Where's your heart?

Things at the police station pass by in a stressful emotional blur, the room they took me into cold and lifeless and after countless questions they tell me I will be held in a cell until my bail is set and then paid, the officer taking me to my cell telling me I can make one call. I stand for a few seconds with the phone in my trembling hand, wanting so desperately to call Frank but the way he was earlier flashes through my mind and I end up calling Mikey instead. "Gee" Mikey says softly when he answers and I break, a pathetic sob escaping me as tears start rolling down my cheeks and I sniffle softly before saying "Mikes, I....they arrested me and...." "I know Gee, I'm here ok, as soon as they set your bail I'm gonna get you out ok? I won't leave until you're leaving with me. Are you ok?" Mikey says and I sniffle again before saying "I don't....I didn't mean to do it." "I know Gee, we'll sort it all out ok? Just stay calm and I'll see you soon" Mikey says soothingly and I swallow hard before hanging up, the officer guiding me down the hallway to the cell and after I step inside I hear the loud bang of the door sliding shut and locking again, causing me to jump in fright and after the officer leaves I make my way over to the far wall and take a seat on the bench there, leaning back against the cold concrete wall as I take in my surroundings.

What seems like hours later I hear footsteps approaching and a second later an officer appears infront of the cell, opening the door and telling me my bail has been paid and I can go, the other officer before having already told me that once I go I will be contacted when I have to go to court and as I follow the officer into the front of the station Mikey launches himself on me, his arms wrapping around me so tight I can barely breathe but I don't object, my hands clenching into fists around the back of his shirt as I cling to him and when we finally manage to pull apart I glance around and notice that Frank isn't here, the small part of me that was hoping he would be making me feel stupid and upset. "Come on I'll take you home" Mikey tells me and I nod as I follow him out to his car, the ride back to my house silent aside from the noise of the car and when we pull up I notice all the lights are out, my forehead pulling into a frown as I realise that means Frank must have gone to bed and doesn't care about what I've just been through but when Mikey and I go inside I realise I've got it completely wrong. After I let us inside Mikey goes into the kitchen to make coffee, flipping lights on as he goes and I wander down to the bedroom, unsure of what to say to Frank but when I open the door I realise it doesn't matter anyway, Frank is gone, the bed empty and clearly not slept in and as I step over to the bed and turn the lamp on beside it I see a note on my pillow, telling me that Frank is staying with Nicole and he thinks we need some space.

I wander back out into the kitchen, the note clutched in my hand and when Mikey spins around to face me his mouth opens but whatever he was going to say doesn't come out, his eyes widening a little as he takes in my expression. "What's...." He starts after a few seconds and I bring my shaky hand up to offer him the note, letting him take it and his forehead creases, his eyes darkening as he reads what Frank has written. "What should I do?" I ask, the room spinning slightly as I feel extremely overwhelmed suddenly and Mikey sighs and says "Nothing. I'm not standing for this shit anymore Gee, and you shouldn't either. You're in serious trouble for this asshole and he doesn't even care. I know you love him, but this isn't ok and I think it's time he either gets serious and on the same page you are in this relationship or he needs to go." "But I love him" I say softly, my gaze drifting down to my feet and Mikey sighs softly and says "I know Gee but is it really worth all the trouble? Is it worth the permanent record you now have?"

Our conversation dies after that, me unsure of what to say anymore or what I'm even thinking and Mikey frustrated and not wanting to make everything worse. We sit at the table and drink our coffee in silence and when I finish my cup I stand and put the cup in the sink, shooting Mikey a thankful half smile as I make my way out of the room and I go down the hallway to the bedroom, grabbing my phone and dialling Franks number, unsure of what I am going to say, every ring making my heart pound and when it cuts out to his voicemail I hang up and throw the phone on the bed, grabbing my pyjama pants and making my way across to the bathroom to shower. By the time I drag myself out again the water is just starting to run cold and after I am dried and dressed I cross back to the bedroom where I find Mikey sitting on the edge of the bed, an apologetic look on his face and as I sit beside him he wraps his arm around my shoulders and says "I'm sorry Gee, I'm just sick of seeing you get hurt and...." "I know, it's ok Mikes" I tell him, leaning into his side and we sit like this for a few long seconds before I sit back up again and Mikey stands, turning around to face me before asking "Are you gonna be alright if I go home or did you want me to stay?" "Go home, I'll be ok, tell Pete I'm sorry for keeping you so late" I tell him and Mikey smiles and says "Petes a big boy, I'm sure he was just fine without me." I find myself smiling too and Mikey smiles wider when he sees it before turning and leaving the room while I stand and follow and once I have let him out and locked the door behind him I make my way back into the bedroom, glancing around at all Franks stuff, trying to remember how it looked before it was all here and I'm surprised to find that even after such a short amount of time I can't really remember.

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