Fuck


Fuck!


FUCK!


I sped up.


I had to make it there soon.


Why the fuck does this have to happen to me?!


WHY?!


I could see Frankie staring at me with a horrified expression on his face.


Fuck, he doesn't know what's going on. I'm just scarring him.


I reached my hand over and placed it on his knee.


Giving what I hoped was a comforting squeeze.
"You okay, princess?"


I could see him relax slightly, "What's wrong?" he asked me.


I don't want to worry him, "Nothing, honey. I'm go-"


"Don't fucking lie to me. I know something's wrong. fucking tell me, I have the right to know."


"I'm going to take you home...and then I have to go fix a few things, yeah?"


"What? You're gonna leave me home alone? And what are you going to 'fix'? What's going on?!"


"I'll take you to our new house and you are going to stay there, okay?"


He didn't answer.


The rest of the drive was silent.


When we got to the house Frankie barely looked up.


If he weren't so upset he'd be happy about the whole 'living together' thing.


The house was pretty. And big. And private.


It was made -almost entirely- of wood and glass. It was six stories tall, twelve bedrooms (two masters) complete with a bathroom each, grand diner, kitchen, 3 living rooms, a movie room, game room, pool and a big garden out back. With huge windows that took up the space of whole walls and dark wood that made it look even more beautiful.

It was basically in the middle of nowhere. Away from everything, a 5 hour drive to the city if you took the normal road, but there was a shortcut that you could only take once you were inside of the house territory that made it an only ten minute drive.

There was a great security system -I had to make sure my Frankie was safe at all time- with cameras and electric wire you could activate from the inside.
There was also a 'panic' button Frankie could press and that would lock everything and automatically notify the police.
Since the house was so far from everything it was quiet and peaceful and surrounded by miles and miles of forest.

I had stopped at the front of the house and got out of the car, walking to Frankie's side and opening the door for him.

"Baby? We're home."

He didn't look at me as he got out of the car, as he looked up at the house or as he got in to the house.

Once inside he walked around until he found the main living room. Then he sat down on one of the big, back, puffy couches.


"Princess, I have to go now...but you'l be okay here. And I won't take long. I promise." I kneeled next to him but he turned away from me.


I sighed and got up, walking out.


I was halfway out of the room when he spoke.


"'Rard, where are you even going?" he whispered.


I sat down next to him on the couch. He curled in to my side and clutched on to my shirt., I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him even closer to me.


"Honey, it's a long story."


"I have all night."


I sighed, "When I was younger, about 5 my Father and Ma had me...uhm,promise myself to some girl I had never even met. They did it because my Father owed the girls father money and that was the only way, according to the girls father, to forgive the debt. Since I was so young I didn't even care about it, I didn't think it would ever affect me. We moved away a few years later, lost contact with them...about 10 years later we heard that the girl had died, I thought it was great, I was free. And that was what I thought for all these years, I lived thinking I was free and now my mother called me...she said that the girl wasn't dead, that she was at my parents house, that her father was there and that he said he would kill you if I didn't marry his daughter."


Frankie looked up at me, eyes wide and jaw slack.


"...who is she?" he asked quietly.

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Title from MCRs 'Surrender The Night'