Their Hearts Don't Beat Like Ours

“Lindsey, it’s enough of this. It’s time to wake up. C’mon.” I whimper desperately.
“Gee.” I turn around to see a frowning Frank.
“Hey, baby.”
“You have to stop. She’ll wake up, but you telling her too isn’t going to do anything.” Frank says surprisingly very sternly. I look at him wide-eyed. “You’re just hurting yourself.”
“What the fuck is your problem?” I shout. “You never come up here with me and if you do you just groan. Frank, I know you hate her, but if it wasn’t for her and her fucked up mind, we wouldn’t have Bandit! We might not have each other if it wasn’t for her. Did you ever think about that? If she didn’t cheat on me, I would be with her, I would have never needed a friend.”
I was mad, all week, Frank just grumbles when I say I’m going to visit Lindsey. It’s getting to the point where I’m not sure if he even wants her to wake up. He’s so disrespectful. She’s still important to me. Not because I’m still in love with her, but because she’s the mother of my child. She was my best friend for 3 years. I can’t just suddenly not give a fuck about her. Life doesn’t work like that.
“How dare you put all the good in my life on her! She’s not the reason we’re happy! Yes, I know I owe her Bandit, but I do not owe her you! We’re meant to be, we would have happened with or without her. It’s not even her, it’s you! You’re spending more time with a body then with your fucking boyfriend. You know, the man that’s helping you raise our child? Me!” He’s screaming, I’m surprised no one has come in here.
“You’re not the one possibly dying, Frank!”
“It doesn’t matter! She can’t hear you, she can’t speak to you.” He’s talking at a normal volume now. “Why the fuck does she get all your attention? You’ve barely even kissed me since Bandit’s been here. I just miss my boyfriend!”
That was sweet… But no. He’s still being selfish! Linds is dying! Fucking dying!
“I’m right here, Frank! Why don’t you kiss me? Lindsey is dying! You’re being such a child. I fell in love with you in hopes you wouldn’t actually act your age!”
“I moved out of my house, got a job, and agreed to raise a child with you, and you’re gonna say that I’m acting like a 18 year old kid?” His face is red. His noes is flared. He’s flinging his hands in the air. “Fuck you!”
And like that Frank is gone. God, what am I gonna do? To much is going on. I start to cry, and rest my head on Lindsey’s stomach.
“Fuck, Linds. Even in a coma you seem to fuck me up. Just wake up and go back to prison. Please. That’s all I’m asking of you!” I’m bawling at this point, not sure if I will ever stop.
I hear a knock on the door.
“Can I come in, Mr. Way?” Brendon says, creeping around the door. I sit up and wipe my eyes.
“Yeah, sorry.”
“Are you alright? I saw Frank storm out.” He ask.
“Yes, we’re fine. Just a fight. It’ll be okay.”
“Well, Lindsey is still stable. And Bandit should be able to go home next week!”
At this, I actually smile!
“Really? That’s fantastic!” I realize while saying this, that I’m not only happy that my baby girl is okay and can go home and start her life and we can get on a normal plan as a family. I’m happy becauase that means I won’t be at the hospital all the time. I’ll be home with my daughter and boyfriend. I’ll have to be home. I’m less likely to drive to the hospital. Maybe me and Frank can get better with this news.
“Have you told Frank?”
“Actually, I was going to call after him, but I thought maybe if you’d tell him, you know…”
I smiled at this, in the past few weeks, Brendon has became a best friend to me and Frank. And we even met, well, Frank re-met, Ryan. There was no awkwardness surprisingly. Brendon and I know it was before us, and Frank and Ryan see nothing wrong with what happened. There was nothing wrong with it. I should stay in touch with them after Bandit and Lindsey are both out of the hospital.
“I have to find him!” I exit my thoughts realizing the situation!
I run out of the room, with a wide smile on my face, nodding bye to Brendon.
I run to the nursery in search for Frank, and find him in the waiting room in the corner with red puffy eyes.
My poor baby.
I walk over to him slowly, I don’t think he sees me. I sit in the chair next to him.
And he looks right at me with the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen, and I lose it. I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him tight.
“Frank, I’m sorry. I know I’ve been distant. I know I’ve been spending too much time with Linds. I’m sorry. But, baby, guess what? We get to bring Bandit home next week. And everything will be okay once she’s home!” Frank looks up from my shoulder with a smile on his face.
“Really, so soon?”
“Yeah, baby. She’s doing great!”
Frank hugs me back and puts his face on my neck. “I love you, Gee.”
“I love you, too, Frankie.”

Notes

so, i'm sorry this is short and lacks substance.
i've been so busy plus had serious writers block, but when i saw it's been OVER a month since i've updated, i knew i had to post something. this is sooo short and just a filler, but i hope you don't hate it.
thanks for reading. ill try to put updates out faster. i promise.
love you guys.
stay lovely!
comment. rate. subscribe please!