Yellow (Frankiana Version)

Twenty-six

"What is out there?" Franki whispered, turning slightly to face Diana. They'd spent the day together, and were currently lying on their backs, looking up at the sky. Diana had spread a blanket out in their corner of the park so they could watch the sunset. Which eventually turned into watching the stars slowly dot their way across the sky.

"Out where?" Diana asked, still staring up at the sky. Franki pointed upwards.

"In the sky. There has to be more, right?" The smaller girl studied Diana's face once more. She found the older girl much more interesting than the stars.

"No one knows," Diana finally turned to look at Franki, earning a soft smile from the girl. "I think that's what makes looking up at the stars so magical. There's so much out there that we don't know about yet."

"It is scary," Franki scooted closer to Diana and laid her head on her shoulder.

"Nah," Diana shook her head. "We're safe down here, Punky," she snaked an arm around Franki's waist and gazed back up at the sky. "The stars just remind us that we're not alone."

"I am not alone," Franki nodded once. "I have you."

"You have me," Diana confirmed, smiling softly at Franki.

"And you have me," Franki smiled widely and turned over to her side, propping herself up with her elbow so she could study Diana's face. "You and me, right?"

"Me and you," Diana nodded once and winked at Franki. The smaller girl giggled and let her hair hang down in front of her face.

"Hey, don't do that," Diana laughed softly and reached out to tuck Franki's hair behind her ear. "Don't hide your beautiful face."

"I am beautiful?" Franki tilted her head to the side, as if beauty was a foreign concept to her. Diana raised an eyebrow and turned so she too, was now on her side.

"I think everyone's beautiful," she began, reaching out and twirling a piece of Franki's hair around her finger. "But there's just something about you that makes you special," Diana smiled softly. "Special to me."

"I am happy here," Franki sighed softly, turning back over on her back and looking up at the sky. "It is a new feeling, but I do like it."

"It's a new feeling?" Diana bit her lip, thinking back to Franki's old journal entries. The girl had constantly wished for happiness, hoping that someday in the future she could find it.

"Yes," Franki nodded, continuing to gaze up at the stars. "Before... there were bad things. And bad people. It was hard to be happy," she turned to Diana and pursed her lips. "But there is happiness here, I have found it."

Diana's breath caught in her throat when Franki reached out and placed her hand above Diana's heart. "There is happiness here. With you," Franki smiled contently. "I am home."

"Home?" Diana asked, finding it hard to form a coherent sentence. She was thankful it had grown dark, so the smaller girl couldn't seen the overwhelming blush on her cheeks.

"Yes, home," Franki nodded. "I looked for a home. Before you," she sat up and turned so she was facing Diana. "But I could not find it. Because even happy houses have sad people, did you know that?"

Diana nodded softly, beginning to understand what Franki meant.

"I did not understand how happy houses could have sad people," Franki continued. Diana reached out and took the small girl's hand in her own.

"I thought a happy house could be a home. But if there were sad people, I could not find home," Franki thought for a moment and looked down at their hands. "But I found you." She traced her eyes up to Diana's face.