Effys story (a skins fanfic)

Truths (15)

Freddie's PoV
It killed me that effy had gone. I just wanted to cradle her in my arms and rock her like a baby.

I made my decision then and there as I watched the only one I ever loved walked away from me, forever.I was going to protect effy, no matter what, even if she didn't know she was being protected, I was going to go back to joes gang to keep her safe and no one could stop me.

When I got home, I stuffed some clothes into a black bag and punched the phone number I knew all too well into my phone and waited.

"Hello?"

"Joe, it's Freddie, I've considered your offer and I'm coming back"

"That's great Freddie man, we'll be glad to have you back, I'm glad you made the right decision or things could have got messy"

"Right, I'm on my way to America now can you Pick me up from the airport?"

"Sure, and Freddie? your Mrs is safe now"

"I know" I replied as I cut the phone call off and walked outside my house ready to, once again, leave my home behind.

As I crossed the road, a figure stood still with his arms crossed in front of me.

"Yes?" Of course, It was cook and he was refusing to move.

"Freddie what the hell are you doing?" He asked.

"Going" I replied bluntly, I couldn't let my feelings for my best friend stop me, I was going and there was no stopping me.

"Going where?" Cook asked as he looked me up and down as if trying to figure out where his friend went.

"Back"

"To New York?" He asked in horror.

"Yes now get out of my way" I replied as I tried to push past but he grabbed my arm.

"Freddie you can't leave, not again"

"There's nothing here for me"

"You and eff will work it out, you always do"

"It's not just about that, I need to do something in New York"

"We need you, you selfish bastard, effy certainly does even if she hasn't realised it yet and look, I need you too so stop fucking about"

"I'm sorry cook, but I have to do this"
I replied as I yanked my arm away and started to walk away.

"Freddie, if your really going then be careful okay?" He shouted out after me. I nodded to my best friend and left him, like everyone else in my life, behind.

Effys pov
I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing with a voice message. Rolling out of bed, I grasped the phone and pressed it to my ear groggily as I listened.

"Effy, I'm so sorry that I have to do this but I'm going back to New York and I'm gonna miss you like crazy, I know that you probably want us to end because of everything that has happened but I refuse to give up on us, I'm just taking a break and giving you some time while I protect you from joes gang by going back to them, I love you so much effy more than you'll ever know and hopefully, I'll see you again soon but I have to do this"

A single tear rolled down my face as I leapt out of bed. Freddie was making a huge mistake, joes gang was dangerous and I hoped I could catch him before it was too late. I grabbed some clothes, chucked them on and ran out of the house.

I first tried the shed but it was empty, then I tried his house but his dad told me that Freddie had gone out. I was out of ideas.

I closed my eyes in frustration and broke down on a park bench in tears, I shouldn't have encouraged him to leave, it was all my fault.

Freddie's PoV
I thanked the taxi driver and paid him before getting out at the airport. I walked through the doors and raced through customs hoping that I didn't miss the flight already.

Effys PoV
I pulled out my phone for the 7th time and tried to ring him again. It rang until I heard the familiar voicemail tone. I screamed out in frustration as I tried to come up with a plan. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, it was a text from an unknown number.

Your too late effy stonem
I've got Freddie right where I want him and you can't do anything about it.
You know something effy?
I've never told you my second name, I'm sure it's familiar to you, joe FOSTER. Funny isn't it how sons and fathers think alike well me and my dad certainly do, that's right, your other little boyfriend killed my father and now Freddie will pay will pay for your mistakes.
-joe

I gasped and dropped my phone on the concrete. Cook had killed joes father and now they would punish Freddie. I had to warn him. I picked my phone back up and brushed the dirt off of it. I sent Freddie a quick text hoping that he hadn't left yet.

Freddie your in trouble, joe isn't who he says he is, please come home, your in danger
Eff x

I pressed send and hoped to god that he'd see it before he got into the plane. I waited and waited until I realised that he wasn't going to answer, and it was all because of me. I let out a scream of frustration. People say that screaming helps to let it all out but now I've tried it, I realise how wrong they are. I was too late and now Freddie would suffer.

I let the tears fall and heaved myself off the bench to start the trek home. I tried to convince myself that I was doing this because I was worried about Freddie's safety but I knew that I also couldn't bear to let him leave me again.

Freddie's PoV
I was next in line to board the plane when I felt a vibration in my back pocket. My old phone burned through my jeans like an old memory, full of contacts that I would no longer need in New York. I stood there for a while debating whether to read the text when I had a thought.  A new life meant new things right? So why would I need my old rusty cell phone? I threw it into the bin and felt a great sense of relief. I was going back to where I needed to be and no one could stop me now.