This Is My Stop

I didn't really understand what was going on, and I must admit I was pretty scared.
Frank pulled up I'm front of my building, got off the car and opened the door for me.
"Go, I'll be waiting here for you. Just don't take too long.", he said while smiling at me.
"Can you at least tell where are we going or what are we doing so that I know what to bring with me?", I said with a worried look on my face.
He put one of his hands in my waist and with the other held my face gently, "I'm not going to harm you, if I wanted to do so I wouldn't be here with you asking you to deliberately join me", he brought me closer to kiss me, "You're going to enjoy this, trust me".
I wasn't very convinced but still nodded, "Where is your stuff anyway?", I said with a blank stare. He let me go, opened the trunk and took out a military green backpack, "here it is, now go get yours so we can leave, okay?"
He walked towards me and hugged me as he whispered in my ear, "I really like you, just trust me... Please."
I looked him in the eyes and kissed the scorpion tattoo he had on his neck, "i won't take long". I ran inside the building, into the elevator and finally went to my apartment. I grabbed a backpack and looked through my closet, took a couple of pants, shirts, jackets, hoodies, socks and belts. I decided to change into converse rather than some uncomfortable boots. While changing I remembered that I wasn't taking any underwear. I opened the drawer next to my closet and saw all sorts of bras and panties; mostly black, red and white; I grabbed a trash of them and put them inside. Finally, I went to the bathroom to grab my toothbrush, make up, perfume and a small box of condoms I had there just in case something ever came up.
I scanned the apartment quickly as I a made a checklist in my head.
With that done, I left and ran quickly to the elevator.
"That was quick, come on. We should get going", Frank said as grabbed my backpack and put it beside his.
We went in the car and made our way to wherever he was taking me.
The car ride started off as silent, Frank had his eyes on the road a a smile on his face.
"So..." I said
"Aubrey, I won't tell you anything until we get there, but we can talk about Anthony", he said while laughing.
"What about him?"
"He likes you, a lot. You knew that, right?"
I started laughing loudly, "he doesn't like me, Frank! What made you think that?"
"The way he looks at you... And me. It's pretty obvious, by the looks of it he didn't have the guts to make a move. Do you like him too?", he said as if he meant to tease me.
I stared through the window, "Nah, I'm into someone else I guess..."
"Why are you saying it like that? Is he not into you? Because if he isn't, he's a real douche"
"Well... It's just I don't know... I don't think I'm good enough for him. He's like this amazing guy and really attractive but he's out of my league... I don't know...", I said while my voice started to break.
"Shit, who made you so much damage?", exclaimed Frank in a scary voice tone,"Aubrey, you're amazing I mean I barely know you but I really like you. I guess those years you were bullied changed the way you look at yourself but you're really beautiful. I'd date you" he finished with a smile in his face.
I laughed and padded his shoulder, "Sure you would, champ".
He looked at me and smiled, "I'll show you, apparently what happened last night wasn't enough."
I blushed and looked away. The rest of the car ride we pretty much talked about random stuff like politics and how things are starting to get messed up. He seemed to get really upset about corruption and the fact that people were so heartless that they had the nerve to take a gun to school and shoot their classmates. He also mentioned he had another band in which he sang about this.
"It's called LeATHERMOUTH, it's like therapy to me. All the stuff I just mentioned used to really bust my balls... I used to go to therapy in the evening, but I guess no one will be able to kill that part of me. It's like I have two personalities,with one I want to change the world for good but with the other one I just want to watch this awful world burn and crash down. That's where LeATHERMOUTH comes in, both lyrics and vocals are way more aggressive. I'd like you to hear them sometime probably when we get there", he made a brief pause and pulled up to a small white house, "we're here".
I looked around, it looked like New Jersey but I didn't recognise any of the streets or roads. As I got off the car, I could see it was a residential area, the house looked small but peaceful. There were bushes of white roses in the front lawn, the houses beside it had the same feel to it.
Frank had taken our bags from the trunk and had them in one hand. He extended his hand to me, "Let's get in, it's pretty cold", he said while he smiled at me.
We held hands and went in. The house smelled like cinnamon and raisins. There family pictures all over the place.
"We're in Belleville. This is my mom's place, she's visiting some friends in Orlando and will be back in a week", he walked to the staircase, "come, I'll show you my room".
There were 5 doors down the hall,"The one at the end of the hall is my room, right in front is my bathroom. These first three doors are from my mom's room, a guest room and the guest bathroom".
We walked to the end of the hall, he opened his bedroom door. The entire room smelled like cologne, cigarettes and cinnamon.
"I thought it'd be messier, I guess my mom came in and cleaned up while I wasn't home. I just come here once every month."
The room wasn't big nor small, it had posters all over the walls. The blinds were down, you could see records piled up as well as guitar picks, cigarette cartons, a couple guitars in one corner and a saxophone.
"You play the sax?!", I said as I walked towards it to appreciate it.
He started laughing and hugged me from behind, "I was attempting to learn until I realised you can't smoke and play it... I got interested because it's shiny and everything"
I turned around, we were facing each other, standing very close together.
"Uhm...", I said as I cleared my throat, "Where am I sleeping?"
He stared at me and didn't answer, he placed his hand in my cheek and ran his fingers;"Well, you could sleep in the guest bedroom or... You know..."
We got interrupted by his phone. He looked at the screen and had an annoyed expression, "Ugh, I have to get this".
He left the room and went downstairs. I remembered everything Anthony said to me before coming here, so grabbed my bags and took them to the guest room. In the background I could hear Frank talking loudly and upset.
I closed the door behind me and laid in the bed until I fell asleep.

Notes

Hey guys, i know I'm a little late but I've been working on some side projects. I'm already typing the next chapter so I guess I'll see you in a couple hours.
Yesterday I got a new tattoo (fourth one), you can check it out here: http://instagram.com/p/q3DjX0xRKQ/

I LOVE IT!
See you soon, x.