Three Facts

Chapter Five

To Frank: Come out of your room, Frank.

From Frank: No

To Frank: Pls

From Frank: No

To Frank: Why are you acting like this?

From Frank: Because no

I sigh, tossing my phone at the foot of my bed. This is all my fault. Frank's mad at me and it's all my fault.

Knock Knock

I jump off the bed and rush to the door. Please be Frank. I open it quickly, only to see Ryan.

"Ryan?" I find myself whispering. Frank's in the room across from me and I don't really want him to hear what I say.

"Hi, Mr. Way." Ryan giggles. I force a smile.

"What do you need buddy?" Ryan invites himself into my room and plops on my bed. I find myself shrugging and walking over to sit down next to cute little Ryan.

"I need you to give me add-voice on how to p-papose." I giggle a little at Ryan's mispronounced words. Did he say propose?!

"Propose?" I ask. Ryan nods.

"Yeah. I want Brendon to marry me." Before I can even think, I find myself bursting out with laughter.

"Wha-what!" I laugh. Ryan just smiles and takes a piece of paper out of his pocket. He hands it to me. I stop laughing and stare in awe at the drawing of him and Brendon. "This is nice." Ryan giggles, taking the piece of paper back.

"He'll marry me some day, won't he?" I sigh, ruffling his soft hair.

"Ryan, there is a huge age gap." I reply. "And you are too young to marry."

"But Frankie says age doesn't matter." Ryan pouts. Frank said that... figures.

"W-well sometimes it doesn't. Like, if you both love each other then yes, age shouldn't matter." I reply. "Frank is right."

"Does Brendon love me?"

"I think he does." I reply. Suddenly I feel my phone vibrate. I look at it to see a text from Frank.

From Frank: You want to talk, beg.

What's that supposed to mean?

"R-Ryan, I gotta do something buddy." Ryan nods and rushes out of the room. What a cute kid. I hesitantly walk over to Frank's door and knock once. "Frank?" I hear creaking of a bed and steps to the door.

"Gerd." Frank replies in a shaky quiet voice.

"Can I come-"

"Beg." Frank demands. Beg?

"I am begging Frank. Please?" I hear Frank sigh and I jump back as I hear a loud banging on the door. I gasp, quickly opening the door to see Frank trashing his room. "Frank, stop!" I demand. I grab Frank's arm and pull him towards me. Frank tries to fight but my grip is too strong. Suddenly, he begins to cry.

"Don't you understand?" Frank chokes out. "Don't you know what I want? What i-i need! You're so stupid!" Frank lounges his body towards me and I stumble, back against the wall. Frank hits my arm, causing me to wince in pain.