indomitus | f. castle

IX.

"Not all monsters do monstrous things."

IX.

"Why is this so hard?" I groan and peel the banana and eat it after completely failing to stitch the cut I made in it. I grabbed another one when I was done and sliced it down the middle and played the video again on my phone. I tried following his instructions again as he stitched up the banana and I finally did it without failing. I grabbed another one and successfully did it twice now. It only took me four freaking bananas to go through.

I wanted to learn how to stitch so if I needed to help Frank again I would know what I was doing. So he could rely on me. It was just yesterday when we initiated whatever it is we're doing and I felt good about it. I was happy.

A knock at my door snaps me out of my thoughts and I go over and open it. Jeff is here with a box of pizza in his hand and a bag in the other.

"Pizza?" He grins and I quickly take the box from him.

"You're amazing, you know that?" I tell him as I take the pizza to the table in my living room and start to dig in.

"Oh, I know." He smirks and sits down next to me.

"So why are you here?" I question him as I continue to eat my slice of cheese.

"I give you pizza and you're asking why I'm here?" He scoffs.

"Okay, sorry. Thanks for the pizza. Now why are you here?" He glares at me but answers me nonetheless.

"I was bored and you're really the only friend I actually like." He explains and I smile.

"Aw, I like you too, Jeffery." I punch his cheeks and he slaps my hand away.

"I will take the pizza and go." He threatens.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Let's watch some movies." I say and turn on Netflix. We flick through trying to find a movie when we decide to just watch Jason Bourne.

After watching the movies we talk for a bit and then he decides to leave. I glance at the clock to see it's only 7pm. I take out my phone and text Frank.

Wanna come over?

He doesn't reply making me assume he's not Frank Castle right now. He's The Punisher. I hope he's okay. Now that I know what he does at night it makes me worry ten times more, I was worried before but actually knowing makes it worse.

My phone buzzes ten minutes later and I check it.

I have something to do, maybe later.

I roll my eyes, even through text Frank doesn't talk a lot.

Be safe.

I text him before resuming where I left off on Breaking Bad and wrapping myself with my blanket.

"We're going where?" I question the three standing in front of me. I had fallen asleep while watching Breaking Bad last night and Frank never texted me back so I could only assume he was out all night. I had got a call from Karen this morning to come into the office because apparently me and Karen had to go ask Grotto some questions and figure out how to keep him from The Punisher. In other words we had to keep him from Frank, my Frank.

"The police station. They are holding him there for a while since he was the victim of the hospital shooting." Foggy explains and I nod understandingly.

"I thought I was just the accountant?"

"The job description is still being tweaked. But don't worry, I'll be there later." Foggy smiles hopefully.