As he came I saw the light flood back into his eyes and concern. He had quickly pulled out and untied me from the extra restraints but kept the original ones. I couldn't stop my sobbing but instead of lashing out at me he gathered me in his arms and held me, singing to me softly. Even though he was my attacker I couldn't help but to curl into him and fall asleep in his arms.

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Later I awake to the sound of soft music flooding the room. I open my eyes and see him sitting on the bed next to me, sketchbook in hand shading in his drawing. He looks over at me and smiles with a hint of sadness in his eyes. "Hi, Frankie." he says softly. I just look at him wondering how he can go from vicious to caring in so little time. "I'm sorry what happened it wasn't me... sometimes it's just like I black out and something else takes over . I never wanted to do that to you. It's just you need to understand not to talk to me a certain way okay?" "okay" I say quietly. He gives another smile this one a bit more genuine. He holds my hands in his, " I know you'll grow to love me Frankie. Just give it some time and when you do everything will go back to normal. Well it'll be much better because we'll have each other." Upon hearing this I lean up and kiss him on the lips hoping this will help me to get faster away from this psycho.

Notes

Sorry its so short and its been a week. So manipuklative Frank will all go in his favor/ let me know what you guys think. AS always thanks for reading!!!! :)