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

After Bert goes back into Ian's room Frank turns back to me, his face turned down in an apologetic frown. "Baby" he says softly as he steps infront of me and reaches out to rest his hands on my hips. "Why do you keep doing this Frank? He didn't do anything wrong, I asked him for what he gave me." "I'm sorry, I just...I was scared about you sleeping so much, I only left the room for two minutes and when I came back you were out cold, and I don't like the way he was all over you before and every time he's here and I turn my back he's always touching you or talking to you....you're mine Gee, not his and he needs to keep his dirty hands off you." "He's my friend, JUST my friend and you're being an asshole right now. I don't belong to you, I'm not your property and clearly you don't trust me if you have an issue with a simple comforting touch or hug." "No baby I do trust you, but I don't trust him and honestly if he tried something I think I would kill him." "He knows we're married Frank, he's just my friend, aren't I allowed to have a friend?" "Of course you are I just....""You just what Frank? You're allowed to have an affair, not once but twice with the same guy and when you wanted me back he was just part of the deal and I was meant to just accept it but I can't have one friend who I've only ever kissed twice and not even when we were together? I've done nothing to hurt you, ever and you're being a complete asshole who doesn't even trust me." "Gee that's not...." "No I'm done talking to you right now" I snap as I push past him and step towards Ian's door, going to see if Bert's ok but Frank grabs my wrist and squeezes harshly as he spits "So you're running to him now?" "Get your fucking hands off me and I'm not running to anyone, I'm going to see if my friend is alright" I snap as I try to pull my arm from his grip but Frank tugs harshly, causing me to stumble back towards him and I spin around and shove against his chest with my free hand. "Get off me" I snap again and Franks face is full of anger as he lets my wrist go and pushes me back. "Fuck you Frank" I spit as I turn to walk away again but as soon as my back is turned Frank steps forward and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me back from the door and I slap at his arms until he releases me and I rush away from him, opening Ian's door before spitting "Stay the fuck away from me Frank" before slamming the door behind myself.

I spend the morning with Ian and Bert, hanging out in Ian's room until Bert has to leave for a class and Ian suggests going out, getting out of the house and I agree. We end up going to the movies and then to an arcade and I find myself having a good time despite my terrible mood and the fight I know I'm going to go home to. By the time Ian and I get home it's late afternoon and the apartment is silent when we go inside. I slowly make my way to the bedroom, wondering what I'm going to walk into but I find the apartment empty aside from Ian. Afternoon turns to night and I have taken a shower and eaten dinner inbetween mindlessly staring at the tv while Ian and I attempt to watch movies and Frank still doesn't come home and I have gone from being angry to upset and worried about where he could be. I hate to think he's cheating but I can't help entertaining the idea and by 7pm I have worked myself into an anxious wreck, my stomach feeling tied up in knots and I can't sit still. I try calling him again but he still doesn't answer his phone so I text him yet again, refusing to say I'm sorry but asking him to please come home but I once again get no reply and I feel my eyes well with the tears that have been wanting to fall for hours, Ian getting up from his couch to come sit on mine beside me and as he stretches his arm around me I curl into his side and let out a low sob.

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