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by groovylady

by groovylady

FRANK'S POV

I made it seem like I made up my mind. But, have I? Gerard left hours ago.

Gerard could easily be lyeing. He could feel bad for me, think I'm pathetic. Only a pathetic and lonely boy would say I love you to a taken man.

But, why did he dump Bert? He didn't have to. If he didn't like me, then he wouldn't have dumped Bert.

What if he's lyeing? What if he didn't dump Bert?

I heard creaking outside. The sound of light footsteps on my porch echoed through my quiet house.

I tried to look through the window without moving, but it was too dark to see.

I hold my breath until the creaking is gone.

It was just the wind.

Or maybe a ghost.

I look at my stove. The numbers 12:52am glowed in an obnoxious bright green color. October first.

-GROOVYLADY