☥ Chapter 6 ☥

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"You still use only pads?" Was all Jamia said after Frank had explained to her exactly what had happened not too long ago at the store.

"Jamia, shut up. That's not even the point." Frank giggled. "But yeah I do, what else am I supposed to use?"

"Tampons duh, dumbass."

"Fuck that! I'm not losing my virginity to a goddamn piece of cotton." Frank told her. Jamia was the only person that he was really comfortable talking to about that kind of stuff.

"Dude you don't lose your virginity from it." She said in a voice that just screamed 'duh', "Anyway, so you told him you had a sister? You shoulda just gone along with the girlfriend."

"He looked a little let down when he asked though, and when I told him they were for my "sister" it looked like he wasn't, I dunno, worried almost?" Frank explained to his best friend, and took his water bottle that was sitting on his night stand.

"He wants your dick, Frankie." Jamia bluntly stated, causing Frank to choke on the water he was trying to drink.

He shook his head while trying to recover from his near-death experience as Jamia cackled at him. Frank came down from his fit of coughs and unattractive giggles, and flipped her off into the camera.

"Yeah well he'll be very disappointed once he finds out that I'm kinda lacking one." Frank laughed. Jamia was also the only person that he felt comfortable joking about things like that with. "You think if I take penis enlargement pills, I'll just grow one? I've been thinking of trying it..."

"Frankie, no."

"Frankie, yes-"

"Frances!" Frank heard his mom shout to him and he rolled his eyes.

"Gotta go, Jam. My mom needs me." The boy said.

"What could she possibly want at 9 pm? To remind you of your bedtime?"

"Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised." Frank scoffed, "I'll call you tomorrow alright? I shouldn't be doing anything tomorrow."

"Okay, Frankie. Love you, mwah." She said and hung up.

Frank walked out to the living room where his mom was, sitting on the couch with the television on low.

"Yeah?" He asked, grabbing her attention and making her turn to him.

"I have to go into work tomorrow, so if you're gonna be going anywhere can you text me first? It's gonna be one of those days where I'll come back but then have to in again."

"It's a Saturday tomorrow though, you never have to go on Saturdays."

"I know, but I have to. Jamia can come over if you don't wanna be alone." The older woman said with a sad smile.

Frank nodded, "Alright. I'm going to sleep, so goodnight."

"Night, Frannie." As the name left her mouth, he tensed but turned around to go to his room without saying anything else.

He shut the door to his room and plugged in his old Christmas lights, giving his room a subtle yellow-ish hue.

He wasn't actually going to go to sleep. No, he was going to stay up till 3 am then he would be going to sleep.

He propped his pillow up against his headboard and sat against it, pulling his covers up to his waist. He turned his small flat screen TV on with the remote on the table beside his bed then grabbed his phone from beside the remote and pulled his knees up to his chest, turning on his phone and choosing Spongebob.

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