THREESOME

Epilogue

Part One:

Frankie

"Frankie, it's okay, it's not your fault."

I ignored him.

"Frankie, stop crying. Please!"

More louder tears were being shed.

"Come on. I love you and that's all that matters," he said, rubbing my back.

"NO!" I shouted. "NO IT'S NOT. YOUR JOBLESS BECAUSE OF ME! I DID THIS TO YOU! I RUINED YOUR LIFE!"

Charlie chuckled. "No, you didn't. She did, Jocelyne did this. Not you, not anyone else but her. Don't put all the stress on yourself."

"YEAH WELL IF I WASN'T BEING SUCH A STUPID SLUT WE WOULD HAVE NEVER HAD SLEPT TOGETHER IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

He chuckled some more. "Frankie your not a big stupid slut. Your-"

"YES I AM. I JUST COULDN'T KEEP MY BIG FAT LEGS CLOSED! NOW YOUR JOBLESS!"

"I love your big fat legs. And I'm happy you couldn't keep them closed. If you hadn't, I would have never been standing infront of you. Well I would have technically, in a class but-"

"BUT I RUINED IT!"

"Jesus Christ Franki stop! Listen to me," he forced me to look at him, "your beautiful gorgeous. And if you think your a slut, so be it. I love this big thighed stupid slut with all my heart. Okay yes, I don't have a job but guess what? I have you. And your super rich bestfriend who'd give his ex teacher a job anyday! So you really think I'm going to blame you for something that wasn't your fault? No!"

His calm voice made my crying go down a little but I still felt super bad.

"Now, the real question is: how long until we bail out Daisy?"

I chuckled a little. "Scott's already on it."

"Okay."

If your confused, basically Jocelyne did everything in her power to get Charlie and I to break up. After spending weeks upon it, she finally gave up and ratted us out. Charlie got fired for sleeping with a student because it was 'unprofessional,' 'unfair,' and just not exceptable. They took it way more serious than we thought.

After Daisy had found out, she blew up Jocelyne's car then got into a fight with her infront of the whome class. Jocelyne called the cops and Daisy has been in jail for about a week now.

Good thing Jocelyne didn't put two and two together with the whole car situation...

"Guys!" Scott came barging into Charlie's apartment, "my parents disowned me!"

We both gasped. "What?"

"Literally after new years. They seriously just disowned me. Wow." I couldn't tell rather he was sad, mad, or relieved.

"Um. What are you going to do?"

"I...I don't know...I mean I hated them but I didn't think they'd just disown me like that." His eyes glistened with unfallen tears.

"Aw. Come here." I got up and hugged him. He sobbed into my shoulder.

"I'll be fine though. I guess I should just change my last name. How does Scott Harper sound?" He smiled waiting for my answer.

"Hmm. I mean the names don't really go but...I'll except it." I smiled. I couldn't be sad for myself anymore. I felt terrible for Scott. Something like that could totally ruin a person.

"Where's Daisy?" I asked, noticing Daisy was no where to be found.

"OH SHIT!" He yelled before storming out. Woops.

1 year later

Scott

So, it's been a whole year basically since my parents disowned me. Shit move but whatever. My new name is totally fucking cool.

Scott Harper.

Yes.

I took. Frankie's last name. Even though Scott Hemmings sounded slightly better.

Hey, maybe if I'm lucky enough that will be last name.

Speaking of Hemmings, "hey cutie."

"Hey Micks." I gave Mickey a big hug.

"You alright?" He asked.

"I'm fine. Why?"

"I don't know, you just seem off today," he said, sitting on my lap.

"Nah, I'm fine. How was the appointment?"

"Oh my God. It was good. I'm in the clear so that cancer scare, was just a cancer scare."

"Ahh thank God!" I pulled him closer to me.

"Uh, Mr. Harper, Ms. Harper's on the phone," my secretary said. Ruining the moment.

"Okay. Tell her I'm picking up."

"Okay."

I reached over to the phone.

"Ehh yess?"

"Omm..." she said on phone. "Fuck I forgot. I'll call later." All I could do was chuckle at her. This happened a few times, I'd answer she'd forget then call back. Basic daily routine.

"You happy?" Mickey randomly asked.

"Hell yeah I'm happy!" I shouted.

"Scott!" I jumped from the voice.

"Elliott?"

"I found it."

"Found what?" Mickey asked.

"This," he placed an earring on the desk.

"Ah shit!" I shouted. "She thought we stole it or something!"

"Who thought you stole what?"

"Ms. Chang. She thought we stole her fucking earring. Apparently we're broke! Unbelievable!" I threw my hands up in defeat.

"Should I get her on the phone?" Charlie asked.

"Mmm. Yes. Why not?"

Thats the end for part one folks.