I Need to Think of Better Titles.. I'm Really Sorry

I stand by the door as she slips past the kitchen door. She smiles but it takes no genius to tell that it is forced. "Hey dork. Frank is here but, um, his dad.."
I didn't question it. I sprinted past her and into the kitchen, "Frank?"
"Hey Gee." I look over to see that he is laying his head against the counter, "What's up?" He looks up and tries to smile but at that moment I knew what pure, blinding fury was. I now know what Frank and Luna acted the way they did when they found me in that hall. I wanted to slit the throat of whoever did this to my Frankie. Whoever did was going. To. Pay
I wanted revenge.
"Gerard, calm down." Luna whispered behind me. "You're in no condition." She knew exactly what I wanted at the moment. Of course she did, she had been there plenty of times before.
"Don't sweat it, Gee." Frank got up and intertwined his fingers with mine. His touch was electrifying and I wanted more. I almost forgot what I was mad at. Almost.
"Don't. Sweat. It?" I growled.
"You know you can't solve it." Luna chimed. "Not right now." I could tell she wanted revenge as much as I did.
"She's right," Frank squeezed my hand in reassurance, "can we eat now?"
"I'm not hungry." I try to make it come out normally but it still sounds animal-ish.
He sighed and stood on his tipytoes and licked my cheek, "Meeeeeeow." He giggled.
I couldn't resist a smile. He knew how to make me smile. Frank and luna, both.

Notes

Don't worry. I am in the middle of typing up the other one. Sorry I've kept you waiting this long... /.\