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

The rest of the night passes slowly and I remain right where I am, only leaving the bed briefly to use the bathroom before returning to my sanctuary beneath the blankets. I'm on the verge of sleep again when I hear a key being slid into the lock and the door knob rattles and I sit up, prepared to fight with Frank but it's Mikey. "Where did you get a fucking key to my
room?" I ask and he says "Bribed the janitor. Gee I had to see if you're ok. You haven't been answering your phone." "It's over there somewhere" I tell him, waving my arm in the direction of the door as I roll back over to face the wall, my back to him. "Gee, I can organise the room thing if you're sure." I roll back over and say "How?" "The only drawback is, the room is on the same floor as Bert's room." "Fuck" I exclaim and say "Well that's no good for me." "I'll try and figure out something else ok. Is there anything else you need me to do?" "No, I just wanna sleep" I tell him and he nods before sitting a bag of chips on my table. "I didn't see you in the cafeteria at all today, thought you might be hungry" he tells me before turning and leaving the room. Once he's gone I roll over and make myself comfortable, falling asleep again.

The next morning when I wake up I decide I'm not going to classes again today, consequences be damned and I slide out of bed and grab my phone, hopping back in before turning it on. When it's finally on I see I have 155 missed calls and 74 text messages. I open my messages to see they're all from Frank and after I scroll through the first couple, being 'I'm sorry's' I close them and lock the phone, putting it on the pillow beside my head. I take a deep breath and try to figure out when I became so stupid as to genuinely trust someone else enough to let them in and fall in love with them when my phone buzzes and I pick it up, seeing Frank calling. I squeeze the phone in my hand, seriously considering throwing it out the window but something in my chest throbs painfully and I find myself hitting the answer button and bringing the phone to my ear. I don't say a word, just listening and Frank says "Gee? Are you there?" He goes silent for a few seconds and he must hear my breathing because he says "Baby please just listen to me. I fucked up, massively. I don't know why I kissed Tom, it was so stupid, one of the worst decisions I've ever made in my whole life and I'm sorry. Mikey told me Bert attacked you again and fuck babe I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect you but he said you re broke his nose and I'm so proud of you for fighting back." I remain silent, having nothing to say and after a few seconds of awkward silence Frank says "Please talk to me baby." I breath heavily for a few more seconds before hanging up, putting the phone back on the table and going into the bathroom, stripping off and climbing into the shower, the water slightly too hot and scalding my skin but I don't bother adjusting it, sliding down the wall to curl up on the floor under the hot spray, my face buried in my knees as I shake, wondering if I should just take the room on Bert's floor.

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