Obsession (Frank x OC)

Chapter Seven: Hourglass

Julie had showed up at Frank's apartment after she had been calling him. Something inside of her was telling her something was wrong, both Frank and Luna had disappeared from the lodge. She trusted Frank, she didn't trust Luna...not for a second. She just hoped he wouldn't do anything with her. When she arrived at Frank's apartment she noticed that his car wasn't in the small parking lot. Her heart dropped and she quickly made her way to his apartment.

Grabbing the spare key from it's hiding spot she unlocked and opened the front door. It was dark, and quiet. Too quiet for them to be there. Stepping inside for a moment, flicking on the lights she looked around. His apartment had pretty much the bare necessities inside, a decent sized couch with two end tables, finding a photo of her and Frank sitting on one.

Everything was black and white and he had a few shirts lying around. The TV was off. It was cold inside which meant he hadn't been home to turn on the heat.

"He wouldn't.." she whispered, her voice cracking as she entered his bedroom next, seeing that the bed was still made. He hadn't been home at all. He wasn't there and he wasn't at the lodge so he had to be with her..he had. Probably at her place and unfortunately, Julie didn't know where that was.

He wasn't answering his phone so he wouldn't answer. He never ignored her. Ever.

Tears burned her eyes but she forced them back as an idea came to mind, her heart burning with anger. She would have Frank back. All she had to do was get rid of Luna.

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The next morning Frank woke up, stretching slightly as he did. Reaching over for Luna but found that she wasn't laying next to him anymore. He slowly opened his eyes, sitting up he could faintly hear her moving around in her kitchen. Then he could smell her cooking, she was making breakfast.

"Mm." he sighed, yawning and standing up groggily, stretching and wiping his eyes.

His body felt light and his legs felt a little weak but he ignored it as he entered her bathroom, noting that it wasn't as girly as he almost thought it'd be.

After relieving himself and flushing after, he entered the main hall, spotting Luna reaching up into the cabinets. She was wearing nothing but a fresh pair of panties and his jacket. Her hair swished behind her and he noticed the tattoo he had seen the night before. He hadn't been able to admire it with how needy they were with each other.

She looked damn good.

"Hungry?" she remarked, snapping him out of his daze and he blinked, meeting her gaze. Her eyes lowered and he couldn't help smirking, seeing the light blush on her cheeks. "Mhm. What are you making?" he asked, coming around the counter to bring her into his arms.

She hummed at that, her eyes hooded as he kissed her gently.

"Pancakes, eggs, bacon and hash browns." she replied and he leaned against her. "Sounds good. But could you make sausages? I need something meaty." he said, Luna snickering. "Yeah?"

"You're childish. I could've made a joke, but I'll stop myself." he said and Luna giggled quietly. "Mhm. You'll have to let go now..you're starting to poke me and I am way too sore right now." she whispered, smirking at the lust in his eyes.

"Or I could skip breakfast and have dessert instead." he murmured, his eyes closing slightly when she kissed his neck roughly, sending chills down his spine. "Later..Julie will definitely chew you up when you get home." she replied and he sighed as he pulled away. "Fine." he grumbled, pulling back and ignoring her laughter as he sat at the counter. She continued cooking breakfast for them humming softly as she did. Frank watched her quietly admiring her as he did, his blue eyes taking in each curve and dip of her figure that was nearly hidden underneath his jacket. Soon enough she was done cooking, she plated their food and handed him his plate as she came around the counter to sit next to him.