The Innocent and The Evil
Ten
Frankie's POV
I walked down the stairs slowly after my shower, searching for Sarah. She was on the couch with Zayn trying to decide which movie to watch. I cleared my throat, trying to get her attention. She was laughing but once she turned and saw me, her face went sad and I knew I was right. I fucking did it again...
“Hey Frankie, you're up! Sleep well?” She scratched at her wrist, something she always did when she felt nervous or upset. “Does he know?” I whispered. Zayn shot his eyes down towards Sarah and Sarah looked at me as if I was broken, but, I'm not, I'm just grieving. “Not exactly...” Zayn trailed off. “What the hell does that mean? Does he know or not, it's a simple yes or no answer, Zayn!” I didn't realized I've rose my voice until I saw Sarah flinch slightly. I sighed and whispered an apology and walked into the kitchen. This is fucking ridiculous, I can't be left alone anymore because I black out and apparently become a incoherent psycho! My life is fucked and I don't know what to do anymore.
“He doesn't know the full story Frankie. He woke me up this morning wanting to know where you were. He was worried for you, and so was I. Frankie... Why aren't you taking the pills?” Sarah is my best friend, and I love her, but I really wish she wouldn't ask, I hate lying to her. “I am taking the pills, Sarah, I don't know why it happened again...” I was lying through my teeth and she knew it. “Why are you lying to me? I'm not your parents, I won't tell you you're crazy. I'm not your therapist, I'm not going to tell you some psycho-babble bullshit out of a handbook. I'm friend, I'm here to listen to your problems and help you to the best of my abilities. I'll always be here to pick you up, and that will never change. Okay?” By the end of her speech I was near tears. “Okay...” She nodded her head and walked closer to me to give me a hug. “Will you please take the pills, please?” She was practically begging me and I guess maybe it wouldn't hurt... I nodded my head. Why not?
After Sarah and I hugged it out in the kitchen she went back to her movie and Zayn and I went upstairs to call Harry.
It did nothing but ring, he just needs some space Frankie, chill. I tried to convince myself. He has his own life so he's probably with his friends. This is really a mess... I bent down on the floor and moved some stuff around under my bed to pull out a small box that has all my pills in it, the doctors think I've developed a case of Schizophrenia after Jonny's death. The pills are suppose to help with the episodes and to help calm my nerves. I'm not exactly sure why I'm so scared to take these, just am.
It will take about two weeks for the pills to actually start working so I pooped one in my mouth and swallowed it dry. After a good ten minutes of wallowing in self pity, I got up and went to my closet, pulling out that stupid tub that started this dreadful week. I took another long shower to pass time and took even longer drying off. I put my hair in tight curls just to run my hand through it to make it look more wild and care free. Putting on dark make up, a crop top to show off my belly piercing I got last month and high waisted shorts, even throwing on a pair of my wedges that lace up my leg. I walked down the stairs and stood in front of my two roommates for the rest of the summer.
“Holy shit.” Sarah muttered as she eyed me up and down, Zayn purposely looking everywhere but me. “We're going out tonight, I don't care where but we're going somewhere. I don't want to cry in my room anymore. I'm a 17 year old teenager that doesn't have parental supervision and loads of money to blow for the entire fucking summer. I'm doing this, so are you with me or not?” I ask them as they Sarah stares back at me with the biggest smirk ever.
“That's my girl...” They hopped up and quickly got ready as I text Harry one last time. Instead of being emotional, maybe I should try a different approach...
*Look, I don't know what you saw or what you know about me and what happened this morning but I'm going out tonight so if you wanna talk then lets talk other wise let me know if I'm wasting my time or not. -Frankie xoxo*
I'm hoping the more carefree thing will work here. I really like Harry and want to continue what ever we had going there for a second. “Are you bitches ready or what?!” I screamed down the hall and glanced at my watch and it read 5:30. Jesus Christ what have I been doing all day? The door bell rang and I walked to answer because I'm pretty sure Sarah and Zayn are having sex instead of getting ready.
When I opened the door Jason was standing there. “Jesus fucking-” He didn't finish as he bit his lip and looked at me. I smirked and asked “What do you want Jason? I have shit to do.” This whole 'short and sweet' thing is quite amusing on my end. “Why haven't you answered my calls or text? I've given you enough space but if you don't start talking to me, I'm going to have to talk to your mom and tell her that you're letting Zayn stay here. Don't test me, Frankie.” He finished and it took everything in me not to punch him. “Don't threaten me Jason, and how did you know he was staying here anyway? What I do is none of your concern! You're not my boyfriend anymore, I'm a big girl and can take care of myself!” I went to go slam the door because I didn't want to continue this conversation but mainly, I didn't want my neighbors to hear it either. But Jason being the way he is, pushed through and slammed the door behind him.
“Take care of yourself?! Are you shittin me, Frankie?! Otis called me this morning. You call that taking care of yourself?” My head shot up and I could feel the familiar sting in my eyes telling me the tears are starting. “Shut up Jason! You don't know what you're talking about! You never do! So fuck off! I don't have the time to fight with you nor do I care too, so get the hell out and stay out of my business.” I finished and wiped my eye, smearing my perfect make up. “Fuck!” I screamed walked towards the stairs but he grabbed my arm.
“Is this for him? Are you ignoring me because of him? He'll never care about you the way I do baby, you know that.” I yanked my arm out of his grip and turned towards him. “No Jason I don't know that, because you've been more into controlling me than helping me. I have parents for control and Sarah for help. So I'm not really seeing where you fit in here anymore Jason...” He looked so hurt, I almost took it back. Almost...
“And him? Where does he fit in?” Jason asked referring to Harry. “Harry? Oh honey, Harry's just a bonus.” I bit my lip and winked at him before walking up the stairs, making sure to sway my hips. I heard the door slam shut behind me and I knew he was gone. He'll be back, I know he will and I'm sure I'll get a call from mother later on tonight but I'll be too drunk to care.
So for now I'm going to redo my make up and wait for the sex addicts down stairs to be ready. I just want one night to be care free. One! I'm prepared to regret everything tomorrow for everything I've already said and probably the things I'm going to do...
I walked down the stairs slowly after my shower, searching for Sarah. She was on the couch with Zayn trying to decide which movie to watch. I cleared my throat, trying to get her attention. She was laughing but once she turned and saw me, her face went sad and I knew I was right. I fucking did it again...
“Hey Frankie, you're up! Sleep well?” She scratched at her wrist, something she always did when she felt nervous or upset. “Does he know?” I whispered. Zayn shot his eyes down towards Sarah and Sarah looked at me as if I was broken, but, I'm not, I'm just grieving. “Not exactly...” Zayn trailed off. “What the hell does that mean? Does he know or not, it's a simple yes or no answer, Zayn!” I didn't realized I've rose my voice until I saw Sarah flinch slightly. I sighed and whispered an apology and walked into the kitchen. This is fucking ridiculous, I can't be left alone anymore because I black out and apparently become a incoherent psycho! My life is fucked and I don't know what to do anymore.
“He doesn't know the full story Frankie. He woke me up this morning wanting to know where you were. He was worried for you, and so was I. Frankie... Why aren't you taking the pills?” Sarah is my best friend, and I love her, but I really wish she wouldn't ask, I hate lying to her. “I am taking the pills, Sarah, I don't know why it happened again...” I was lying through my teeth and she knew it. “Why are you lying to me? I'm not your parents, I won't tell you you're crazy. I'm not your therapist, I'm not going to tell you some psycho-babble bullshit out of a handbook. I'm friend, I'm here to listen to your problems and help you to the best of my abilities. I'll always be here to pick you up, and that will never change. Okay?” By the end of her speech I was near tears. “Okay...” She nodded her head and walked closer to me to give me a hug. “Will you please take the pills, please?” She was practically begging me and I guess maybe it wouldn't hurt... I nodded my head. Why not?
After Sarah and I hugged it out in the kitchen she went back to her movie and Zayn and I went upstairs to call Harry.
It did nothing but ring, he just needs some space Frankie, chill. I tried to convince myself. He has his own life so he's probably with his friends. This is really a mess... I bent down on the floor and moved some stuff around under my bed to pull out a small box that has all my pills in it, the doctors think I've developed a case of Schizophrenia after Jonny's death. The pills are suppose to help with the episodes and to help calm my nerves. I'm not exactly sure why I'm so scared to take these, just am.
It will take about two weeks for the pills to actually start working so I pooped one in my mouth and swallowed it dry. After a good ten minutes of wallowing in self pity, I got up and went to my closet, pulling out that stupid tub that started this dreadful week. I took another long shower to pass time and took even longer drying off. I put my hair in tight curls just to run my hand through it to make it look more wild and care free. Putting on dark make up, a crop top to show off my belly piercing I got last month and high waisted shorts, even throwing on a pair of my wedges that lace up my leg. I walked down the stairs and stood in front of my two roommates for the rest of the summer.
“Holy shit.” Sarah muttered as she eyed me up and down, Zayn purposely looking everywhere but me. “We're going out tonight, I don't care where but we're going somewhere. I don't want to cry in my room anymore. I'm a 17 year old teenager that doesn't have parental supervision and loads of money to blow for the entire fucking summer. I'm doing this, so are you with me or not?” I ask them as they Sarah stares back at me with the biggest smirk ever.
“That's my girl...” They hopped up and quickly got ready as I text Harry one last time. Instead of being emotional, maybe I should try a different approach...
*Look, I don't know what you saw or what you know about me and what happened this morning but I'm going out tonight so if you wanna talk then lets talk other wise let me know if I'm wasting my time or not. -Frankie xoxo*
I'm hoping the more carefree thing will work here. I really like Harry and want to continue what ever we had going there for a second. “Are you bitches ready or what?!” I screamed down the hall and glanced at my watch and it read 5:30. Jesus Christ what have I been doing all day? The door bell rang and I walked to answer because I'm pretty sure Sarah and Zayn are having sex instead of getting ready.
When I opened the door Jason was standing there. “Jesus fucking-” He didn't finish as he bit his lip and looked at me. I smirked and asked “What do you want Jason? I have shit to do.” This whole 'short and sweet' thing is quite amusing on my end. “Why haven't you answered my calls or text? I've given you enough space but if you don't start talking to me, I'm going to have to talk to your mom and tell her that you're letting Zayn stay here. Don't test me, Frankie.” He finished and it took everything in me not to punch him. “Don't threaten me Jason, and how did you know he was staying here anyway? What I do is none of your concern! You're not my boyfriend anymore, I'm a big girl and can take care of myself!” I went to go slam the door because I didn't want to continue this conversation but mainly, I didn't want my neighbors to hear it either. But Jason being the way he is, pushed through and slammed the door behind him.
“Take care of yourself?! Are you shittin me, Frankie?! Otis called me this morning. You call that taking care of yourself?” My head shot up and I could feel the familiar sting in my eyes telling me the tears are starting. “Shut up Jason! You don't know what you're talking about! You never do! So fuck off! I don't have the time to fight with you nor do I care too, so get the hell out and stay out of my business.” I finished and wiped my eye, smearing my perfect make up. “Fuck!” I screamed walked towards the stairs but he grabbed my arm.
“Is this for him? Are you ignoring me because of him? He'll never care about you the way I do baby, you know that.” I yanked my arm out of his grip and turned towards him. “No Jason I don't know that, because you've been more into controlling me than helping me. I have parents for control and Sarah for help. So I'm not really seeing where you fit in here anymore Jason...” He looked so hurt, I almost took it back. Almost...
“And him? Where does he fit in?” Jason asked referring to Harry. “Harry? Oh honey, Harry's just a bonus.” I bit my lip and winked at him before walking up the stairs, making sure to sway my hips. I heard the door slam shut behind me and I knew he was gone. He'll be back, I know he will and I'm sure I'll get a call from mother later on tonight but I'll be too drunk to care.
So for now I'm going to redo my make up and wait for the sex addicts down stairs to be ready. I just want one night to be care free. One! I'm prepared to regret everything tomorrow for everything I've already said and probably the things I'm going to do...
Notes
Sorry dolls, I know I'm a terrible updater and I'd stop reading if I was a fan of mine, so thank you to all the ones who haven't stopped yet. I'm going to get better I PROMISE!
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