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

Dad and I hug for a few minutes before pulling apart and he looks into my eyes as he says "I'm sorry Gee" again before adding "But you're not going. You need to just learn how to deal with this because I'm not changing my mind." I sit back, stunned as more tears well in my eyes and Frank snaps and stands up, rounding the coffee table to stand beside me as he
spits at my dad "He has to just deal with it? Do you have any idea how that's gone for him so far this past month? Your son is breaking down." Frank grabs my wrist and pulls me to stand up before he grips the bottom of my shirt and my eyes widen in fear and I choke out "No Frankie" but he tugs my shirt up and it's too late. "He's developed a fucking eating disorder, do you honestly think he can survive another eight months?" Dad lets out an audible gasp as he stares at my body and I close my eyes as humiliation burns hot on my face and I silently start to cry again. "Oh god" dad gasps out before I feel his hands gently touching my stomach, his fingers stroking over my ribs and when I open my eyes again he is standing infront of me with tears streaming down his cheeks again. "Why? How could you do this to yourself?" I shrug my shoulders and don't answer and he says "Talk to me Gee." "Why? It's not like it will change anything, I'll still be stuck here without the one person who makes me feel ok anymore no matter what I say" I tell him before I turn and leave the room, running back upstairs but I don't go back into my room, I keep going down the hall and into the massive walk in linen closet, pulling the door shut behind me and taking a seat on the floor infront of the shelves, curling up with my knees to my chest as I cry silently in the dark, my forehead resting on my knees. I am alone in there for about ten minutes before I hear voices outside and I hear dad say "He'll be here if you can't find him anywhere else. This has been his and Mikey's safe hiding place since they were toddlers." I hear footsteps leave and a few seconds later I hear a faint rustling and suddenly Franks speaking to me. "I'm not going to force you to come out until you're ready and I'm sorry I did that to you." "It's ok" I choke back softly. "No, it's not babe. I shouldn't have done that but I just.....I wanted him to understand just how hard this is for us and I know it seems like I'm handling this better than you but really, I'm a fucking complete mess inside and I cry myself to sleep every night that we're apart." "Really?" "Yeah baby. I miss you so much every second of the day that it physically hurts and I just can't concentrate on anything anymore." "We need to get out of here Frankie." "I know baby and I'm trying, I'm trying so hard to figure it out for you, for us." "Did you ever think we'd end up like this when we first met?" I ask after a few minutes of silence. Frank laughs softly before saying "No, honestly I thought you were way too hot to ever be interested in me but I did entertain the idea of fucking you senseless for a few minutes and I thought if I could get that then id be fucking lucky. I'm still not sure how I ended up this lucky actually." I scoff at him before moving around to my knees and slowly opening the door, shuffling out on my knees to see Frank sitting on the floor beside the door. He smiles at me softly and I shuffle over and climb into his lap, sitting sideways and leaning back into his chest as he wraps his arms around me. "I love you Frankie and you're incredibly sweet and kind and caring and funny and sexy and you're more than I deserve." Frank smiles wide as he leans in and presses a soft kiss to my lips. "I love you Gee."

After we pull ourselves off the floor again Frank takes my hand and leads me downstairs where his mom and my dad are sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. "You ready kid?" Franks mom asks him and I turn to look at him. "I gotta go back to school babe" he tells me and my face betrays everything I'm feeling, hurt and betrayal. I tug my hand out of his and rush from the room and he chases after me, grabbing my arm and pulling me back against his chest, his arms wrapping around me to hold me there. "Baby I'm sorry, I should have told you." "No it's fine, it was stupid of me to expect you were going to stay with me." "Baby no" he sighs out before turning me around to face him, his hands cupping my cheeks. "I'm sorry. I have to go but I will be back here Friday night and I will be here every weekend until we figure out what we're going to do ok? I promise you, every second I can spend with you I will and we can still skype during the week. You understand right?" I sigh as I nod, knowing he has to go but I really don't want him to. "I love you and I wouldn't be leaving you unless it was necessary." "I know" I say softly and he pulls me in for a hug, crushing me to his chest. "Baby I need you to promise me something." "What?" "Please eat, I can't spend the rest of my life with you if you're not there. I know this is hard but please try, for me. We can even have dinner dates on Skype if you want, but I just need you to be ok again." "I'll try Frankie" I tell him and when we pull apart he smiles warmly at me and says "Thank you baby." Dad and Franks mom come out of the kitchen and I look back to Frank and he says "Alright baby I have to go but I'll call you when I get back to school ok? And we can talk for as long as you need." I nod and Frank leans in and seals his lips to mine, starting out sweet with just a touching of lips but I want more so I gently swipe my tongue over his bottom lip and he groans softly before opening his mouth and our tongues tangle together as my hands slide up to tangle in his hair. We both move closer to each other, our bodies pressed tightly together as my hands tighten in his hair and Franks arms wrap tighter around my waist and we kiss like we never want to do anything else but this for the rest of our lives. I lose track of time, lost in Franks sweet lips when someone clearing their throat startles us apart and we both look, lips flushed and swollen, to see Franks mom in the doorway. "As much as I'd like to let you continue we need to go." Frank sighs and turns back to me and pecks my lips one last time before he pulls away and says "I'll call you, I promise." We walk hand in hand outside and when Frank gets in the car he blows me kisses until he's out of sight and I turn and go back inside. "Gee, we should talk" dad says as I pass the living room door and I keep walking as I call out "I have nothing to say to you," running up the stairs and going back into my room, collapsing face down on the bed and burying my face in the sheets, breathing in the scent of Frank and sex and it does nothing to help with the aching in my chest or the slight bulge in my pants from the heated making out I just took part in. I reach out towards the bedside table, my hand fumbling around until I locate my cell and I grab it, curling up into a more comfortable position on the bed, the phone laying on the sheets infront of me and I pull the blanket completely over myself as I lay there and wait for Frank to call.

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