Knife's Edge - The Legion (Frank Morrison)

Chapter 6 Down to Earth

The space between the trees started to get larger, indicating that the teens had reached the edge of the woods after walking in a comfortable silence. Frank looked down to Snow, she was a good bit smaller than him, the top of her head reaching his chin, that made it possible for him to watch as snowflakes landed on her nearly black hair, building a small white pile. Her dark eyes looked at the path infront of them and contrasted her pale skin and rosy cheeks and the longer Frank observed her the more he started to compare her to Snow White: dark hair, pale skin and red lips, at this thought he chuckled to himself. "What's so funny?", she looked up to him, her eyes held a curious shine "Thought that you actually look like a princess, y'know.", Snow looked at him confused before she began to blush "Anyways, I was wondering, 'Snow' is quite the rare name..." "There was a heavy snowstorm the night I was born. My parents told me that when the nurse handed me over to them they were shocked by how pale I was so they kinda went with the snow theme..." "An interesting story for an interesting girl.", Frank grinned, his heavy steps came to a stop and he lowered himself to plant a kiss on her plump lips. It had only been two days but Frank had already somehow fallen head over heels for this girl. She had something to her that made him feel like he'd known her for decades, it made him feel like he could trust her.

"What's wrong? You've been oddly quiet.", Snow looked up to Frank, he looked as if he was deep in thought, with a sigh he turned his attention towards her "I was wondering, if it'd be okay for you, if we start over again.", Frank raised his hand to nervously scratch his neck. Now it was Snow that looked lost in her mind "Well... I guess we could try. Maybe... this would resolve the awkward state we're in right now.", she answered, a small smile playing on her lips "I am Snow, it's nice to meet you!", she laughed a bit, extending her hand into the cold air. "Frank it is.", he took her hand and shook it slightly. His warm hand felt nice on her skin, shielding it completely from the freezing temperatures. Snow was able to see that he was holding back his laughter, he must have thought that it was hilarious, but he tried his best to take it seriously. "So... will you be my girl then, Snow?", Frank's question startled her, she never expected him to propose something like that to her, sure he acted really caring towards her but it was still wierd, Frank didn't seem like the type for a serious relationship, but besides all doubt, curiousity got the best of her and it might be worth to give Frank another chance "I would love to!", she told him as she got on her toes, inching closer to him to place a small kiss on his lips. "Let's go babe, or else we'll freeze in place.", "You wanna come to my house? My dad might miss you already. He really found a liking in you.", Snow saw how Frank's face lit up in excitement "Is that okay?", he asked, unsure if he should actually accept her invitation "Yes, you can stay over as long as you want to."

A week had passed since their night in the forest, Frank was still unsure how he should approach the situation. Snow was like an anchor, a light house in the storm that was his mind while he felt like a dragon in her fairy tale - she was an unaproachable princess locked up in a tower. Frank groaned, he kicked agains the wooden wall of the hut. He had turned it into a hang out point for him and his new group of friends. Besides Snow, he had befriended Joey - a boy that loved to show off and always ready to flirt, Julie, that wished to get out of this town as soon as possible and sweet, sweet Suzie, that was dragged into this by Julie. "What's wrong Frank?", Joey asked, he noticed his friends frustration. Frank looked over to Snow, watching how Suzie painted her nails in a light blue, squealing in bliss every now and then "Let's take a smoke, Joey.", he didn't wait for the other boy to react. He pushed the door open and lit up a cigarette, offering one to Joey as he approached him "Problems with your girl?", he asked, smirking "Kinda... It's really wierd to be in a, y'know, in a real relationship. She seems so... so..." "Perfect?", Joey finished "Maybe if you treat her like a normal girl and less like a princess? She seems to have a lot of shit going on in her life, it might be better to give her some normality." Frank looked his friend in the eye, he was a year younger than Frank, but he seemed to speak from experience "Maybe... but it's kinda hard. I haven't really asked her about personal stuff, I don't want to pry." "Try talking to her, Jules, Suze and I will go and grab food for tonight." "Thanks.", Frank threw the rest of his cigarette into the snow and walked back into the hut, followed by Joey.
"Babe... Snow. Can we talk?", Frank looked at the girl anxiously, she turned to him, her freshly painted hand patting the place next to her on the couch "Sure Frank." He sat down and rested his forehead on her shoulder. With a deep sigh he said "You know, before I got here I swapped foster parents like underwear. One pair this week, another pair the other. They were all abusive scum, some worse than others...", he let out another audible breath, Snow took his shoulders and rested his head in her lap, his legs dangling off the armrest of the old couch, while she ran her fingers through his hair, Frank closed his eyes and enjoyed her soft touch on his scalp. "I don't honestly know what to say Frank, I am sorry for what they made you go through...", now it was her who sighed, her voice sounded sad and Frank felt guilty for he being the cause of her sadness. "It's alright now. Just wanted to get it off my heart, y'know. I figured that we should get to know each other better.", he said, his eyes opening to meet her dark ones, her soft expression comforting him. "I guess it is my turn now... Years ago, when I was about eleven, my parents had financial hardships. My mom turned towards the wrong people to ask for a credit and as she couldn't repay them at the deadline they...", Snows look trailed off, Frank could already imagine what had happened - he had been in enough trouble to have some experience but she continued, before he could say something "Five men walked into the diner she worked in. I sat behind the counter, drawing my stupid drawings. I only remember turning around at my mothers cries, they were beating her, calling her a worthless bitch, a slut... she cried and screamed and suddenly there was silence. She was laying on the ground, not moving... there was a little blood, I thought maybe I could help her but it was too late." Frank slowly got up, he sat upright on the couch and pulled Snow closer, he could see the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes and a few of them streamed down when her face reached his chest. "I...I shouldn't have asked...", Frank said, he felt guilty that she was crying and how this story had made her seem closer to earth, closer to him. She shook her head "No it's alright, we're both pretty messed up.", she lifted her face and Frank placed a kiss on her lips, she in return wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth. Frank did the same and their kiss became more intimate, as their tounges turned around each other, playfully fighting over the dominance.
Frank layed down on the couch and pulled Snow with him. She was now laying on top of him. They continued their kiss until Snow pulled away, Frank looked at her, a bit puzzled "Frank", she gnawed on her plump lower lip, "I think I love you..." Frank was baffled, he sure thought that they were in a relationship but he couldn't recall when he heared those words before. His skin was suddenly covered in goosebumps and he wasn't really sure what to say, her silence only worsening the gnawing anxiety. Come on, you only have to say that back to her, it's not rocket science, he thought to himself and after he took a deep breath he parted his lips and began "I... I", why was it so hard to say something like that? "I love you, too.", he felt relieved when he saw that Snow's face lit up, she giggled and Frank couldn't help but join her, it was the first time in his life that he had said that sentence and it felt great. Finally, Snow wasn't the princess, locked away in her tower, she was a normal human girl, on the ground, next to him, she was so close, possible for him to feel. And most importantly, she was his.
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Hello everyone, I hope you like it so far. I promise that there soon will be more action now that their relationship is truthly established. Stay tuned and have a wonderful day,
your SnowWhite :)