𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐓|𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐲𝐥𝐞 [𝟐] [Discontinued]

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝟵~ 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮

Warnings: Mature Language, Hallucinations , Overdose, Drug Addiction, Drug Withdrawal Symptoms, Near Death Experience, Making out,Mentions of Self Harm, Suicide Threats, Crying, Depression, Scars, Alcohol Addiction, Scars, Blackmail, Manipulation, Blackmail.

Long ass chapter to make up for my absence! Unedited <3

𝗜 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜'𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗜 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘀 (𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵)~𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆-𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝗹 𝗥𝗲𝘆

"𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘆 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝗿, 𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽." A familiar voice told me, yet I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to face the world. "I said wake up." The voice told me more sternly, so I did, just to shut her up. "What do ya want mother?" I questioned with a groan, sitting up in my hospital bed. "I just wished to tell ya how proud I was of ya, ya made the right decision." My mum cheerily commented. "Proud of me? Why are ya proud of me?" I questioned, perplexed to say the least. I had a throbbing headache yet other than that, I felt okay. "Ya made the right choice taking them drugs, didn't it feel sweet? It always feels so freeing, I'm sure I taught ya that along with other things." She smirked as I scoffed.

"I think fuckin' Jacs was more of a mother figure than ya ever was! I think ya a piece of shit, I was the one takin' care of Lola whilst ya got high and dad worked as hard as he could. Ya are such bullshit!" I shouted at her. "Bullshit? Least I fuckin' stuck around, what did ya father do? He just got rat arsed and shagged whatever he could at work." Mum snarled gripping onto my shoulders, "Let go. Be free. Ya can come join me, Jackie and Brayden. We can be like a family again." My mother softly cooed, no, she was pleading me to go.

I threw her hands off of my shoulders, "I will not fuckin' be like ya! I refuse! I ain't leavin' my girl, I ain't leavin' my Franky. Unlike ya I am actually capable of love." I fought back with a growl. "Oh, that little goth girl will never stay with ya, cause ya never change. I died so young and failed you and little Lola..." Mum spoke up sadly sitting next to me. "Think how much you'll fail your girlfriend by living your pathetic little life." She snarled to me.

"Pretty girl... Pretty girl." Franky's voice echoed, I mustered all my strength to sit up. "Wake up for me, Richie, I need ya." She pleaded as I shoved my mum to the floor in rage...

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Author's POV [Present Time]

𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 long she'd been mopping the same spot on the floor, her mind was running wild as she picture Amanda lying there hooked up to machine's in the hospital. "Fuckin' hell Franky, lighten up. Who died?" Lola asked with a smirk, Franky snapped out of her trance, snapped the broom of her mop in half and pushed it against Lola's throat. She pushed her girlfriend's little sister against the wall, "Ya sister is in hospital 'cause of ya and that lil blonde bimbo, if Mandy di- if somethin' happens ta her I will fuckin' end ya." She snarled to Lola who stopped looking so smug, she was worried.