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

I go through the rest of the day feeling totally confused and when Pete asks me if I'm alright I just shrug and say "I think so." That night after dinner I sit at my desk in the room and work on my project for art and Frank comes over and wraps his arms around my waist, pressing kisses to my neck and I squirm out of his hold, not in the mood. "Babe I need to work on this" I tell him and he hesitates before grabbing me again and trying to kiss me. "Frank seriously, I need to work on this and I'm not in the mood." Frank immediately pulls away from me and says "Fine" stomping across the room and out the door. I sigh before turning back to the page infront of me but my eyes are blurring with tears and I throw my pencil on the table as I hiss out "Fuck." I push away from the desk and stand up, running my fingers through my hair as I pace the room a few times, wondering why Frank was so mad at me
before deciding to just take a shower and go to bed. I step into the shower, closing my eyes and sighing in relief under the hot spray, relaxing against the wall until I feel better and I quickly wash myself and get out, drying off and pulling on pyjama pants before climbing into bed.

I'm woken later on by cold hands sliding around my side and across my stomach and I flinch as I snap "Fuck Frank your hands are like ice." "You're so warm baby" he slurs out and I can smell the alcohol on his breath, the scent of cigarettes mingling with it. "Frank where have you been? What time is it?" I ask as I turn to face him and he smiles at me sloppily as he says "Pete and I snuck out." I lean up to see the clock and see it's almost three in the morning. "Frank you've been gone for fucking hours, where the fuck did you go? What if something had happened to you?" "'M fine babe" he tells me as he kisses me and I kiss back for a few seconds before pulling away again. "Where did you go?" "Pete and I snuck out to this bar and these guys were hitting on us and buying us drinks and it was fucking hilarious and one of them tried to take Pete home but Pete vomited on him and then we got kicked out and we went to this tattoo place and Pete got Mikey's name tattooed on him and...." And he breaks off into hysterics and I sit up, feeling worried about the two of them. "Babe why would you do that?" "Fun, you didn't want to have fun so I went and found someone who would." "Did you cheat on me?" "No." "Stay here, I'm going to check on Pete." I climb out of the bed and walk out the door, walking upstairs to Pete and Mikey's room and I knock once before trying the handle and the door opens, revealing Pete laying on the floor giggling drunkenly, a joint in his mouth. "Mikes" I call out and he comes out of the bathroom and says "Oh hey Gee, what are you doing?" "Just wanted to make sure Pete was alright, Franks pretty drunk." "Oh yeah I'm sure he'll be fine" he tells me and I say "Did you see it yet?" "See what?" Mikey asks and I realise he doesn't know. I cross the room to Pete and kneel down beside him saying "Where is it Pete?" And he giggles before rolling over and slapping himself on the shoulder blade before wincing. I gently pull his shirt up and see the tattoo covered in clear wrapping and I turn to Mikey and say "This" pointing to the clear tattoo of his name surrounded by a few flowers and hearts. I giggle at how girly it is and Mikey's mouth drops open and he says "Pete what the fuck man?" I let go of Pete's shirt as he rolls back onto his back and he giggles again and says "I love you Mikey Way." Mikey's mouth drops open and he says "Yeah, hilarious." "No, really I love you Mikey Way" Pete says and I look between them before saying "Maybe I should go?" Mikey turns his attention to me and says "Can you help
me get him in bed first?" "Sure" I tell him and we work together to lift Pete into his bed, laying him on his side and covering him up, Mikey taking the joint from his fingers. "Sleep it off dude" Mikey tells him and Pete frowns before closing his eyes and within seconds he's snoring softly. I leave the room and when I get back down to my room I walk in to see Frank passed out in my bed, taking up most of the room so I climb over him after I turn the light off, shoving him over a little and once I've settled in he rolls back and half crushes me but I sigh and give up, closing my eyes and deciding to just deal with it.

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