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Chapter Thirty-Six: Wrong Set Of Mind (Part Two)

//Last Chapter//

"Hey um- Violet can I ask something of you?"

"Hmm oh sure." I replied about to get in the car

"Can I get- actually nevermind."

"No what is it Frank?"

"Can I have a kiss on the cheek? I know it sounds weird b-"

Before he could finish I kissed his cheek which left him blushing like crazy. We got in the car and sat in comfortable silence as Frank still blushed

//Last Chapter//

After twenty minutes of car riding we finally made it back to the house. Before exiting the vehicle I checked my phone to see 10 messages from Gerard...oh shit. I exited the vehicle and I walked in behind of Frank who was noticeably drunk, the alcohol must have finally hit him.

"Violet there you are! Why weren't you answering my messages I've been worried!" Gerard exclaimed

"I'm sorry it's just we were busy."

"Busy? What were you too doing!? Frank is drunk, your clothes are messed up, and you didn't tell me where you were going. How dare you." Gerard said with an angry glare

"Gerard what are you going on about?" I asked as Frank fell on the couch

"You cheated on me with him didn't you!?"

"Gerard how dare you accuse me of such a thing! I just went out to a bar with Frank that's all!"

"A bar!? You're nineteen!"

"I can still go in a bar but that's besides the point. You don't trust me Gerard."

"Look I know how Frank is, he's manipulative. Plus he still has a dumb ass crush on you and have kissed you two times unless you count the kiss from tonight."

"We didn't kiss! All I did was kiss his cheek but you wouldn't believe me would you? You know what Gerard I'm too tired to fight, we'll talk about this tomorrow." I explained

"Yeah sure." He said and walked to my room and slammed the door

"You deserve better." I heard Frank mutter but I ignored him

"You okay?" Mikey asked exiting his bedroom

"Yeah just upset he doesn't trust me."

"He does it's just Frank is Frank." He replied with a smile

"Yeah you're right." I chuckled

Mikey helped Frank to his room and sat by me on the couch.

"You're probably tired, how about you stay the night with me."

"Yeah that sounds good." I replied with a smile and followed Mikey into his room

I laid next to him in bed as he turned on a horror movie,

"Not again." I whined

"Sorry but you're staying in my room, so my rules."

"This is my house..."

"My room."

"My house."

"My room."

"I'll slap you if you don't stop."

"Okay Miss Fiesty."

We then sat in comfortable silence watching the movie and I would occasionally complain about the acting then get scared and hide my face in Mikey's arm. But soon enough I eventually fell into deep sleep.