Frank's POV
The others were looking at me as I was walking back and forth. Julie was looking my every move while Joey and Susie looked to be concerned. "Frank. You're scaring us..." Susie whispers which makes me send a glare on her face. "You should be afraid. I want to kill that guy!" Being in the abandoned resort allowed us to speak things like this since no one was around to hear our conversations.
"I know that (Y/n) is a good friend but I think that she can take care of this on her own." Joey says with concern in his eyes. I send him a glare which makes him shut up. "I know that she can do that but I want to help her." Julie tilts her head as she looks at me. "And why do you care about her that much. I think you can baby sit someone else's kid too if you're that desperate for money that you need to protect the mother?"
I shake my head as I look at her. I just realized that I haven't thought about her since I have been with (Y/n). "It's... It's complicated but I want to be there for her." I could see that they're confused but that confusion turns to realization really quickly. Joey stands up and puts his arm around me. "Frank come with me for a moment. I need to talk with you for a moment." He says as he starts to lead me outside. I didn't want to go but it seems to be like he wanted to talk with me.
When we get outside he spins me around and shakes me harshly. "Frank please tell me what's going on with you?" He seemed to be worried but I didn't care. "Nothing. I just want to help her." I answer but I don't want him to find out anything. "As if! I know that look. Please man. Just talk with me." I take a step back and send him a glare. "What do you want me to say?" He huffs and crosses his arms over to his chest.
"How about the truth." He said shortly which reminded me of all the psychologist before (Y/n) that wanted to get inside of my mind to find out what's going on with me. It made feel angry and I wanted to punch him. "You want to know the fucking truth?" I snapped at him loudly that made him take a step back. "Yes. That's the only thing I want to know!" I shake my head and look at the ground that was already covered in snow. "I love her."
Joey looks at me for a while. "I know that but do you love love her or just love her?" I roll my eyes and shake my head as I look at him. What an asshole. "I love love her!" He nods without saying anything. "Are you sure that that a good decision?" I turn around to look at Julie and Susie. "That you love her?" Julie asks as her other brow raises. I suddenly feel like I was some circus animal that made some stupid trick.
"I know what I'm doing. I don't think that I asked your opinion." Julie huffs but I turn to look at Susie. "I think it's cute. I'm happy for you." She said with a smile that made me feel little better. I smile at her and nod. "Thank you. That means a lot." Julie shakes her head but then she look at me with her head tilted. "Yeah whatever but you're that sure that she won't stab you in the back?" I nod which makes her send me a little smile.
"Okay. Then we're going to help you. But are you sure that the man is better off dead?" I nod and walk back inside. "Believe me it is! That man is fucking lunatic! And Miss (Y/n) deserves to be free from him!" Joey says as he wraps both of his arms around the girls shoulders. Both of them doesn't seem to mind about that but Susie has pinkish cheeks. "Well then we're going to kill him." Julie says as she lifts Joey's arm off of her shoulders.
"But how?" Susie asks from me which makes me think. "Well we already have the mask from before. We'll use those to hide our faces when we do it but I'm not sure yet." I sit on bar stand where I can look all of them at once. "But it has to be as painful as it can." Julie nods in agreement with a sinister smile on her face. "I like that plan. Let's think about it more but first! I'm going challenge all of you to steal something!"
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RomanceAfter being a trouble teen yourself, you got your life in track with the help of your parents. The only memory reminding you from your teenage years was your daughter. After meeting Frank Morrison, a trouble teen you were helping, our past comes to...