Frank's POV
I was speaking with (Y/n) the whole drive back home. This was different than in those appointments we had. This was like we have been friends forever. She seemed to be happy with me which made me feel more confident about our relationship. She had to stay in the car while I went to get Clive's beers. It felt almost natural to me to go back to her. I felt like I was safe and everything was going to be fine whenever I went back to her.
"I hope that we can speak normally tomorrow when you come and visit me." She suddenly says and I smirk at her. "Of course. Why would anything change?" I ask from her and see that she gives me a little smile. "If I'm being honest, I see you more as a friend than a student. I understand if you want to meet the real psychologist." She says but I shake my head. "No way. You are the only one for me." She giggles little at my words.
"Thanks Frank." She says which makes me feel proud of myself. "No worries. If you need a babysitter later, just call me." I see that the smile on her face grows even bigger because of my words. I turn my head to look at Hope, who was still sleeping on the back seat. Her head was hanging uncomfortably so I reach for her and gently push her head against her seat so she wouldn't have neck pain tomorrow.
When I'm satisfied, I smile at her and sit back down. "She really likes you." (Y/n) says to me and I smile and let out a little laugh. "I know. You're lucky to have someone like her." She gives me a big smile and stops in front of Clive's place. I wanted to go back with her but I know that it must be weird for her if I insisted on coming back. I turn to look at her and give her a little smirk. "Thanks that you gave me a chance." I say to her and she shakes her head.
"You don't need to thank me. You deserve it." She pulls me into a hug after she stops speaking. I wrap my arms around her and keep her close to me. Her scent was familiar to me already. "Thanks again." She says and gives my cheek a quick kiss. I feel my face burn as I let go of her. I could see that her cheeks were almost burning as she turned her gaze to look at her lap to avoid my eyes. I smile back at her and open the door. "See you tomorrow (Y/n)." I say to her and get out of the car.
She gives me a final wave as goodbye and then just drives away. I take the six-pack inside with me. The smell of alcohol hits me right away and I just shake my head. He was probably drunk already. "Frank!" I hear him yell from the living room which makes me roll my eyes. I walk in the living room to see what he wanted. He turns to look at me and frowns. "Where have you been?" He asks as I give him the six-pack. "Nowhere." I say to him and he only nods.
"You look like shit." He adds as he takes one of the beers. I shake my head and sit in the armchair to see if there was something on the TV. "I don't care." He shakes his head with a laugh. He was pathetic. "Whatever you say kid." He says and takes another sip from his bottle. "Where you at some girl's place the whole fucking weekend or where you at that shrink's house?" He asks and I shrug my shoulders. "Maybe." I answer to him but he only snarls back at me.
"I have to have a talk with the principal tomorrow because of your behavior at school so I hope you are happy with yourself. What's the deal with the fights you have? Are you just bored?" He suddenly says and I shrug my shoulders again. "I don't know. Maybe I am." Clive turns his attention to me and gives me a nasty look. "Go in your room. I don't want to see your face right now." He says and I get up with a huff. I should just go to sleep already so I wouldn't be so tired tomorrow.
"Fine." I say to him and walk to my own room. I don't know why those social workers gave me to an alcoholic to take care of me but maybe they just wanted me out of their way. I close the door behind me with a bang as I get in my room. I take my shoes off and throw them on the floor. I just jump on my bed and decide to just go to sleep. I would see Julie, Joey and Susie tomorrow and I can spend some time with (Y/n) too. I close my eyes and just sleep.
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