Return To Me, My Love

The next morning I wake up in Franks bunk alone, his voice sounding from the front lounge and just as I go to roll over and close my eyes again, the bunk feeling like a safe haven that I have no intentions of leaving the curtain pulls back and I come face to face with Ian, my whole body jolting rigid before sliding back as far away from him as I can get. "Ready to make a decision?" He sneers at me and I swallow hard, feeling my breathing become erratic as I shake my head no and Ian's face changes into an expression that terrifies me. "That was a very stupid answer" he spits at me before turning and walking away, disappearing into the front lounge and I reach out and grab the curtain, pulling it back across as I turn my face into the pillow and scream, tears streaming down my cheeks and soaking the fabric.

After I manage to calm myself down I slip out of the bunk and reach into my own for my backpack, picking out some clean clothes and going into the bathroom to change, checking my appearance and when I go back into the bunk area I grab a sweater, pulling it on over my shirt, wanting another layer of cover and protection even though I would be comfortable without it. As I make my way into the front lounge I scan the area and I see Ian sitting beside Frank talking to him, Franks attention on me and he smiles and pats his lap, offering me a seat but I offer him a brief small half smile before taking a seat beside Spence instead and Frank frowns in confusion and turns his head to look over at Ian again, responding to whatever was said but I can't make out what they're talking about and I pull my legs up and hug them to my chest, making myself as small as possible as I let all the different conversations happen around me, not having anything to offer anyone right now.

A few hours later we pull up at the venue for the following night and the tour manager tells Frank and Ian they have press in a half hour, the rest of the guys free until the afternoon and as the techs move to leave the bus, equipment needing to be sorted out Frank comes over and sits beside me, Spence having left to the bunks. "Baby, what's going on?" He asks softly, clearly trying to keep the conversation between us but when I look up Ian is watching us intently from the other side of the lounge. "It's nothing" I try, meeting Franks gaze and I can tell he clearly doesn't buy it. "I just have a lot on my mind" I try again, Franks frown growing even deeper and I force a smile to my face as I say "I'm okay babe, promise," leaning across to press a kiss to his lips, Frank seeming to relax a little as he starts to kiss back and I keep the kiss soft and sweet, no tongues before pulling away and Frank offers me a smile which I force myself to return and he leans back in and presses a kiss to the end of my nose. "Love you so much" he tells me and my smile turns genuine as I say "Love you more."

The rest of my afternoon passes quietly, Frank and Ian leaving to do their press before returning and we all have a slightly late lunch before the whole band leaves for another press engagement and I am left alone with the techs, most of them gone out to get off the bus for a while and by the time the band returns it's time for dinner and we all decide to go out, everyone changing before we go to a restaurant for dinner and after we're done the guys decide they want to go to a club for a while, me not really in the mood but Frank begs me to come and I feel my resolve crumble as I agree to join them, a few of the techs who didn't join us for dinner tagging along for the club and we all have a few drinks, laughing and joking in our own little group before people start to split off. I have had a few drinks and I feel myself starting to loosen right up when Frank takes my hand and leads me into the crowd of dancing bodies, pulling me in deep before turning and wrapping his hands around my hips, moving me with him and I smile to myself as I wrap my arms around his neck and start to join in, his hands sliding around to my ass when he feels he doesn't have to guide me anymore and we both lean in, sealing our mouths together as the crowd falls out of our focus and we get lost in each other, making out and grinding on the dance floor until Frank pulls away and guides me back over to the bar where Spence and Ian are, telling me he will be right back and as he makes his way towards the bathrooms Ian shoots me a nasty smirk and slides off his chair, following Frank and I feel my insides clench as a bad feeling washes over me.

Frank and Ian are gone for what feels like forever and I am about to go after them when I see Frank making his way back across the club towards me, his expression completely different from when he left just ten minutes ago and when he reaches me he reaches for my hand but instead of taking it he wraps his hand around my wrist way too tightly as he leans in and says "We're leaving, now." I follow behind as Frank drags me across the club and when we make it out onto the street he tugs me along and I stumble, almost losing my balance as Frank keeps walking and one of the bouncers at the door to the club steps over and touches my arm. "Is everything okay here?" He asks, Frank turning his head to glare at him as he says "Get your hands off my husband," the guard keeping his hand where it is and I know where this is going so I quickly say "Yeah everything's fine thanks, I think I just had one too many," trying to pass off the situation as me being drunk and Frank helping me and the guard glances between us before nodding and removing his hand, Frank huffing a sigh before starting to walk again and we make it a few steps away before I yank my hand from his grip. "Frank what's going on?" I ask, stopping abruptly as he spins to face me and his face flashes with rage as he reaches out and grabs the collar of my shirt in his fist, pulling it out of the way and ripping it a little, exposing the bite mark on my collarbone before I can even react and I immediately know Ian said something to him. "I must be really fucking stupid to keep trusting and chasing a lying fucking slut like you" Frank spits at me, his other hand coming up to brace against my chest and he shoves me hard, knocking me back a few steps before I lose my balance, hitting the sidewalk hard and before I can really process what just happened he steps forward and reaches for me, his hands almost grabbing me when the security guard grabs Frank from behind and pulls him back, another helping me to my feet again as Frank turns on the guard. "Stop" I yell, my voice shaky with tears as I try to stop Frank from doing something stupid like hit the guard and when he turns his attention from the guard to me I sob out "I didn't do anything, Ian forced himself on me" but Frank just scoffs in my direction and pushes past the security guard without another word, walking off down the street and leaving me behind.

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