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

The next week passes agonizingly slow. Mikey and I enrol in school here and it's torture. Mikey immediately clicks with everyone and makes friends and I'm the weird emo kid who sits alone brooding in the corner at lunch. Mikey makes an effort to be friends with me but I tell him not to bother and to make friends so atleast one of us isn't totally miserable here. Frank calls every night and texts every morning and I try so hard to sound like I'm ok whenever we talk when really I feel like I'm slowly dying. In the last week I can count the number of times I've eaten on one hand and I'm surviving almost entirely on coffee, diet coke and cigarettes which I have convinced my dad to buy for me in exchange for forcing me to be here. I drift through most of my classes, not caring anymore and by the time I get home every afternoon I feel sick and dizzy and I have a bad headache so I go from school to my bed and stay there until the following morning where I have to get up and go to school again. It's Friday afternoon and I survived the first week at a new school and when I walk through the front door dad calls me into the living room. I drag my feet as I slowly make my way in and he tells me that the next morning he is taking Mikey and I back to boarding school to get the rest of our stuff. I am happy that I will get to see Frank but I'm even more devastated that we'll be leaving permanently and I will never get to go back there with Frank.

That night when Frank calls me I tell him the news and he sounds happy as he says "Can't wait to see you babe." We make small talk for a while before Frank tells me he has homework he wants to get done before he sees me and we hang up. I put the phone back on the table and roll over to face the wall, pulling the blanket over my head and I close my eyes, feeling my stomach churn and ache with how hungry I am but I ignore the sounds of protest from it as I try hard to clear my head and all too soon I fall asleep. The next morning I get up early and take a long hot shower for the first time in three days before going back to my room and dressing nice, excited to see Frank today. Once dad and Mikey are ready we get in the car and head off and forty minutes later we pull into the front carpark of the school and Frank and Pete are waiting for us in the office. While dad fills in paperwork to officially sign us out of here forever I take Franks hand and we go back to our dorm room. Once the door closes Frank slams my back into it and our lips collide harshly, hands tugging at clothes until we're stumbling naked across the room and we collapse together on my old bed, Frank settling between my legs and he pushes his way inside me, causing me to groan out loudly, my hands clenching in the sheets. "Fuck Frankie oh god" I moan as he fucks into me hard and fast, his hands grabbing at me and our movements are fast and frantic. We don't last long before Frank pulses inside me, his hips snapping harshly and I tense up and cum too. "Ohhhh god Frankie, I love you" I groan out and Frank smiles down at me and says "I love you too baby" before leaning down and kissing me again. When we finally pull apart we get off the bed and redress and Frank wraps his arms around me again. "You look incredible baby, I missed you so much this week." I cling to Frank, my hands clenched in the back of his shirt and I plead into his neck "Please, help me figure out a way to stay here with you." "Oh baby, I can't, I'm sorry. I don't know what to do." I nod, my face still buried and I let a few tears escape. "Don't cry baby" he says softly as his hand comes up to gently stroke my hair and I cling harder to him as I let out a small choked off sob. Frank holds me and lets me cry and when I'm done we pull apart and he helps me pack up my stuff. Just as we're finishing up dad knocks on the door and gives us the hurry along and I glare at him, feeling anger and hate towards him right then. I thrust my bags at him and he takes them, walking down the hall and Frank and I follow, hand in hand. This time our goodbye isn't quite as hard and dramatic but it still ends in tears and as the car pulls away I press my hand against the window and Frank locks his gaze with mine and blows me a kiss. We make it three minutes down the road when my phone beeps and when I pull it out of my pocket Frank has messaged me. 'I love you, all of you, everything about you with all my heart and every day that goes by I love you more and more, so much I feel like my heart may burst. Keep smiling that beautiful smile of yours baby, nothing in the world deserves your tears and sadness. Counting down the days until we're together for good : )'

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