When you go

Chapter 3
“Gee, I’m hungry,” Frank whines dramatically. I smirk at his innocent expression, loving how vague he is.
“So get some food. It’s lunch time, duh.” i said running my hands through my hair. I decided i need to dye it again, considering i’ve had it black for, like, what, 2 months? That’s the longest time i haven’t dyed my hair since i was 14.
“But I’m lazy! Do it for me, Geegee?” He whimpers. I roll my eyes, but nod and get up. I make my way towards the lunch line, pulling a couple dollars out of my pocket. I stand in line, waiting to see something that isn’t meat, since Frankie is vegetarian. I make a beeline for the last salad when i see it, quickly shoving some girls hand out of the way. I see her face draw into a sad expression.
‘Sorry bitch,’ i thought, ‘My Frankie is hungry.’
I quickly pay for the food, making sure to grab ranch dressing and a couple of napkins.
“Thanks Gee!” Frank cheers. I smile at him, even though i feel completely drained of emotion.
“Course Frankie. So i wa-” i was quickly cut off my the feeling of something hot and wet plummeting into me. I quickly turn, just barely being able to see mashed potatoes on the back of my shirt. I feel a wave of anger go through my body making me grit my teeth and clench my fist. I look up to see a group of jocks laughing.
“Gee!” Frank gasps. Before i get to respond, he out of his seat and angrily walking to the jocks. I quickly jog after him, willing for him to just sit back down.
“Hey, you fucking ass holes!” He yells at the jocks. This only sends them into another fit of laughter, causing more attention.
“Frank, please stop.” I beg, catching up to him as he stops in front of the jocks table. He takes my hand and squeezes it, a silent reassurance.
“Trust me Gee.” He whispers to me. I turn my head to look at the jocks. They’re looking amusedly at us, smirking to themselves.
“What the fuck is your guys’s problems? Leave him the fuck alone!” He yells at them. I’m surprised at the temper he has, considering how sweet he normally. I turn away from them, looking at all the kids in the cafeteria who are staring. I look back at our table, where Mikey is now sitting, looking totally oblivious to the situation.
“Go sit back down, you fags.” Luke, the head jock, growls. Frank scoffs, not very amused by his comeback.
“Oh, fuck you! Your a fucking bastard, y’know that right?” Frank sneers at the jock. The jock looks taken aback, but not enough to back off.
“Frankie, please.” i beg quietly. I turn around again, where Mikey is now looking at us. He looks slightly scared because he knows these jocks have beat me up before. Right after my “episode”.
“Fine Gee.” Ha says, turning back around. I let out a sigh of relief before taking a step towards our table. I stop when i hear an icy voice behind me though.
“That’s right. Listen to your fagott ass boyfriend.” Luke says, visually aggited. I freeze, knowing Frank is about to blow.
“Frankie, baby, it’s okay. C’mon let’s just go.” I whisper. He looks at me hesitantly, all the anger fading off his face. His eyes show sympathy instead of rage. He spins his heel, walking away before the jocks can say anything else. I’m soon after him, trying to keep up with him.
We sit down as Mikey bombards us with questions over what just happened. I’m off in my in little word though, thinking about what just happened. Frank’s outburst kinda scared me.
Was Frank bipolar or something? What was that?
It made me think of his father. Did Frank get that temper from his Dad?
I ask myself so many question i can't keep track of them. Soon my mind is just running wild, playing out different scenarios in my head that would never happen. They all include Frank and the violent behavior he just displayed.
One question remains though.
Would Frank ever be like his dad?

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“Stop slamming the fuckin doors Mikey!” I yell through the house. I was currently sprawled out on my bed, Frank lying next to me with our legs tangled up, and Ray on my bean bag on the floor.
“Chill, Gee! I’m looking for my homework, Jesus.” He yells back. I roll my eyes, although i’m glad he cares that much about homework.
“Are we doing our annual meeting on Friday, Gee?” Ray asks. I look over at him, somehow now just taking in his appearance.
“Er, yeah I think.” i say shrugging. He accepts the answer and nods, looking at me.
“I found it! Now we can chill out.” Mikey says, bursting in the room.
“Finally! Come cuddle with me baby.” Ray gushes. I fake gagging sounds as Frank laughs at me.
“One of these days I’m really gonna puke you guys!” i tell them. Although i’m smirking. Mikey rolls his eyes, and kisses ray lips. This time i don’t pretend to gag or make a snide comment, i just smile. It’s good to see Mikey happy again.
“Your such a dork,” Frank whispers to me. I grin up at him, letting my joy for Mikey show. I nuzzle my head in Frank's shoulder, loving his scent. He smelled like coffee and cigarettes, but their was something else there, something very, Frank. I loved it.
“Gee?” He whispers in my ear.
“Hmm?” I hum into his shirt.
“I love you.” He states quietly. It makes my heart stop and my body goes rigid. I know he means it as my best friend, but i want it to mean so much more.
“I love you too, Frankie.” I whispers back at him, relaxing again. He begins to pull away, but i quickly stop him.
“No, don’t let go,” i say, holding tightly onto him, “Not yet. Just hold me. Please.”
“Alright, baby. I won;t let go until you ask me too.”Chapter 3

Notes

Hey beautiful human beings! :D
I hope you guys like it, but i feel it's kinda suckish
Anyway i just wanted to let you guys know I'll update at least once a day, if not more.
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-May <3