Fitting in

Frankie had never fitted in anywhere. She survived. She knew how to get along with others but her guard was always up. She hated her Mother. A pretty , drug addict that would do anything for whatever man she was in love with at the time. Her daughter was just there for her to use to get whatever she wanted at the time. Frankie learned to be careful of her Mother and never trust her. The same with whatever man was living with her Mother at the time. Frankie learned the hard way not to blab their secrets or ever ask for help. She spent less and less time with her Mother and when she was eleven she ran away for good. She had never met her Father but her Mother told her he did not want a girl.

Frankie did not hate her Mother exactly. Mostly she just did not to have anything to do with her. At first her Mother would periodically look for her. When she was 13 she heard that her Mother had been arrested and Frankie never heard more from her again. She was cautious and avoided her Mother's friends but it was not difficult. No one really wanted her. She learned to use others even as they used her. She trusted no one. Well there were a few people she asked for help from when she was desperate but she had to be in dire straits for that to happen. Right now she was desperate and trying to figure out how to call Carlos Rodriguez. She could only hope he would help her. She had never been very nice to him but he always helped when she asked.