You're not quite Satan but I really think I hate you!

“So it all started when I was 6 years old. My father used to abuse me and my mother. He’d used my mother constantly. Then one day I brought home a friend, My father flipped and because he found out this friend of mine was an orphan he killed him. I mean he actually killed him.” Frank started to cry but I made no move to comfort him just yet. This wasn’t even a valid reason so far from he not going public. Not that I could tell right now anyway.

He steadied his breathing and continued “Every time I brought home a friend he would threaten to kill them. That’s when I hit my teenage years and met you. He knew the whole dating scene came when we hit teen years. Before he was forced to leave my uncle he turn to me and said if he ever found out I was dating anyone he would hunt them down and.......” He stopped as he completely broke down. I didn’t want to hear him finish that sentence. I knew what he was going to say. Why did his dad hate him this much? I finally decided it was time to pull him into a hug. I finally pulled away when he’d finished crying.

“I’m sorry for not telling you and keeping it a secret. I just didn’t want you to get hurt.” I nodded and kissed the top of his head. “Why don’t we go back to yours? I would of said mine but Mikey, Ray and Oli are there.” He stiffened up as soon as I said Oli’s name. “Urm my Mother and Uncle are in. So I will just go by myself.” That was a lie. They were never in. Frank actually led me to believe his uncle was actually his dad. These two always worked. “What’s wrong?”Clearly something was up. “Nothing. See you tomorrow Gee.” He called me Gee.

My heart fluttered so much I thought it was going to pop out my chest. He got up from where we were sitting and started to walk off. “Go fuck yourself Frank.” I snapped suddenly angry. He’s hiding something. He stopped and turned to me. “That’s your job sweetie.” He smiled and headed back towards his house. I followed him. “Yeah it’s my job because I’m a fucking slut remember?” That again made him stop and turned to me. “Gee stop that, I didn’t mean it.” He worn a frown on his pretty face.

That’s the thing, who knew if he did mean it or not? He treated me like royalty one minute and like shit the next. When was it going to end?“Why are you lying to me?” He looked at me wide eyed.”I’m not you’re NOT a slut.” I shook my head. “You told me your mother and uncle were in. They are never in. What the fuck is wrong with you?” Wrong thing to say. “What’s wrong with me? With me? How about what’s wrong with you? You couldn’t wait to end things with me so you could fuck the perfectOliver Sykes! I take it back, I guess you are a-“ I slapped him before he could finish it. I regretted it straight away and turned on my heels and started to run. I could hear Frank calling after me but I still ran.

I just hit the love of my life!

What if I did it again? I hated it when I got called a slut.

I finally collapsed outside an old run down factory. Unlucky for me it was on Frank’s street. I felt his arms wrap around me. I tried to pry him off but he held a firm grip. Next thing I knew I was lifted from the ground and was being carried by Frank. When we entered his house he put me down and locked his front door. He headed for the stairs and I guess he wanted me to follow. I just stood there. He sighed and walked over to me. “Gee baby?” I fixed my gaze on the floor. I didn’t want to see his face. I couldn’t look at what I’d done to his beautiful face. He lifted my chin up to face him and I immediately shut my eyes.“Look at me.” I shook my head. “Please, baby. I have something important to say.” I breathed out slowly but loudly for far too long which annoyed Frank before I opened them.

He smiled at me as he brought me close to him. He leaned up to whisper in my ear “I think I’m ready.” No I thought at first he meant sex, which made no sense because well we’d done that plenty of times. Then he added “Only if you’re alright with it. I need to stop being afraid.” I pulled his to arms length and smiled. “Fuck Frankie I love you” I smashed my lips to his and when we pulled back for breath he replied with “I love you too gee.”

Me and MY Frankie were finally going public!

Notes

So Briar here,
What do you think of Frankie's excuse?
Is it good enough? Is he telling the truth?
Love you all.
Briar.
BriarlovesFrankie and Frankieboyx <3 x