You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

An hour later Bert tells me he better be getting home and after he leaves I tell Frank and Ian I'm tired and going to bed and as I step out into the hallway I hear Ian say "Dude you fucked up. You better get on that." "Yeah I know, fuck I let him down so bad and I don't know what to do." I pause and listen for a few more seconds and I hear Ian say "He's crazy about you, he'll forgive you just do something nice for him." I hear shuffling so I quickly rush down the hall, going into the room and stripping off, climbing into bed in just my boxers and I've just laid down when the door creaks open wider and Frank comes in. "Baby?" He says softly and I roll my head to look over at him. "What?" "I love you" he says with a small smile and I can't help my lips twitching up at the corners as I say "I love you too Frankie." He smiles a little wider as he walks over to the bed, stripping down to his boxers too and climbing into bed with me. I roll over to face him and he presses a soft kiss to my lips and I kiss back, my anger and frustration slowly melting away and he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest. "I'm sorry baby" he murmurs against my lips and I sigh softly before saying "I know baby I was just upset that you didn't come back." "Will you forgive me?" "I couldn't not babe" I tell him and he smiles even wider and kisses me again. "I don't deserve you" he tells me and I silence him with another kiss before rolling back over and snuggling into the pillow, letting my eyes drift closed. "Hold me?" I ask and Frank slides over against my back and wraps his arm around my waist, his hand resting gently over my stomach. "Anything for you baby" he tells me before pressing soft kisses to my shoulder and I sigh in contentment as I drift off to sleep.

The next morning I wake up alone in bed and I pout to myself before getting up and I'm halfway across the room before I realise on the desk there are a bunch of really expensive paints and sketching pencils and markers and new paint brushes and propped against the edge of the desk on the floor are five large blank canvases and sitting ontop of the paints and pencils is a single white rose with a note attached to the long stem. 'I love you and I'm sorry I'm such an idiot' the note says and I smile as I pick up the rose and rush out of the room, searching for Frank and finding him in the kitchen and I run across the room and launch myself on him, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist as he catches me and wrapping my arms around his neck, the rose dangling from my fingers as I lean in and seal my lips to his. "Well good morning" he says playfully when we pull apart and I smile as I lean my forehead against his and I say "Thank you so much. You didn't have to." "You deserve it baby" he tells me and he leans forward to seal our lips together again. When he finally puts me down he says "Babe my mom is here and your dad will be soon too so go put some clothes on" and I only just realise I'm still in only my boxers. I giggle sheepishly as I turn to leave the room and Frank reaches out and playfully smacks
me on the ass and I yelp softly as I hurry down the hall to the bedroom, a huge smile breaking out on my face again when I see the art supplies. After I get dressed I go into the living room, finding Frank, his mom and Ian on the couch and Frank is laughing and saying "Ian stop fucking hitting on my mom" and I smile and shake my head. I'm about to take a seat when there's a knock at the door and I rush over to answer it, coming face to face with my dad. "Hey" I greet him as he steps in and gives me a hug. "Hey Gee" he says back and we go into the living room, taking a seat on the couch with Ian.

Notes

Sorry it's a little short but I am having the worst possible day ever and I just want to crawl into bed and never get out again. : (
Also wow I can't believe this has passed the 100 chapter mark, are people still enjoying this?

Quick random thought/question: Are there many guys on this site or is this a mostly girl thing?