What did he just say?

Did he seriously think that?!

He doesn’t deserve it!

I was an asshole and I am the one that doesn’t deserve him!

I would argue but I feel like utter shit.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

I don’t feel bad because of the fight I feel dizzy and weak

I could barely keep my eyes open.

What the fuck?

The last thing I remember is seeing Frankie’s worried –tear stained- face.

-----Time Lapse-----

When I wake up it –seems to be- past mid day.

How the fuck did I sleep that much?

The first thing I notice (after the fact that I’m actually awake) is that Frankie is curled up in bed with me.

Curled up as in half on top of me.

Which I –of course- am not complaining about.

I smiled to myself and hugged Frankie closer to me.

That’s when I noticed I wasn’t wearing a shirt and that my hands where bandaged.

Oh.

That’s when I remembered everything that happened yesterday.

Fuck.

And Frankie thinks it’s his fault.

Of motherfucking course it’s not his fault!

I saw Frankie stir in his sleep and then he woke up.

I smiled at him and he smiled back.

“You don’t hate me?” he asked me.

I felt like shooting myself.

Why the fuck would he think I hate him?!

“Of course not…what you said last night-“

“Wait. You don’t hate me, but you don’t want to be with me anymore, right?” he was sitting up now. Looking at me with doe eyes.

“Frankie…I want nothing more than to spend the rest of eternity with you-“

“Then there’s no problem! Let’s be together!” he exclaimed.

“Frankie. Listen to me, baby! What you said last night is not true I am the one that is sorry. I was an asshole and I am the one that doesn’t deserve you!” he was quiet for a little while.

He just looked at me with those beautiful eyes and I felt like killing myself for all the bad things I had put him through.

“I- you. Uhm, I don’t…‘Rard are you…sorry?” he asked me.

“Of course I’m sorry! I just want you to be happy…I promise I’ never ever hurt you. I love you.” I answered.

He seemed apprehensive at first, doubtful.

But he slowly crawled towards me and hugged me.

“I’m sorry for being a bitch. And I…forgive you…but if you do anything like that again I won’t doubt in leaving you. Even if it kills me.” He whispered.

“Thank you…and I won’t ever do something like that again…I promise.”

Notes

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