Forbidden Sunrise

Better days.

"I told you it was amazing," Cleo smiled smugly after the film had ended me, Cleo, Blue and Frankie all headed for McDonald's. I love the smell the moment you walk through the glass doors, the smell of crispy soft chicken and chips wafted into the air. I slid into a booth while Cleo and Blue went to order their food.

"Aren't you getting anything?," I asked Frankie trying to make conversation she shrugged her shoulders. "That film was pretty cool, right?," I tried again. She sighed a gave up. A couple of minutes went by in silence I looked over at Cleo and Blue talking amongst themselves in the queue. "I'll be back in a minute," I say and stood up and walked over to Lorraine and Cleo. "Ow is she?," Lorraine's broad Australian accent asked. "She's isn't saying anything," I reply.

Frankie's POV.

My eyes wonder towards the girls I see them laughing and joking they keep looking over at myself with worry expressions on each of their faces.

I try and smile, but it comes out more as a glare.

"Wasn't Ronan to die for?," Cleo spoke as she sat down.

"Fuck Ronan, not literally unless you want to I was more focused on Marley," Clawdeen said with a mouthful of a cheese burger, she's the type of girl who can eat anything she wants and doesn't put on any weight.

Lorraine was looking at me with a worried look on her face I lowered my head in shame. A couple minutes went by and A Day To Remember ringtone started playing. 'All Signs Point To Lauderdale,' "Bloody hell Frank's I know you're upset, but Jesus this songs depressing," Lorraine spoke.

"Aren't you going to get that?," Clawdeen barked. I could tell the song was bringing her mood down, since she's always a happy person.

I shook my head. "Do you want me to get it?," She howled again.

I nodded in agreement. "Uh hello?," She said.

"Frankie?," the voice on the other end called.

"It's Claudine,"

"It's Laura, where's Frankie?," I heard my name mentioned.

"She isn't feeling herself, so where are you?," Clawdeen yelped.

"I'm under house arrest, my Uncle Val thinks I need sleep when I'm perfectly capable of deciding that for myself,"

"Why didn't you say earlier? We could of come round and saw you instead," Clawdeen spoke.

"Put her on speaker?," Lorraine asked.

Clawdeen tapped the screen and I hear Lala's voice.

"Hai Laura," Lorraine said.

"Hi girls, so do you want to come round mine?, I have s'mores."

"We'll be there," Clawdeen said enthusiastically.

Cleo looked over at me and smiled. "Only if we can talk about Ronan Charles!," Cleo says.

"-- Marley," Lorraine interrupts.

"I'll make some s'mores, we can talk about boys and I could ask Uncle Val if you could sleepover?," Lala implied.

Everyone nodded in agreement including myself, I really don't want to spend another night by myself while mum and dad are at a late night meeting continuing early hours in the morning. Being made of different parts, mean they hardly need any rest. They charge themselves on Sundays and are set for the week.

"Can Wotzit come too?," I ask my own question.

Cleo, Claudine and Lorraine and looked up from my phone and gave me the biggest grin I could of ever imagined.

"Sure, I'll see you when you get here I'll go make the chocolate covered s'mores!," and with that she hanged up.