From the earth to the morgue

I decided to stay in with Frankie today. I had planned to go and get a new victim, but Frank really wanted to go to the mall today so of course I chose spending time with my precious Frankie over my own selfish needs. I smiled wide as I watched Frankie skip down the stairs, wearing pretty normal clothes, a shirt and jeans nothing fancy, but I swear it was like he was fucking glowing.

"You look amazing, baby!!" I squealed wrapping him into my arms.

Frankie squeaked out a giggle, "I look like this everyday."

I smiled down at him, "I know. And you look fucking amazing everyday."

Frank blushed darkly as he pulled away from my grip. I sighed happily as I intertwined my fingers with his walking him out to the car. I smiled wide opening the passenger door for him, watching him slip into the car. I quickly closed his door and ran over to the other side hopping in. As soon as I started the car Frankie immediately turned on the radio. Of fucking course all that was playing was Christmas music. Thanksgiving was less than a fucking week ago holy shit man. I was just about to just turn the radio off but immediately stopped when I heard Frankie gently singing along. I felt my heart skip a beat. He's always had such a beautiful voice. I looked over at him smiling wide,

"God, I love you." I mumbled out before soon turning my eyes back to the road.

I smiled even wider as I heard Frankie stop singing for just a second to murmur back an "I love you too." I gasped out harshly as a car pulled out in front of us at a very high speed. I felt anger just fucking boil up in me. He could've hurt Frankie. I growled harshly hitting the car horn harshly,

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Who the fuck does he think he is?? He could have crashed into Us And hurt Frankie!! I'll slit your fucking throat you piece of pathetic shit!!!" I screamed out, clutching the steering wheel.

I breathed heavily, attempting to calm myself. I heard a small whimper escape from Frankie. I quickly turned my gaze towards him. He was shaking, his eyes full of fear. I scared him. He's never seen me mad. Oh god. I scared him. I quickly pulled into the parking lot of some run down convenience store, parking as fast as I could. I undid my seatbelt, getting closer to Frankie. Frank somewhat scurried away from me, still extremely shaky. I frowned moving even closer,

"I'm so sorry baby boy. I didn't mean to scare you I promise. He just." I signed heavily, "He could have hurt you. And I. I just can't deal with even the idea of you getting hurt. I love you way too much baby."

Frankie stared up at me, his eyes slightly gazed, "It's okay. I'm just not used to you getting all upset.."

I sighed slightly, moving a strand of his hair out of his face, "I know baby. It won't happen again. I promise."

I quickly lifted up my pinky finger pushing it towards Frankie slightly. A small smile spread across Frankie's lips as he wrapped his pinky around mine. I smiled wide pulling him for a kiss. Frankie wrapped his small arms around my neck, as I placed my hands on his small hips, pulling him close to me. Frankie smiled wide into the kiss before pulling away. I sighed, staring at him lovingly,

"You're s'cute."

A light shade of pink covered Frankie's cheeks. I smiled softly, getting my seatbelt back on and I began driving towards the mall again.
We finally got to the mall about five minutes later. I quickly hopped out, running to franks side, opening the door for him. Frankie looked up at me flashing me one of his breathtaking smiles, causing my heart to skip a beat. I blushed slightly intertwining our hands once again. I watched the people around us closely as we walked inside. I narrowed my eyes at some teenage girls pointing in our direction, whispering to each other. I tried my hardest to hear what they were saying, but all I could make out was, "that short one is so hot." I smirked proudly, winking at them, before grabbing ahold of Frankie's face gently and kissing him passionately. I heard the young girls just begin fucking squealing. I smirked pulling away. Frankie looked up at me completely taken back,

"Whoa Romeo. What was that all about?"

I chuckled as we began walking again, "What? Can I not kiss my sexy boyfriend?"

Frankie tilted his head slightly, "Hm. Valid point."

I nodded in agreement before pulling him into hot topic. Frankie looked up at me, his eyebrow raised.

I scrunched my eyebrows at him, "What?"

"Going back into our emo phase are we?"

I shrugged slightly, "I just want an iron madden shirt. Calm down little man."

Frankie giggled slightly, walking over to the shirts, letting go of my hand in the process. I poured and walked up behind him, placing my hands on his hips, looking over the shirts. I gasped out grabbing the exact shirt I was looking for, gaining a chuckle out of Frankie. I went to grab another shirt, but then I heard a small squeak, followed by rapid footsteps. Next thing I knew there was a small tap against my back. I groaned slightly, turning around slightly, coming face to face with a small girl with light blonde hair. I raised my eyebrow,

"Can I help you?"

The girl nodded quickly, "I know you!" She pulled out her phone scrolling slightly showing me a picture of myself.

My eyes widened, "Why the fuck do you have a picture of me??"

The girl smiled weakly, "Macie. You and her-"

I quickly cut her off, refusing to risk Frankie finding out anything, "Let's talk in private, yeah?"

The girl nodded and quickly scurried out of the store. I sighed heavily telling Frank I'd be right back before making my way out of the store. I looked around seeing the small girl leaned up against the wall. I sighed once more walking over to her.

"So.. What about Macie?" I grumbled out, crossing my arms.
"Well you and her went in a date. She sent me a picture of you. She was totally freaking out over how hot you are." She bit her lip slightly, her eyes grazing over my body, "But um, anyway, you were the last person to see her.. She never went back home. Her parents are so worried. Do you know what happened to her?"

I rolled my eyes slightly, "No. I don't. We had some shitty coffee date, and then she left and I never saw her again."

The young girls face dropped slightly, "Oh..Well if you find anything out will you please call or text me. I'm really worried."

She then pulled out a small piece of paper, scribbling down her name and number before handing it to me. Hm, her name is Julie. I looked back up at her,

"Um, yeah, definitely."

Julie smiled softly up at me, nodding a goodbye, before quickly walking away. I looked down at the paper once more, before crumbling it up and throwing it away in the closest trash can. I smiled slightly, walking back to the store quickly. I immediately stopped in my tracks as I heard a gruff, taunting voice coming from the store,

"Hey faggot. Where's your boyfriend, huh? Oh what? Now you're mute too? God you're still such a pathetic little Emo."

I clenched my fists, growling darkly. I quickly walked into the store seeing a some fucking fat ass poking my little Frankie in his chest. I stared at him with wide eyes as he began taunting Frankie again, pushing him to the ground this time. I took in a sharp breath, trying my hardest not to rip his fucking throat out right then and there. I quickly ran over to Frankie helping him up,

"Are you okay, Frankie?!" I frantically asked, pulling him into a tight hug, "I shouldn't have left you all alone. I'm sor-"

I was soon cut off by the most disgusting laugh I've ever heard in my entire fucking life.

"Is that your little boyfriend, faggot Iero?"

I cringed just at the terrible insult. This guy is such a fucking moron.
I turned towards the man, clenching my fists even tighter. Another laugh howled out of the large man. I bit my tongue, trying my fucking hardest not to do anything. I've already scared Frankie once today. I can't even imagine how he'd react to me killing someone right in front of him. I slowly stepped away from him, gently grabbing a hold of Frankie's hand,

"Let's just go." I whispered to him quickly.

"Oh, wow! Even your boyfriend is a fucking pussy!"

I growled loudly, causing Frankie to look at me in concern,

"Yeah, you're right. Let's just go." Frankie mumbled out, pulling me out of the store.

I sighed heavily, storming off to the car. Frankie following close behind. I opened Frankie's door for him, closing it after he slid in. I looked over the parking lot, spotting the man walking with a few of his friends to a certain car. I raised my eyebrow, watching closely, writing down the license plate number. I then quickly hopped in the car driving Frankie home. As soon as we got home I entered the license plate number into an app that tells you exactly where the car is at that moment. They have fucking apps for everything now. I smiled wide as his address came up. Frankie plopped down on the couch,

"What are you so happy for?" He teased slightly.

I smiled down at him, "Because I have the most amazing boyfriend anyone could ever have in the entire world." I spread my arms out wide, spinning around slightly.

Frankie giggled softly, "You're so gay and sappy."

"You know it baby!" I stated proudly, before leaning over the edge of the couch pecking Frankie on the lips.

Frank blushed darkly, giggling softly. I smiled softly, looking down at my phone once more, chewing on my lip gently,

"Bad news. I left something at the store that I really needed."

Frankie pouted, "what'd you forget?"

"It's a surprise." I winked at him, placing a finger on my lips.

Frank chuckled softly, raising his hands up, "Alright, alright. Just hurry back, okay?"

I nodded quickly, practically running out to my car. I got to his house within fifteen minutes. He lived a lot closer than I thought. I smirked softly to myself seeing his piece of shit car in the driveway. I carefully walked up to his window, looking in. He was sat down on the couch a phone pressed up to his ear. He smiled slightly,

"I love you too, mom."

Awe, how sweet. Too bad it's the last time she'll ever hear from him again. I made my way around the house checking every room I could, making sure he was alone. Once I was done I quickly walked to the back door, carefully checking if it was unlocked. Thankfully it was. I slipped inside closing the door, slowly. I sighed softly, looking around his kitchen. God it was filled with only fucking junk food. I groaned in slight disgust, before making my way into the hallway. I looked around, seeing multiple picture frames full of family. I'm sure he'd be missed. Good. I walked throughout his house, not even caring to keep quiet anymore. I finally found him in his bedroom watching some shitty reality show. I rolled my eyes, walking into the room.
He instantly looked up at me, startled. His eyes widened once he recognized who I was,

"What the fuck are you doing in my house, you fucking faggot!"

I smirked slightly, walking closer towards him, "I'd watch my tone if I were you."

He let out a dark chuckle, "Yeah fucking right. Like I'm scared of some pathetic little fag-"

And before he could even finish his sentence, I hit him in the head as hard as I could, instantly knocking him out. I stared down at his unconscious body, smirking wide,

"Oh, this is gonna be fun."

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