Are you the one? \frankie Gomez/

Chapter 3

Ana POV
1 week later...

Let me tell you me and Frankie have gotten closer. But I still haven't opened myself up completely to him. My life home hasn't been going good my dad has been drinking and getting drunk to much that he doesn't even come home. But he doesn't even care about me that much. I guess I have to live with that now. I'm not ready to tell Frankie about this because it just doesn't feel right telling him my problems while he has his own to solve.
Today I'm going to hang out with him and I'm not going to lie I'm fuckin excited. "I'm outside!" Frankie texted me. I started to go down stairs and my dad was in the kitchen drinking again I'm not surprised. "Where are you going?" He asked. "I'm going out with a friend," I said. "Who would want to hang out with you?" He asked laughing. I could feel myself starting to cry but I held it back. I just left. I was surprised because I saw 3 other boys with Frankie. "Hey Ana this is Brendon, kelvin, and Nate," Frankie said while they said hey. This felt weird I thought it going to be only me and Frankie. We were going to the mall just to hang out.
When we got there there were like 2 girls that came up to the boys and hugged them. I just stayed there looking puzzled. They all acted like I wasn't there even Frankie he was talking to one of the girls. At first I was hurting but you know I'm use to this, I don't even know why I let people into my life. So I just left home walking.
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When I got home there was no one there. Which I'm not surprised about. Right then my phone started to ring and it was Frankie.
(F=Frankie A= Ana)
F: where are you
A: i left home
F: why?
A: because it felt awkward and... Never mind Frankie you wouldn't understand.
F: no Ana tell me
A: bye Frankie.

I don't expect him to understand what's happening to me. I go to the bathroom and see the same ugly thing always looking at me. I grabbed my tooth brush and begin to brush my teeth. When I finished I put my sweats, tank top, and monkey slippers. (On top) I went to bed and just tears started to slip out of my eyes. Then I drifted myself to sleep...
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Next morning:
I woke up with the pounding of my hurting head. I got up and went to the bathroom and saw the same thing I see everyday and night. I did my regular morning things. Then I checked my phone. 8 missed calls 20 messages. From Frankie😒. I just ignored them and went downstairs. And thankfully my dad wasn't there. I walk to the kitchen and took out eggs and started to cook them. Then the doorbell rang. I tiptoed to the door and looked though the little mirror thing and saw a police man. "I know your in there!" The police said knocking on the door again. I slowly opened it. "I'm sorry to say this but your dad.. He hum.. Died....
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