Frank’s P.O.V

My hands were almost frozen as I took my phone out of my pocket, checking the time. About a quarter past eleven.
Right after I throw it back in my jean pocket as I continue walking. My feet follow the concrete pavement of the sidewalk until they reach snow. Finally my head lifts up and find a playground a head of me.

I shrug before walking towards a rusty swing set, setting myself on the cold plastic seat. I barely move back and forth on the swing as I stare out in the distance. Noticing how everything’s covered in snow. I started out in the distance, just forgetting about everything.

“Why aren’t you inside?” I felt a tap on my shoulder, sending me to jump up a few feet. Falling off the swing and into the snow.

“Who the fuck are you?” I yell after picking myself up from the snow.

“The question is who are you?” The girl asks me.

“I’m Bill Fucking Gates, now who are you?” I growl, wiping the snow off my ass.

“I’m Naomi, pleasure to meet you.” she lets her hand out, but I ignore it.

“What do you want?” my voice snarls.

“I want you to come with me, it’s almost the new year you know.” I watch her as her finger twirls in her brown hair.

“Excuse you.”

“What? You’re going to be a dick?” Her voice grows darker.

“Seriously, what do you want from me?” my voice shouts, echoing in the air.

“I think I already answered that question for you.” She smirks.

“What’s in it for me?” My eyes glare at her as she just smiles.

“Acid, heroine. Anything you want baby.” I watch her as she walks around my figure, I continue spinning as I try to keep up with her movement.

“And where is this place?” I question.

“The apartment complex right behind you.” She leans on my shoulder, pivoting me to the other direction before pointing to the brick building.

“What if I say no?” She still never left my shoulder,

Instead her hands squeeze around the nerves on my neck, “Then you miss out on this.”

“Fuck off.” My voice hisses.

“C’mon, just try it.” Her voice whispers in my ear.

Before I could try objecting a strong vibration is sent through my pocket.

Without wasting any time I pull out my phone, answering it.

“Hello?” My eyes stay on Naomi as she glares at me.

“Frank! Omigod you’re okay. Just please come back okay I’m sorry I freaked out. I love you and I just want you to be here okay. Where are you?” It’s Gerard, and by the sounds of it, it isn’t good.

“I’m over by this park.” I glare back at Naomi as I hold my phone to my ear.

“Hurry up, I’m getting worried.” Gerard’s final words before hanging up.

“Who was that?” Naomi snarled.

“My boyfriend.” I growled back.

“Fucking faggot.” She spits before turning herself around, only to leave in the distance.

“Fuck you too.” I mumble as I put my hands back in my pocket.

But Gerard’s words play through in my head.

I’m sure he never cheated on me, and he really did sound worried.. and I really don’t have anyting against him.

So, sure. I’ll go back.

Notes

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