The Light Behind Your Eyes

From the moment Frank and I became official things changed for the better. We immediately became totally and utterly comfortable with each other. There was no longer any minor awkward moments. It was perfect. I felt at peace with myself, Frank makes me feel beautiful. respected, happy and most of all loved. I felt like I had a good balance between him, my friends and his friends. I just wished that we could all hang out together as one big group instead of two smaller ones but the opportunity never didn't arise until Franks birthday but i'll get to that later. Frank and I would have lovely dates , some of them would be just driving around and parking on the highest hill of Jersey and looking at the gorgeous view, other times we would go to bars, out for dinner or just laze around in our own filth in each others houses.

The first time I met Franks mom was exactly one week after we became official. Frank said she was dying to meet me but I dunno, I think he was just being nice. We went to his house for dinner, I wore a cute indigo coloured skater dress with tights and a pair of plain black ballet pumps. I drove my beloved cooper to Franks house for 6 where he greeted me at the door with a huge hug and kissed my forehead.
"Nice car! Is it new?"
"No, it's my old one actually, but I only get to drive him on weekends."
"that's old? Looks a damn site younger than my heap of junk."
"I love your car! It has a lot of character" I said smiling, I meant it. I preferred Franks car than either of mine. I liked old cars much better, I wanted a cute second hand vintage beetle that I seen was for sale in an elderly woman's driveway but my father wouldn't allow it. He said it was 'impractical' and no daughter of his was driving around the streets of New Jersey in an 'unreliable car'. I felt oddly guilty at this moment of time, I dunno why, I didn't want to seem spoiled because I had two great cars. Sometimes I hated my financial background. I didn't care for money, it wasn't important to me. I hated when I would get really extravagant gifts, I would appreciate them don't get me wrong but I would prefer a cheap thoughtful gift rather than a diamond necklace or a designer dress.
When I entered Franks home I was hit by a delicious aroma that transported me back to Italy. Frank lead me by the hand to the kitchen where his mother was busy with the dinner.
"Hey ma, Izzy's here!"
"Hi Mrs Iero!"
"Oh honey, don't call me that, it makes me feel old, plus I haven't been an Iero in years! Just call me Linda dear!" I was so embarressed. Fuck sake, what a horrible first impression, Frank could have warned me that his parents had split!
"Oh i'm so sorry! Mrs...Um I mean Linda"
"Don't worry about it Izzy, It's okay you didn't know! Frank why don't you and Izzy go and set the table in the dining room."
"Sure ma!"
As soon as I got into the dining room I put my head in my hands.
"Hey, hey, hey what's wrong?" Frank said coming over and putting his hands on shoulders
"Not even in the room 30 seconds and I mess it up!"
"You didn't mess it up, c'mon my mom doesn't care, it's an easy mistake to make. Plus it was my fault I should've told you!"
"Well, why didn't you?" I asked cautiously
"I dunno, I guess it just never came up. But I don't know much about your family either"
"Yeah I know..."
"Don't worry about it, we'll get around to all that stuff in our own time" Frank said kissing me on the forehead and stroking my back,
"Now please, just try and relax, my mom is gonna love you!" Frank added reassuringly.
Just as we finished setting the table, Frank's mom called to say dinner was ready and we helped her carry in the dishes. She had made delicious spicy meat balls with spagetti, and Tiramasu for desert. Over dinner we discussed Linda's nursing career, Frank's ambition of making it big with the band and how I wanted to pursue a career in photography and film making. She then went on to mention the diffculties she faced being a teen mom but how Frank was the best thing that ever happened to her. I think it was her way of having the 'safe sex talk' with us. Things got a little awkward when she asked what my parents did.
"Um well my dad's a lawyer and my mom...well she was a wedding gown designer."
"...was, dear?" Linda pushed
"Yes, she um passed away" I said while feeling incredibly guilty, this isn't how I wanted to tell Frank.
"I'm so sorry Izzy, Frank didn't say..."
"It's okay, He didn't know either" Frank was still speechless but he reached out and held my hand.
"So what was Frank like as a child?" I asked trying to move on to a lighter subject
"Oh he was such a rascal! Let me go get the photo albums!" and she scurried out of the room.
"Izzy I...I don't know what to say..."
"You don't have to say anything" I replied reassuringly, squeezing his hand and forcing a smile.
We began to clear away the dinner dishes when Frank's mom came back with the photo albums.
"Don't you dare clean up! You're our guest!"
"It's the least I can do Linda, after all you made a delicious meal!"
Frank and I continued to clear up then we all moved into the living room where Frank and his mom sat and had a cigarette, Frank passed his fag to me.
"Don't worry, she's cool with it" Frank whispered in my ear. It was cool sitting smoking with Frank's mom and her not caring. She didn't pass any judgement, I really liked that about her. She was aware that Frank drank as well, obviously she wasn't happy about it but she was so down to earth and realised that she couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted. At least this way they had a very open relationship. We sat and looked through their photo albums, Frank got so embarressed, he was such a cute kid though. After a while, Frank's mom excused herself and gave Frank and I some alone time. He showed me to his room, it was dark and a little messy, pretty normal for any teenage boy. His walls were plastered in posters, he had three guitars lined up against one wall and a huge stack of CD's and DVD's under his windowsill. Frank lead me to the bed and we lay there in each other's arms.
"I'm ready to tell you about my dad...if you'd like to hear it." Frank said while sitting up
"Sure."
"Well, him and my mom were together since they were 16, then just before she turned 18 she found out she was pregnant, then they had a shotgun wedding. Apparently they had a very dramatic relationship, always breaking up and getting back together. Anyway that kept happening when she was pregnant and when she had me. My dad would stick around for a few months then clear off, then come back you know? He was a serial cheater and then when I was 4, my mom had enough, she never took him back after that. Since she never took him back he decided he didn't want anything to do with me, so he's pretty much been non existent."
"Frank, I'm so sorry!" I said while hugging him and kissing his cheek
"Don't be, it's better this way, even when he was around he was no good. My grandpa helped out a lot. When my mom did night courses and eventually went to College, him and my grandma looked after me, they're amazing people, you have to meet them next. My grandpa's an amazing role model, he always treated my mom and grandma with so much respect and is just an all round great guy. He really taught me how to be a man. He made a far better father figure than my real dad ever would have. Plus I don't think I turned out half bad, maybe if he was around I would have turned out a lot worse! So really I don't feel bad about it"
"You're amazing, and so's your mom."
"Thanks." And he kissed me
"Do you wanna hear about my mom?"
"You don't have to just cause I told you about my dad, you can tell me whenever you're ready"
"I'm ready now, honestly, I want to."
Then I filled Frank in on my moms passing and how I took care of her. I explained that I did in fact go to private school and then I went on to talk about my father.
"It's like he's just a robot now. All he does is work and he's just so serious all the time! He doesn't even call me Izzy anymore, he calls me Isabelle so every time he say's my name I think i'm in trouble! We used to always go for walks, play golf together, watch old movies. Now we don't do any of that stuff, we don't even have dinner together! We barely every speak. I feel like i've lost both my parents and it's harder with dad. At least with mom I knew it was coming and I know that she's not in any pain anymore but with him...it's just so hard I can't even remember the last time he told me he loved me." I was crying by now. This was the first time i had open up to anyone about my dad's recent change in behaviour, even me and Joan just ignore it. Frank held me tight, stroked my hair and kissed my forehead.
"Everything will work out, i'm sure your dad's just grieving, he'll come round soon enough. Besides you have me now, you can talk to me about anything and everything, i'll always have time for you, i'll always take you out on walks and watch movies with you." Frank replied now rocking us from side to side. I pulled away and Frank wiped my tear stained eyes.
"I love you" I whispered
"What?"
"Oh God i'm sorry, just forget it."
"Did you just day that you loved me?"
"No! I...I"
"I love you too Izzy."
We began kissing, it got very hot and heavy unlike the usual passionate make out sessions we've had, this was different. As we were making out Frank took off my dress and I took off his shirt, he was having a pretty good time with my boobs, I think he wasn't sure on how far to take this so it was down to me to signal that I was ready for more. So I unbuckled his belt, he kicked off his trousers and the rest is history.

I've had sex before with Josh, it was average. But with Frank it was mind blowing, it could have been because he had a lot of experience but i like to think it was because we were in love, we weren't just having sex - we were making love. As we lay there naked afterwards Frank traced my face with his forefinger and thumb.
"You're so perfect, I really do love you"
"I really do love you too Frank!"
I sat up and began putting my clothes back on
"What are you doing?" Frank said pouting
"Getting dressed, I'm gonna have to leave soon"
"Nooo" he whined "Why can't you stay?"
"I don't wanna disrespect your mom like that"
"You kidding? she wouldn't care! Please stay with me, you can wear my pajamas and everything, I just wanna hold you all night."
"If you're sure she wont mind, i'd like that too."
Frank gave me an iron maiden band t shirt that was absolutely massive on me and a pair of long basketball shorts to wear to bed. We put pineapple express on for background noise and just lay in each others arms talking and making out. I felt like I was in heaven.

Franks POV
Dinner with my mom went perfectly, when Izzy had went to the bathroom my mom said to me that she really liked her. She'd never said that about Jess, she was the only other girl my mom met. My mom was open about the fact that she disliked her, she said there was just something about her she couldn't quite put her finger on but she always supported me anyway. It was a relief that my mom liked Izzy so much but it wasn't so much a surprise. She was perfect. It was awkward when my Izzy said that her mom was dead. I feel like such an idiot, how did I not notice that she had never mentioned her! I felt horrible, I couldn't imagine losing my mom, it just makes me respect Izzy so much more, she's so strong. I had no idea about her dad either, I feel so sorry for her.

I couldn't believe that she said she loved me, it actually took a minute for me to process it because i thought I'd imagined it. I've been in love with her for weeks now but never did I think she'd be the first to say it! I feel much more comfortable having her as my girlfriend now that I know that she loves me, before I always felt insecure, I always felt like anyone who seen us together would wonder what the hell she was doing with me.

When I took her to my room I genuinely just wanted to lye with her in my arms and talk, I didn't even plan to sleep with her, it just sorta happened. I guess it was the best way to really prove to each other that we love each other and that they're not just words. It was the best sex of my life. I really mean that, and i'm pretty sure it was so amazing because it was with Izzy and she's the love of my life.

I spooned Izzy the whole night, it's amazing how perfectly her body fits into mine. In the morning I woke up to her lying next to me, she looks like an angel when she's sleeping. She's the most adorable person in the world. It felt amazing waking up with her next to me. I kissed her nose and she woke up
"Morning beautiful" I said while kissing her neck
"Oh morning handsome" she said while running her fingers through my hair.
My mom was on the early shift this morning so she had long left the house, leaving it all to ourselves. We began a little foreplay and then made love again. Just like the first time, it was amazing! Then we went downstairs where I showed off and made Izzy pancakes from scratch. We spent the rest of the day lazing around watching shit tv and just enjoying each others company.

Notes

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