From The Coffee Shop To Here

Emma's POV
I wake up in Frank's arms. I look around then a wave of memories swirl in my head. I smile thinking back. I look down under the thin sheets to see I'm still naked. I blush. I'm still self conscious of my body ever since middle school, but isn't everybody embarrassed of their flaws? I try to peel his grip from around my waist but his grip is too strong. I sigh and prop myself on my elbow. His eyes slowly open.
"Morning beautiful," he mutters and kisses my lips softly.
"Can I get up to take a shower?" I ask sheepishly. He nods and remove his arms. I grab his shirt from the floor and slip it on to at least cover something. I scurry over to my bags and grab some clothes. I slip into the bathroom and start the shower water. I take off his shirt and place it in a hamper and hop in the shower. I scrub myself quickly and get out. I get out dry myself and put on my shorts and an MCR hoodie. (I still need to do my laundry this is all I have left) I go into the bedroom and see Frank passed out on the bed. I laugh and go to the kitchen.
I search the kitchen trying to find something to eat for breakfast. I finally find a box of cereal and I grab two bowls and spoons. I pour us cereal and look in the fridge and find the milk. I smile and place them on the counter. I walk to the bedroom and climb on Frank.
"Psssst Frank," I whisper and shake him lightly. He stirs a little.
"Hm?"
"Wake up," I say and shake him some more.
"Morning sex?" I roll my eyes.
"No stupid. I made breakfast uh sorta ." He nods his head and gets up.
"Get dressed in something," I say and giggle. He looks down and his face is plastered with a shock look. Which makes me laugh more. He shoos me away and I close the door behind me. He comes out a minute later with a shirt and boxers on. I smile at him and he gives me a sleepy smile. I hand him his cereal bowl.
"Thanks babe," he kisses my cheek and sits on the couch and I join him. "So anything you want to do?"
"Well I wanted to do my laundry and maybe we can go out for lunch," he nods.
"Mrs. Way invited us to go eat dinner with them. Do you want to go?"
"Yeah sounds fun," I say and smile. He clears his throat.
"Em?"
"Yeah?"
"Last night, well I saw some scars. Were they scars? I-I just thought I was just seeing things...." My lip begins to tremble.
"I'll take your bowl," I get up and take his bowl and run off to the kitchen.
"Em, answer me," he says sternly and grips my arms tightly. I begin to break down. Since me and Mikey broke up I began to cut a little more often. I broke my promise.
"I-I I'm sorry," I croak out. I feel as if my throat is closing up. I feel tears pouring down on my cheeks. He quickly wraps his arms around me tightly. I cry on his chest making his shirt soaking wet. I start breathing loudly and faster. Shit shit no I don't want to have a panic attack. Not now. He strokes my hair.
"Shhhh it's okay Emma," he says soothingly. I hiccup.
"I'm sorry," I whisper. He picks me up and carries me to his bedroom and places me under the covers. He sits next to me and holds me close.
"I love you Emma. You're worth it. I don't ever want to see you hurt like this. It breaks my heart to see you like this. Honey, if you ever feel down talk to me or if I'm not there just remember that we all care about you and love you so much. We never want to see you hurt like this. " I calm down.
"I love you Frankie. " I say and he kisses my forehead.
"Promise me. Promise you'll never hurt yourself," he pulls off a loose sting from the sheet and ties it on my pinkie and he takes another piece of string and ties it to his pinkie. He holds out his pinkie. "Promise."
I nod and we link pinkies. He kisses my lips and we lay down.
"I'll do your laundry later hun," I nod and we both fall asleep.

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