But I'd Like To Learn Your Name (Frerard Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Frank's POV

I rolled my eyes as I walked. Not at anyone of course, since I'm walking alone. But I have the thought of my cousin in my mind. Stupid Richard, I don't even want this job. Stupid mom for telling him...

On the last week of school I told my mom I needed money for textbooks for college. And of course she said get a job. She called Richard since he was the closest relative. He said yeah, sure and started ranting how he owns a restaurant and stuff when really he just works part time, five days a week at a subway inside a gas station, and his main job is selling drugs. And my mom doesn't know anything about this. And I've tried 'quitting' I guess you could say, and one time I just didn't come. But that was a bad idea. It's still really clear in my mind.

One time I just decided not to come. I didn't want to get out of bed, my depression pushing me into the sheets deeper and deeper.

My phone vibrated. I looked at the screen to see who it was.

Richie: are you on your way?

Frank: no

Frank: I need to stay home today I'll come tomorrow

Richie: I need you now I have 4 clients and Danielle and I are busy

I didn't respond. I turned off my phone and shut my eyes.

The next morning I left kinda early and headed to Richie's. As soon as I knocked I was greeted by Richie. He had an angry look on his face but he told me to come in. I sat in the couch waiting for him to tell me what to do for him today. But he didn't.

It was quiet for around five minutes. I saw him go to his room. He came back with a belt. I got a little nervous. The reason my dad left was because he used to beat me. Richie isn't gonna beat me. Right? I thought. My mind swam with possibilities... and all bad ones.

"Ya know what happened when you didn't bring your ass down here?" I tried to remain calm. I didn't want Richie to know I was scared of him.

I don't reply.

He looks at me with a crazed expression in his eyes. He whips me across the chest.

I gasp in shock. What the fuck?! I storm out of the apartment before he can grab me or hurt me again.

The memory leaves my mind. I try getting the bad thoughts out of my mind and focus on other things.

I hope you like it so far! I'm actually really excited to write this fic. I've written another frerard fic in the past but it was REALLY cringey so I unpublished it. But who knows I might publish it again. Thanks for reading!

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