." She had a small smile on her face. "Thanks, Milo..." Archer chuckled, "We'll all be fine. I'm sure of it." You looked around the crowded room, "Should we...go to the balcony? For old time sake..?" Milo smiled nodding, "That would be lovely." You turned to start to walk, "Hey...Y/N. There's something I need to tell you." Archer started. Suddenly someone yelled out for Milo. Ms. Angela let go of him as he turned around. The man shook Milo's hand smiling, "Hey, Milo! Long time no see! How's Michelle?" Milo cleared his throat, "Er....She left me...after my brother died, too. And my dad got deported. And then he died...But I've got Ms. Angela!" He smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "That's. Nice." The man said awkwardly. "Yeah...But how are you?" Milo asked. The man chuckled, "Great actually...Just had a second child." Milo smiled patting him on the back. "That's great. I'm glad you and your husband are going great." The man nodded, "I'm going to see if I can find the rest of the idiots. Take care." He said scurrying off. Which is understandable. How else do you react to hearing your friend's past few years summed up in one sentence? You all got a drink, finally finding Lacey. You invited her to join you all on the balcony, to which she agreed. You all went up the stairs until you finally reached the balcony. You looked at the highway with the night traffic. Archer looked at the wall chuckling, "Damn Milo, are you getting kinky?" He said pointing to the rope on the wall. Milo's face went red, "Wha- No! Archer!" Lacey smiled sitting on the railing, "I heard men love being tied to chairs and gagged, it makes them feel masculine." Archer nodded, "This is very funny, because I went to a class on bondage, that discussed hyper-masculinity in the practice, and basically made this exact point. But like...Unironically." Ms. Angela stared at Archer, "A class on what..?" Milo stared, "And I'm the kinky one!?" You felt yourself laugh, causing Archer to smile. You looked towards the highway, drinking out of the glass. "Do you guys think...We'll always be together like this?" Milo asked out of nowhere. "I sure hope so." Lacey smiled. You nodded looking at him. "Huh? Where did that come from?" Archer questioned. "Eh? Oh! Just uh. Thinking out loud!" Archer chuckled, "Well...I doubt we could be together forever...We've got to grow up and move on someday..." Milo nodded looking down. "What's important isn't how often we see each other. Just how often we think about each other." Lacey held out her glass, "Cheers to thinking about each other!" She said with a smile. Archer chuckled putting his glass against hers. "Cheers." You, Milo, and Ms. Angela joined. "Cheers." Suddenly a woman came over and requested to see Archer. Archer handed you his glass and kissed your cheek, "I'll be back, Muffin" He chuckled. "You're going to do great!" Lacey yelled. Milo and Ms. Angela seemed to be talking privately. "I love you...You might as well take my name now, you're already worthy." Milo said with a smile. "Please go..." She begged. "What is it?" Milo questioned, "What's wrong my angel?" She shook her head looking away, "You know nothing about me...You've known me only a few months." Milo stared, "A few months? Angela, I've known you all my life." "All your life." Ms. Angela mocked. He sighed, "It's true. When I heard beautiful music I thought, 'she would love that.' I've looked at flowers knowing one day I'd give them to you." "Oh stop it. I know I'll never be her." She shook her head storming off. Mio followed without hesitation, calling after her. You looked at Lacey surprised, "So much just happened in a short period of time..." She nodded slowly, "We should probably follow them. For the drama...And to make sure they're okay." You and Lacey walked back inside, looking for Milo and Ms. Angela. "Are you kidding me!?" You heard a woman yell. You turned your attention toward the woman's voice, Lacey kept walking."Richard, you're the best assassin we have in the whole organization. You kill good and are great at deception...But. You've gotten to the point it is unbearable to handle. People don't want to go on missions with you any longer." Suddenly you heard Archer's voice. "You know what. I don't care. Because I'm trying to move forward." Archer said plainly. The woman scoffed. "You haven't changed at all!" "Yes! Congratulations! You're the last person to get that. I'm not going to change. I don't need your help. I'm the one who has to live with all the shit I've ever done." The woman sighed, "You killed four co-workers this year, one including Jamie, and due to his death caused the suicide of seven different employees. Your overall mood is horrible, and you constantly think you're better than everyone. And along with that, you tried to take over the organization with your own hands four years ago. Nearly getting yourself hung." He groaned, "That was four years ago! So what if I caused deaths, that's fewer people and paperwork for you to do." She sighed, "I'm not going to fire you. Heavens knows I can't do that for the sake of business...But you better watch it... The Unseen Forces won't stop until they've got your life to shit. No matter how many times we tell you this, you constantly shrug it off. Mark my words, Richard. Your days are numbered." "Can I go now?" He sounded aggravated. "Yes! Go!" She yelled. He stormed out of the room, immediately meeting your gaze. "Richard..?" You questioned. "Who's Richard..." He looked at you, almost like he didn't know what to say. "Is...Your name, not Archer..?" You see stared. "Muffin. Y/N. There's a reasonable explanation for this all..." he said trying to grab your hand. You recoiled, "I don't even know who you are anymore! Your story keeps changing, you aren't home often...Are you even the man I married?" Archer looked at you star stuck. "I..." He stared. "Y/N...It's. Still me.  You have to trust me. Remember earlier when I said I wanted to tell you something?" You started to walk away, not wanting to hear from him. "I wanted to say that you're going to hear some bad things about me...and some of them are true. But trust me. Everything I've worked for. Everything I care about is for our family. Look into my eyes, Y/N. Do you really think I'm a horrible person?" You shook your head, "I...I don't know anymore."

(Meant to post this on March 10th)