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

After a brief awkward conversation with the guy, who I find out is named Riley Frank and I settle on the couch with Ian while Riley sits alone in an arm chair and we watch tv but after ten minutes I can feel Riley's eyes burning a hole in me and when I look over at him and smirks and winks at me and I feel uncomfortable enough that I need to leave the room. I stand up, pulling my hand from Franks and walking out of the room without a word, going back into Franks room and sitting on his bed, my back resting against the headboard and my knees pulled to my chest. A few minutes later I hear the door open and Frank comes in, a concerned look on his face. "Gee are you alright?" I shrug before saying "He was staring and I just....I needed to get away for a minute." Frank frowns as he sits on the edge of the bed and he says "I'm sorry I didn't lock the door, I didn't really expect what happened and...well Ry is kinda a dick sometimes." "It's ok, it's not your fault I'm just...embarrassed." "Don't be baby, you probably made his life." I let out a small chuckle before reaching out to grab Franks hand. "Thanks for coming to check on me." "Don't thank me, why wouldn't I?" I shrug again and he lets out a small sigh before sliding closer to me and cupping my cheek in his hand. "You really have no idea just how hard I've fallen for you do you?" I can't help the small smile that breaks out on my face and Frank smiles back before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. "You wanna go back out? We need to leave for practice soon if you still wanna come." "Go ahead, I'll be out in a minute." "You sure?" Frank asks and I smile at him and nod. "Yeah, just need a moment to myself that's all." "Ok babe I'll be in the living room when you're ready." We share a soft close mouthed kiss before Frank gets up and leaves the room again, closing the door behind himself and I breathe out a sigh as I try to calm myself down and put what happened before behind me.

After I make my way back out into the living room Frank tells me it's time to go and we make our way back to the bedroom to grab our shoes and jackets, Frank grabbing his guitar and putting it in it's hard case and we head off with Ian and Riley to the closest subway station to head to the bands practice space. Frank and I hold hands the whole way and I smile at how good and natural it feels to be this close to him. When we get to the practice space Frank starts acting a little differently and I don't really think much of it but as I'm being introduced around one of the guys looks kinda familiar. "This is Jake" Frank tells me as he comes over to talk to us. "Hey Frankie" he says before turning to me and his smile drops a little as he says "Hi." I nod in his direction and Frank excuses us before dragging me away and finding me somewhere to sit while they start playing. The other guy, Jake, sits nearby clearly only here to watch too and I steal glances at him, trying to figure out how I could know him when curiosity gets the better of me and I cross the room to sit beside him. "Hey so I was just wondering, you look familiar have we met before?" His face pales and he glances from me to Frank and back again and when I turn my head to look over at Frank he looks like he's just seen a ghost as his eyes are focused on us and it suddenly clicks. "Wait, you're...." "I'm sorry, I know it was wrong but...." He starts but I've already heard enough and I stand, tugging Franks jacket off and throwing it on the floor as I rush out of the room and the music stops as I hear footsteps behind me before Frank grabs my arm and spins me around and I slap him across the face. "You're still in contact with him? Are you still fucking him? Actually I don't even want to know, fuck you" I spit at him before pulling my arm out of his hold and rushing out the door, running onto the street and fighting my way through the crowd in my desperate attempt to get away.

Notes

Credit to frankenstein for a really good idea for this story : )