Frankie woke up the next morning, unaware of how fucked up she actually was. She rubbed her eyes and groaned.
The sunlight coming in from the nearby window was making her head hurt worse then it already did. She heard someone snoring beside her but didn't feel like checking to see who it was.
"You awake, yeah?" someone asked.
Frankie squinted her eyes, trying to make out the face.
Danny.
"Frankie, you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah..what happened?" she asked, sitting up.
"Well..I got home 'round quarter past 2 and you and Ben here were passed out..naked..and passed out." Danny explained.
"Oh..God.." Frankie said, shaking her head.
Danny smiled. "Don't worry. I didn't walk in on you two fucking or anything."
Frankie looked at him. "You're not helping..Craig's going to kill me."
"No he's not. I called him and told him you were here." Danny said.
"You did what?!" Frankie shouted, grabbing her clothes and putting them on.
Danny watched her. She left then and Danny just looked from he door to the bed, shrugging. He wasn't sure why calling Craig was such a bad idea, maybe she was just overreacting.
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Shit. Shit. Fuck. Fuck..Craig's going to kill me. Wait..fuck..wait..slow down...he said I couldn't sleep with anyone in Escape the Fate..which you have. Shut up. Anyways...but he didn't say anything about sleeping with people in other bands...considering I did sleep with Ben and have slept with Sam..so..maybe he won't be mad.
Frankie thought about this on the way back to Escape the Fate's tour bus.
Unfortuantly, Craig was livid.
"Dude! What the fuck, man?!" Craig shouted at her as soon as she walked in.
Frankie looked confused. Max, Monte, and Robert were sitting around the main area of the bus, watching them.
"She's been doing drugs." Max said, after taking one look at her.
"What? No I haven't." Frankie said.
She couldn't remember anything from last night. Except getting completely wasted and then making out with Ben but anything before and after that was a complete mystery to her.
"Yeah you have." Max said, getting up.
"I have not." Frankie said.
Max touched her face, bringing it into the light, looking into her eyes.
"Do not touch me!" Frankie yelled, pushing him back.
"Yep. She's tweaked." Max said.
"You would fucking know." Frankie said.
Max glared at her. As far as he was concerned, Frankie was still keeping her promise about not telling Craig..except she wasn't cause she had told Monte.
Frankie looked at Craig, expecting him to jump down Max's throat for touching her, but he didn't.
"Max is right. What the fuck did you take?" Craig asked.
"I don't know." Frankie said.
"Someone probably sipped something in her drink." Robert said.
"You, shut up. You were not there." Frankie snapped.
