Life On The Run Part 4 2P!ArthurXReader

Alfred's P.O.V.
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I casually strolled down the vacant alley in search of the brothel where I was hoping to find Arthur; for ____'s sake.  

"Hey there big boy, you looking for some company~?"  One of the big breasted sluts asked with a wink and a seductive tone in her voice.  

"No, Angel, not this time."

        "Aw come on now you haven't visited us in over a month and all of a sudden you show up, and don't want us to show you a good time? What an ass hole."  She said as the other girls giggled and she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, but she still had that playful look in them.

"Trust me the only reason I came down here to see you skanks is cause I'm looking for a friend."  I said the annoyance in my voice increasing.

"A friend, hm? Well is it a good friend like better than me?" She said as the laughter from the others continued.

"Listen bitch this baseball bat ain't just for show."  I said swinging it around gently.

"Okay okay jeez who is it?"

"You can't miss him he has light blonde hair, neon blue eyes with pink in them, wears a pink bow tie with a purple collared shirt, white slacks, brown loafers, oh and hes got this insane smile that he's always sporting."

Angel thought and talked it over with some of the other girls.  "Well we had someone like that show up, but he wasn't wearin' no smile, but we thought that one of our best could change that."

"Which room is she in?!"

"Whoa baby calm down you can get a piece of her when she's done."

"Angel when she's done she won't be among the living!"

        The shock and urgency was seen in her eyes when they shot open, she quickly turned around and into the whore house with me trailing behind her.  "Here's the room she said as she quickly unlocked it and pushed the door open.  When we entered Angel screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of all the blood, the sliced up body, and Arthur standing over it with a blank expression.

        "Arthur what the hell!"  I hissed at him walking over to the psycho.  "Do you want the cops to find ya and put ya away? The fuck am I sayin' they'd probably put ya on death row!"  He turned around and lunged at me with the knife.

"Where is Francis and _____?"

"The hell man?"  I said blocking him with my bat.

"I asked you a question Artie and you know how I don't like to repeat myself. So I'll ask you again where is Francis and _____?"

"Why?"

"Because Francis needs to learn to keep his hands off of MY things!" Arthur screamed while slicing my cheek.

"Arthur calm yourself! Francis has no interest in _____!"  I replied trying to dodge as many cuts and jabs that he threw at me.

"Ballocks hold still damn it!"  He said still chasing me around with the knife.

"Arthur ______'s been worried sick about you! She's been looking everywhere for you; the boutique, the bakery, and even the tea shop!"

"So that's where the wanker is."  Arthur said giving me one more cut to the chest as well as a jab to the stomach for good measure as he ran off.

"Shit."  I said crouching on the floor as I cradled my stomach.  I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed _____.

"Hello?"

"Hey this is Alfred and I found Arthur."

"You did?! Oh thank goodness where is he?"

        "He ran off to where you and Francis are at, and he's pissed, tell Francis to find a weapon and I'll be there as soon as I can to help."  I hung up and then ran off to the tea shop and bakery, hoping to get there before Arthur had another brawl.  But I had a feeling in my gut that this time he'd kill whoever got in his way.