The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

As the door closed lightly Frank looked down at his feet sheepishly with his hands in his pockets.
"That... Was uhh.... Interesting" he said clearly embarrassed. I was still extr and irked about the condoms and wasn't planning on letting it go easily. Thoughts swirled around in my head. I knew Gerard probably gave them to him just in case and he probably didn't ask for them. But he took them which would logically mean he was planning on using them. We weren't together though could he be planning to have sex with me again though? Was Gerard right? Was I really just the who're of the week? I spent to much time immersed in thought as Frank looked towards me clearly upset.
"I fucked up....I crossed a boundry and took advantage of you.... Fuck..That wasn't ok was it?" He rambled rubbing the back of his neck. I started to wonder if maybe I was overacting. Frank went to leave but I stopped him. He then came to lie next to me on the bed.
*
The next few days were hell. I was poked and prodded like a piece of meat instead of a human. Frankie was right besides me the whole time even when they said family only. They let him stay most of the time nonetheless, because of the fact my mom was on call and she was the only family I had. On about the third day after more poking and prodding than I thought I could stand we got the results of all the tests and what was causing my anaemia. Mom wasn't even there just Frankie holding my hand and hugging me.
Leukemia.
He said it was treatable with chemo and that they'd caught it soon enough. The doctor also said that because of the chemo I would be lethargic and nauseous and tired and that it was even likely my hair would fall out but that I could go back to school within the next few weeks if all went as planned. Mom cried and Frankie just kept hugging me and hugging me.
Well, Fuck.

Notes

I know it's short and well Ye I'm sorry please don't throw things thank you and as always please tell me what you think