The opposite of silence [EDITING]

2: thicker than coffee

((Franki in media))

Eli

" what place would be open at 4 am" I question, walking up the large street in the dark, I could feel the sun rising behind me. "I should find some coffee before I melt" I pull my hood up and cover my face.
It's not safe being out in the summer sun, my skin burns really quickly.

I look ahead to see a shops lights on, I squint a little to see if I wasn't seeing things. "when did we get a 24 hour mart?" I blink, walking closer. Someone stumbles out of the large shop holding a paper bag with a drink in it. " be careful dude" he slurs looking at me, I step away from him, smelling unholy amounts of alcohol and vomit on this guy.
"she won't sell you anything" he hiccups
" what ever dude" I shrug him off. He's drunk, no wonder he didn't get served.

I walk into the shop and remove my hood, I try to find the coffee the best I can, I scope down a few isles quickly,
" can I help?" A woman asks, I turn around. The woman looks old, maybe late 30's? She takes a few steps away from me when she saw my face
" coffee" I grunt, not meaning to sound rude but it's early and I didn't get enough sleep as it is.
" isle 3. At the end" her eyes didn't move away,
" thanks" I wave as I walk past her, I find the coffee and take it to the counter where a young woman serves me.
" that's five-" she stops and stares at me. I raise an eyebrow at her,
" everything okay?" I ask, she doesn't move. Am I really so revolting?
I bang a 10 on the checkout and take the coffee "keep the change" I groan walking away.
Rude bitch.
I pull my hood back up and leave the store, my walk home is faster than the way there but still, it's a long walk.

I could feel the sun burning my chin slightly, my skin starts to peel off. I sigh and pull it away and look at it "it's going to be a hot day" I flick the now dry, rotten skin away.

  "Franki" I call, opening the door to the house. She's sitting on the table as usual, Franki moves her eyes to look at me,
" when was the last time you ate?" She asks, sliding off the table and taking the bottled coffee.
" last week" I shrug, "Patti's been extra hungry lately and I couldn't let her be sad" I explain,
I know Franki won't accept it, but I wasn't going to come up with some bull shit to save my life.
"Eli" Franki sighs as she walks to the kitchen to make her drink. "you know what that does to you" she spins around, leaning against the counter
" so? Patti would have been sad" I shrug, gotta come up with some better excuse.
" and you've been out in the sun" she walks towards me again.
not my fault you wanted me to get coffee
I know I could never say half the shit my brain wants me too, but I like to think it, keeps me sane.
Franki sighs again, pulling skin from my cheek. "you're pathetic" she turns back around and grabs her cup.
" I know, I should have been more careful" I walk towards her "I'm sorry"
Franki turns around sharply and pressed the hot cup against my right cheek, I could feel it scolding my skin. Her free index finger moves my hair away from my face so the cup could burn more, I wince at the pain.
In a flash her finger nails glide through my skin, just below my eye, I felt blood flow out and into the cup.
"Guess I deserve that" I mumble as she pulls the cup away. Franki smirks at me,
" clean that up darling" she runs a finger along the fresh cut, "you'll make a mess." she looks in my eyes as she licks her finger clean, wrapping her fork tongue around the finger and pulling it into her mouth.
Many thoughts fill my head, what I'd give to have those lips around my shaft.

  I cough and look away, "yes ma'am" I turn around to find an angel behind me, I almost bump into her.
"fuck- sorry Mei" I move away quickly and try my best to avoid both of the girls.
"Let me sew that up for you, it's too deep to heal by itself" Mei grabs my arm, then instantly let go.
" just leave him. He's close any way" Franki spoke, I sigh.
By the way Mei retracted from me, I'm guessing she was right.

" sure Mei, you can do what you like" I smile at her, I could feel Franki's glare on me, burning into my skull.

What can I say? I'm a people pleaser