#trouble

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  • tarunpawar 1d

    Characteristics

    THE TRUE CHARACTERISTICS OF A PERSON IS REVEALED AT THE TIME OF INTENSE TROUBLE @tarunpawar

  • missdarkness7239 3d

    "How come you always keep smiling?" They asked.

    Only the tear stained pages of her diary knew how much she had cried.

    © Miss Darkness

  • 000forwriting 4d

    In their heart,
    They shouted out each other's name,
    As tears started falling down their cheeks,
    But there was no response from either side,
    Except for the cold silence.

    ©000forwriting

  • cancercandy69 1w

    The Choice Ch. 10 Part 2

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    Dominic and Frakie walked hand in hand along the shore, as quiet as they had been at dinner. Frankie inhaled deeply of the night air, taking in the smell of the ocean and the Tiki bar close by. The scent was a concoction of the salty sea and burnt meat. She wiggled her toes in the sand but couldn't bring herself to spark up a conversation. Her thoughts were a storm of regret and embarrassment and she didn't know how to approach the subject of betrayal without hurting Dominic.
    "Hey babe, tell me what's wrong. You've been quiet all night and I'm staring to think that I've done something to piss you off." Dominic paused as he said this, tilting his head to observe Frankie.
    "It's nothing." She smile brightly. "I'm just worried about my midterm. I really think I failed it."
    "Stop worrying about it, if you did fail, I'm sure you know exactly how to make up for it. There's also the possiblity that you passed and you're worrying over nothing." He lifted his hands to cup her cheeks. "You are a smart and beautiful woman, if you were any less, I wouldn't be thinking about spending the rest of my life with you." He leaned forward, pressing his lips against her forehead.
    "Thinking about?" Frankie feigned incredulity and Dominic laughed. He pulled her in close so that her head rested against his chest and played with her hair, staring out at the sea.
    "I never pictured myself as the settle down, white pickect feence, two kids and a minivan type of guy, but when I met you...you changed my world." His voice was deep with affection and Frankie closed her eyes listening to the rumble in his chest. Her own feelings twisted up inside her so tightly she felt she might cry.
    "Dominic, don't..."She began and could hear the strain in her voice. He lifted her head to stare down at her.
    "No, I will always tell you how I feel Francesca, my mother has spent her life scraping at my fathers feet, begging with her heart on her sleeve, for him to reciprocate her love. I won't do that to you." Dominic leaned forward kissing her softly. She lifted her arms to wrap around his neck as he held her at the waist, his thumbs softly carressing her sides.
    When she felt the length of him harden and shift against her belly, she herself deepend the kiss. His low growl of approval spurned her forward in her desperate need to make up to him, something he didn't know she was guilty of. She broke off the kiss to look around the beach, seeing nobody in sight she crouched down to her knees, reaching up to grasp his belt buckle.
    He froze, his body tensing as he looked down at her. "Francesca, what are you doing?"
    "I want to please you Dominic." She whispered up at him, but he reached down to move her hand away. Gripping her shoulders, he lifted her to her feet.
    "You already please me, you don't have to be on your knees like some whore to please me." He chided, shaking his head. "We've already talked about this."
    "I know, but I wanted to try it, Stella said--" Frankie began, but he cut her off mid sentance.
    "Are you really taking sexual advice from Stella?" He scoffed and Frankie hung her head in shame. "That's the last person I want you taking advice from, she screws more guys in a week than normal people do all their lives."
    Frankie frowned, looking back up at him. "Don't talk about her like that Dominic, she was only trying to help me."
    "Help you?" He took a step back, eyeing her. "What could she possibly be helping you with when it comes to our sex life?"
    "I don't know." Frankie said, shrugging. "She said it wasn't normal that we haven't...you know, had oral sex." She swallowed hard, her and Stella did have the conversation but it had been months ago at Stellas birthday party and Frankie hadn't seen any reason to bring up the conversation until now. She didn't blame Dominic for what happened with Gio, but she couldn't help the niggling thought that if her and Dominic had been intimate that way, she wouldn't have ended up in her sisters bathroom with Gio. The moment the thought crossed her mind, she dismissed it. Betraying Dominic was soley on her, not him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up."
    "Francesca..."Dominic said softly, reaching for her face. "Are you dissatisfied with our sex life?" His voice was mild and curious but she could see the hurt swimming in his eyes. She quickly shook her head.
    "No! Of course not Dom, I don't know what I was thinking." She replied slipping her arms around his waist and pulling him close. She rested her head back on his chest, listening to his heart pounding against her ear and couldn't help feeling like the scum of the earth. How could she antagonize Stefan, when she herself had committed the same sin?
    They made love that evening, but it was no near the same level of passion and excitement she had felt with Gio, and she wanted to hurt him. Her naivety was destroyed. Before, she had no idea what she was missing, and now, she began to crave it.

    ©cancercandy69

  • cancercandy69 1w

    The Choice Ch. 10 Part 1

    Date Night

    Frankie smiled as she waited in the passenger seat for Dominic to come around and open the door for her. She knew that she was living in the age of the millenial, feminism and equal rights, but there was something so sweet about a guy who still displayed some of the gentlemanly qualities that were so often being misinterperted nowadays. Her father had raised her in a more traditional sense, explaining that it wasn't because a man didn't think she was able to do it, but more that he wanted to do it for her. A man had to make a concious effort to open the door for you, or get up from his seat and allow you to sit down when their were no other chairs in the room. Being a gentleman is not an insult to your capability to handle certain things, he said, it's more of a compliment to how much he really cares.
    So as she stepped out of the car she looked up lovingly at Dominic, a soft smile on her lips. "Thank you." she whispered and he in turned smiled, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on her lips.
    They walked to the doors of the restaurant, Frankie pausing to allow him to open the door and as they stepped in the warm fragrance of food caused her to inhale deeply as her stomach grumbled.
    She hadn't eaten all day in prepartion for tonights meal, running on only coffee and Red Bull. Luckily, she had risen on time, letting Stella, who had stayed the night, borrow some clothes and then they headed off to take their midterm. She completed her shift at work, having a friend to come in and take over the last few hours so she could get ready for her date night. She wore a black, floral lace, long sleeve cocktail dress with a boat neck that she'd seen the other day, hanging with Stella and Lettie in the mall. Her curly brown hair was down around her shoulders, and she took delight in the fact that it was shiny and bouncy and smelled like lilacs. Dominics favorite flower. He smiled brightly the moment he saw her, pulling her close and inhaling her scent. She felt warm and secure in his arms and was immensely happy that she had pleased him.
    Now, as the hostess brought them to the table Dominic reserved, she was confident that she and at ease. Even allowing him to go all out and pull out her chair. She sat down laughing gently and shaking her head and when he looked at her, he grinned.
    "I know, I know, you can pull out your own chair. I'm sorry."
    "No, don't apologize, I love that about you." She said, reaching for her napkin and placing it in her lap. Within a few minutes their waiter walked up to their table.
    "Good evening, my name is Antonio and I'll be your waiter, tonights special is our famous Roasted Duck with Orange and Ginger, and our very delicious clam chowder soup. May I ask what drinks you would like to start off with?" Antonio asked, staring down at them with, what Frankie knew, what his best customer service smile.
    "Yes, we'll have a bottle of your Cabernet Sauvignon and you can take these menus as we already know what we want to eat this evening." Dominic said looking up at the waiter and handing him the two menus that they had received from the Hostess. For a moment, Frankie frowned but when Dominic looked her way she quickly dropped the frown for a small smile. She wanted to see the menu, but thought better than to ask for them back.
    "Absolutely sir, what will you be having?" Antonio announced, though Frankie didn't see him pull a pen or pad from his pocket, which usually meant he had excellent memory recall.
    "We'll both be having the scallops and spinach over pasta. I hear you sautee it with lemon juice and olive oil, is that correct?" Dominic asked, not even looking toward Frankie for confirmation. Immediately reminding her of her mothers softly whispered words after her fathers conversation about allowing a man to be a gentleman. Just be ready for when they take those 'gentlmanly qualities' too far and decide that you are too ignorant to function.
    Frankie bit her lip as the waiter nodded and walked away and Dominic turned to smile at her. She didn't want to ruin the evening with something so trivial as him ordering for her, but it really rankled her.
    "So how was your midterm?" He asked, taking a sip from the glass of water the waiter had brought over when he intially introduced himself.
    Frankie latched onto the change in subject, not allowing herslef to stew in annoyance. "I've probably failed it." She said, laughing softly
    "You crammed all night didn't you?" He chuckled, reaching out to grab her hand, which she instinctively placed into his.
    "Yes." She lied, sipping from her glass to hide her guilt. "I just couldn't wrap my head around it."
    "I told you not to do that, it never works." They both looked up as Antonio came back to the table with a basket of bread. Frankies mouth watered at the sight of it, but immediately Dominic put his hand up to stop the waiter from placing it down on the table.
    "No, thank you." Dominic replied when the waiter looked at him confused. Frankie felt a small death inside as she watched the waiter walk away with the basket. Turning her head to look at Dominic, she fought to keep the glower off her face. "It's not healthy sweetheart, remember we're working on getting you healthier. More in shape." He commented and Frankie found herself gripping her chair with her other hand in an effort not to snatch both hands away from him. Slowly, mentally talking herself through it, the anger began to dissipate. Being mad at him about bread seemed shallow.
    "So how were classes today?" She quiered, taking another drink from her glasses and wishing the waiter would hurry up with the bottle of wine.
    "It was great." Dominic announced, his bright smile both adorable, taking some of the sting out of his recent betrayal. She loved bread. "I did my presentation on Martin Luther King today and they absolutely loved it."
    "That's great." Frankie said, lifting her wine glass almost immediately upon seeing Antonio return with the bottle.
    A few moments later he returned with their plates of food and Dominic and Frankie became silent as they ate. She had no idea what he was thinking and wasn't in the mood to volunteer a topic for conversation. As she was sipping from her wine, unwanted images of Gio began to present themselves, and she did her best to bury the thoughts. She didn't want to ruin their evening with her guilt and need to confess, but her regret began to nag at her as they sat in silence.
    "Oh, I wanted to remid you, we have a dinner with my parents this Sunday." Dominic spoke into the silence, refilling her glass of wine. Frankie groaned inwardly, she despised his parents. His father, who wanted him to beome a professor at some University instead of a private school teacher. His mother who looked down her nose at Frankie and enjoyed embarassing her with comments about how unladylike she was. Frankie had even heard a whispered conversation between Dominic and his mother, where she had told him that Frankie was beneath him and that he could do better. Of course, Frankie never told him that she'd heard, but it had vastly changed her opinion of his parents. Dominic seemed to disregard his mother advice, which endeared him to Frankie, but he still insisted on having dinner with them every Sunday. She couldn't fault him, they were his parents.
    "Right, I had forgotten about that." Frankie lied, sipping more of her wine. She had a nice buzz going and decided she wouldn't push it, setting her glass down. This would be the third night in a row that she had partaken of alcohol, which she usually reserved for nights out with the girls to help loosen her up and make her sociable.
    Dominic chuckled at her response, while lifting his hand to signal the waiter for the check.
    "So I was thinking, we could take a walk along the beach this evening, I'd like to get some time alone with you, since we've both been pretty caught up in work and school." He offered and Frankie nodded, they hadn't been spending that much time together these last few days and she loved the ocean at night. Loved walking along the shore, smelling the salty scenty of the sea, feeling the sand between her toes. Her demeanor immediately shifted at the idea of it and a bright smile lifted her lips.
    "I think that is a wonderful idea, you know how much I love the ocean." She said, Antonio came with the check and Dominic placed his credit card inside. Only a few moments passed before he came back, handing the receipt and credit card to Dominic, who wrote down what Frankie could only assume was the tip. Antonio's eyes brightened even further as glanced at the receipt.
    "Thank you sir." He said jovially and Dominic nodded.
    "Thank you for your service."
    Frankie stood up from her chair before Dominic had a chance to come around and pull it out for her. He lifted his arm and she wrapped her hand around it, allowing him to steer her toward the exit.


    ©cancercandy69

  • cancercandy69 1w

    The Choice Ch. 9 Part 2

    Frankie said, stepping back to allow Stella to enter. She placed Stellas books on the kitchen counter and looked over at Lettie sitting on the couch, arms crossed, eyes full of unshed tears. "What's going on Lettie?"
    "Dead ass." Stella stated, walking towards Lettie. "Why was that punk even here?"
    "He called." Lettie began, blinking her eyes and allowing the tears to stream down her face. Immediately Frankie rushed over to comfort her friend, sitting down on the couch and stroking her back as her head fell into her hands. "He said he wanted to talk and I've...I've never been able to resist him."
    "Which completely boggles my mind." Stella whispered, shrugging when Frankie frowned up at her.
    "What happened?" Frankie queried softly.
    "Everything was going good, he apologized about what happened with Hennessy." Lettie continued, sniffling.
    Stella laughed. "Hennessy? Really? Jesus take the wheel." She said before dropping into the space on the other side of Lettie.
    "Stella hush." Frankie shook her head, she too was amused but felt it inappropriate to express amusement at that moment. Stella just shrugged.
    "It felt like it was in the beginning, before the..."Lettie trailed off, but Frankie and Stella knew exactly what she was talking about. What they had tried to convice her to go to therapy about. After a moment she continued. "Then that...that...ugh, chick started blowing his phone up. I mean non-stop." Lettie angrily wiped at the tears on her face as she recalled what happened. "Finally, he left the table to answer her and he didn't come back for an hour."
    Stella perked up at that. "You sat there for an hour? What the hell Lettie, don't ever play yourself like that again."
    "I know Stella, I know!" Lettie shouted, getting up from between Frankie and Stella and beginning to pace. Frankie watched her, her own anxiety driven pacing coming back to her. She wanted to talk to her friends about what happened, but again didn't think the time was appropriate. "I walked out finally. I was walking home when he pulled up beside me in his car and started following, hollering for me to get in the car."
    "Please tell me you didn't get in the car." Stella pleaded, looking up at her.
    "Of course not, I already felt stupid. Then he followed me all the way back to the apartment, it was embarrassing." Lettie threw up her hands in frustration.
    "Did he atleast attempt to explain what took him so long?" Frankie asked, Stella looked over at her incredulously.
    "Does it matter what his reason was? That was bullshit, he could've turned his phone off if he really gave a damn about Lettie, but no, he's trying to keep both women on his dick." Stella growled, getting up and heading into the kitchen for a drink. Frankie shook her head, briefly wondering why the police weren't knocking on their door yet.
    "I'm going to bed." Lettie declared, walking out of the living room. Frankie wanted to go after her, but was pretty wiped out her damn self. Unfortunately, she still had a midterm to study for.
    "Come on heifer." Frankie said as she walked by Stella drinking a glass of orange juice.
    "Hey! Don't call me names." She laughed. "It's not my fault the truth hurts." Stella picked up her books following behind Frankie.
    It wasn't two hours later that they had both fallen asleep on Frankies bed, the police never having showed up.

    ©cancercandy69

  • cancercandy69 1w

    The Choice Ch. 9 Part 1

    Regret

    Frankie slung her phone onto the bed as she began pacing her bedroom. She hadn't bothered turning on the light, the moonlight shone brightly through her bedroom windows. What had she done? The question raced through her mind as she paced. She felt like she was on the verge of a panic attack. Her heart raced in her chest, her palms sweaty as she rubbed them against her capris. The thought of telling Dominic what had happened causing her to hyperventilate. The alcohol she had consumed earlier was wearing off, leaving her confused and full of regret. She should've known, when Nicolette woke her up earlier today, that it was going to be a bad day. As she thought of that she realized she also hadn't studied for her midterm and glanced toward the clock on the side of her bed that read 11:58. She groaned aloud as she realized she was probably not getting any sleep tonight, the midterm was at seven o'clock am tomorrow and she wasn't ready for it.
    She plopped down on the end of the bed, her face dropping into her hands as guilt swallowed her up. She was on the verge of tears when she was startled by her phone going off. Reaching back, she pulled it out of the case to see Dominics smiling face on the screen. Gripping the phone tightly, she contemplated not answering but remembered their conversation earlier today. Hitting the talk button, she brought the phone to her ear as she lifted her hand to nibble on her fingernails. A nervous habit Dominic despised, always telling her how unsanitary it was.
    "Hey sweetheart, how's the studying going?" He asked, his voice light and friendly. Frankie breifly closed her eyes before opening them to stare at the wall.
    "Miserably."
    "Aw, you need me to come help you study?" He quiered and immediately Frankie shook her head.
    "No no no. I'm good, besides, I wouldn't get anything done with you here." She loved Dominic, but he was a distraction she didn't need right now. Especially considering what she had allowed to happen.
    "I promise I won't try anything." He chuckled and Frankie smiled sadly at the humor in his voice. How the Hell was she going to explain this to him?
    "It's all good. I was about to take a shower in an attempt to wake myself back up." She winced as she bit down harder on a nail than she meant to.
    "How about I bring you some coffee?"
    "Stop trying to get over here Dom, though I do appreciate the offer. Go to bed, you have class in the morning."
    He groaned then, his voice shifting to one of exasperation. "Don't remind me, do you know I found a group of them smoking pot in the bathroom today. They said their parents had given it to them to help them focus."
    Frankie laughed, thinking about her own use of the substance this evening. "Yeah, I doubt that was what it was for." She shook her head. "Tell me all about it tomorrow on our date."
    "Oh yeah, wear something nice, I have plans for us after dinner." He stated, his voice low and husky. Frankie bit down on her lip as she realized what he was suggesting and wanted to jump off a bridge.
    "Okay, I can't wait. I'll talk to you later."
    "Make sure you get enough sleep Francesca, you know cram studying doesn't work and always makes things worse. I love you." Were his last words before Frankie hit end on the call, unable to say the words back to hm. She still loved him, but somehow the words seemed dirty now.
    She sat her phone on the dock and started reaching for her capris when the front door slammed, startling her. She rushed for her bedroom door, swinging it open, to see Nicolette standing by the front door. She didn't look disheveled as she had last time but she was breathing hard, and after a moment she stalked toward the living room and fell down on the couch. Frankie frowned and stepped out to see what was going on when she heard banging on the front door.
    "Do not let that bastard in!" Nicolette shouted from the couch. There was only one bastard that came to Frankies mind, well two, but only one she was sure Lettie was talking about. Shaking her head, she walked to the door and peered out the peephole. Sure enough Stefan stood outside, his hands on his hips, a scowling expression on his face.
    As Frankie reached for the door knob he banged his fist against the door again. The anger she had felt earlier at Gio came rushing back and she swung the door open, ready to put her foot in Stefans ass.
    "What the hell is wrong with you asshole?! We have neighbors!" Frankie growled, staring an equally angry Stefan down. As she said this, she watched the door across the hallway close and knew, without a doubt, that she would be dealing with her landlord tomorrow about a noise complaint. That, in addition to, the police that might show up tonight.
    "Frankie, I'm not here for you." Stefan stated, moving to look around her.
    "Obviously."
    "Again, this is none of your business, I'm here to see Lettie."
    "And again, I have to remind you, that my best friend is my business." Frankie moved to close the door but was stopped by Stefan pushing his boot in the way. "Listen asshole, she doesn't want to see you!"
    "I don't care, Lettie!" Stefan stepped forward to push Frankie out of the way but they both paused when they heard someone coming up the steps behind him. Frankie was worried it was the police, but her fear was assuaged the moment she saw the bright green hair wrap around Stellas head.
    Stella reached the landing and Frankie briefly took in her appearance, she was rocking her Betty Boop pajamas and carrying a thick textbook and notebook in her hands, the smile on her face immediately morphing into a glare as she took in Stefan and Frankie.
    "What the hell is this asshat doing here?" She questioned and Frankie smiled inwardly at the insult and then commenced to pushing Stefan out of the doorway.
    "Fuck!" He shouted, running his hands down his face. "Can you two bitches just go and get Lettie?"
    "What the fuck did you just call me?" Stella came around Stefan and shoved her books into Frankie, who grabbed at them quickly before they hit the floor. She watched as Stella stood in Stefans face and she knew, having seen Stella fight a guy before, that this situation was about to get worse.
    "Stefan get lost before I call the police myself." Frankie demanded, glaring at Stefan over Stellas head.
    "We don't need any police Frankie, I got this." Stella replied, at this point Frankie believed Stefan and Stella were breathing each others air they were so close. "You Stefan, are the lowest form of scum. How anybody finds your punk ass attractive is beyond me, and I'm glad Lettie came to her senses. Call me a bitch one more time, please!" Stella begged and for a long moment the two just stared at each other. Frankie wanted to beat Stefans ass herself but she didn't want her best friend going to jail behind him.
    Finally Stefan threw up his hands, stepping back and glaring at them. "You know what, fuck this and fuck her!" He shouted before turning to head down the same steps Stella had come up.
    "You wouldn't be fucking anyone anymore if I had my way, pussy ass bitch!" Stella shouted behind him and Frankie shook her head. Without a doubt, she would be speaking to the police tonight.
    "Stella, what are you doing here?" Frankie asked, laughing at her friend.
    Stella turned around, a huge smile on her face. "I need help studying for this stupid midterm I'm about to fail tomorrow."
    "It's past midnight."

    ©cancercandy69

  • thenightmail 1w

    But there was this trouble
    That plagued my being.
    It wasn't only in my nightmares
    That I saw him,
    He was also a part
    Of the sweetest of my dreams.
    ©thenightmail

  • cancercandy69 1w

    The Choice Ch. 8

    The Bathroom

    It was an hour later and they were all still sitting around the coffee table, having switched from playing Never Have I Ever to watching Jeepers Creepers 3 on the Firestick. Lexi was curled up in Blu's arms, ducking her head beneath his arm whenever something scared her. Mark and Gio were leaned back on the couch in typical guy fashion with their hands on their stomachs and their legs spread out. Frankie was curled up in her armchair, feeling nicely buzzed and comfortable, completly having forgot about the midterm she was supposed to be studying for. She was reaching for her glass of wine when Gio sat up. Everyone was focused on the television and didn't notice when he reached for her arm and pulled her up. Frowning, she began to yank her arm back when he lifted his hand and positioned one finger over his lip to shush her. Conceding for a moment, Frankie allowed him to pull her along down her sisters hallway and into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it. She frowned up at him as he angled her towards the counter while he stood back by the bathtub. He folded his arms across his chest and stared at her long enough to make her uncomfortable. She took a drink from the glass to settle her nerves and set it down on the counter.
    “Okay, aside from the fact that locking me in the bathroom with you is really testing the boundaries of my comfort zone, what’s going on? Did I say something to upset you?”
    He shook his head. “Not at all. The opposite in fact.”
    “So I said something to please you?” The wine was going to her head faster than she expected, she leaned against the counter and tilted her head up trying to remember what it was they were talking about that could have pleased him. “Not that I care or anything, but what did I say?”
    “This is going to be a bad idea.” He smirked at her clueless expression and stepped forward to cage her in between his arms. “When you said no man had ever gone down on you, were you being honest Princess?”
    “Oh that. I thought it was going to be something…never mind” She chuckled. “ Yes I was being honest. I mean, I think I would know, wouldn’t you?” She snickered, completely unaffected by his nearness, even though his face was inches from her own and his eyes were the prettiest green, like emeralds or wet grass, and his hair looked incredibly soft. Swallowing hard she reached for the glass of wine again only to have him move it out of her reach. “Hey!”
    “I’m going to do something Princess and I need you to promise me you won’t freak out.”
    “Why would I freak out?”
    “Promise?”
    She rolled her eyes. “Whatever Gio, can we get out of here; my sister’s decorating scheme is suddenly making me nauseous.” He chuckled and dropped down in front of her on his haunches. Frankie looked down and frowned at him. “Gio, what are you…?” She sucked in a breath as she felt his hands slide up the outside of her thighs moving against her capris.
    She watched as his hands slowly caressed her thighs before slipping between them and parting them gently. She offered no resistance as he did this, her foggy brain begging her to stop him and her body begging him to go further. He used his hands to grab her by the waist and lift so that her bottom was some what pushed onto the counter leaving her legs free to move. At this point his hands gripped the spandex waist of her capris and he drew them down slowly, placing gentle kisses along her thighs as he went. She shuddered as he continued to pull her capri's down, taking them and her socks off in one pull. She had removed her shoes earlier to make herself more comfortable in the armchair.
    When he was finished she stood before him in only a pair of white boy shorts and her sports tank. He looked up at her with with a slow grin. "White cotton huh?"
    She tried to respond, willed herself to say something. 'Stop' or 'No' but she only managed to bite down harder on her lower lip. The grin he wore slowly left his face and his emerald eyes darkened with what Frankie could only assume was desire. He lowered his face to the front of her panties and laid a gentle kiss on her mound, causing her to gasp. Her heart was pounding out of control at this point and her hands gripped the counter tightly. He lifted her thigh to rest on his shoulder as he continued his gentle kiss along her cotton covered mound. When he reached the nub that was portruding though her panties, a clear indication of her arousal, he looked up at her as he slowly flicked it with his tongue. Frankie let out a soft moan as she watched him and her head fell back as he continued to lick it.
    Slowly his hands rose to the waistband of her panties and he began to gently slide them down her legs as well. She tried to clear her mind but was unsuccessful in her attempt. She'd been insanely attracted to him the moment she first laid her eyes on him, something about his demeanor drawing her in. Now as he slipped her panties off her feet she couldn't move as she looked down at him with pleading eyes.
    "Just tell me to stop Princess and I will." He said, his own voice husky with desire. The words wouldn't leave her mouth even as they screamed in her head. He took her silence for consent, raising her thigh again to his shoulder, softly kissing her inner thigh as he moved back towards her mound. The moment she felt his tongue on her, her body began to tremble. The pleasure that she was feeling at having him taste her most intimate of places all consuming. He laved her slit, every now and then focusing on the nub of her centralized pleasure. His own soft groans mingling with her louder moans. He took turns stroking her slit with his tongue and sucking on her clit and soon she found her hands in his soft hair, holding him in place.
    "Oh God Gio..." She trailed off, unable to put what she was feeling into words. She found herself grinding her hips against him as he continued his onslaught, she could feel the tightening of her nipples and wanted to move her hands to caress her breast but she was afraid if she let him go he'd leave her with the aching need that was building at her core. Warmth swam up through her body and she delighted in the feel of it as he continued to suck and lick at her mound.
    She jumped in surprise when she felt his finger enter her, the thickness of it scraping against the sensitive nerves inside her. He moved it back and forth as he continued to suck on her clit and the trembling of her body increased with each thrust. A moment later her body felt like it erupted as pleasure, more profound than she'd ever felt in her life, exploded inside of her.
    For a moment she thought she had blacked out as Gio rose, pressing soft kisses against her belly, slowly rising the hem of her sports tank. His fingers felt pleasingly rough against her overly sensitive skin and she moaned in delight. Opening her eyes she looked into his green ones, his lips were wet with her juices and as he continued up her body she felt one of his hands rise to stroke a distended nipple pushing through the fabric of her shirt. She couldn't understand how Dominic thought this was dirty, but almost immediately when she thought of him, and what she was doing was in her sisters bathroom with Gio, horror washed over her like a bucket of ice water.
    Moving quickly, she pushed him back and he stumbled for a second, a look of surprise on his face.
    "Oh God, what have I done?" Frankie cried as she slid off the counter and bent down, quickly snatching up her clothing. Yanking on her panties and capris, she glared at Gio as he righted himself and a smug smile grew on his lips.
    "You can check oral sex off your list." He said gazing at her, his arms crossed. He didn't bother to wipe the wetness from his lips.
    "You asshole!" She shouted, straightening her clothing and unlocking the bathroom door. She rushed out to the living room and snatched up her sneakers, startling the group watching the movie. They all looked at her curiously as Gio sauntered back in as well.
    "Hey, you okay?" Lexi asked, grabbing for the remote to pause the movie. Blu was watching Gio and Mark had gone back to sleep.
    "No, I'm not." Frankie stated as she tied her sneakers and snatched her cell phone off the table. She didn't even take the time to strap it to her arm as she brushed past Gio and headed for the door. She could hear someone walking behind her and she moved to grab her keys off the side table, running out the door. She didn't stop running until she reached her apartment.


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    The Choice Ch. 7 Part 2

    Frankie followed Gio into the living room and sat in one of the empty chairs. She glaced at the people around her and immediately recognized Blu from the club. There was a man sittiing next to Gio she didn't know, but he wore facial piercings as well. His hair was a shaggy chestnut color that reached his shoulders and his lids were at half mast over blue eyes that were red. Frankie looked at the middle of the coffee table and found out the reason why. There was a dark tin can placed there, a couple of bags of weed in it and a blunt set against the side.
    "I'm Lexi." The girl sitting close to Blu chimed in and Frankie shifted her eyes to her. She wasn't what you would call gorgeous but she had some pretty features, her hair was a collection of pale colors that made the tresses look like a rainbow, and she too was adorned with piercings, more than the guys. Her light gray gaze was warm as she greeted Frankie.
    "Hey" Frankie said lifting her glass to take a drink, the wine was a sweet candy flavor and she immediately lifted her glass to take another drink enjoying the taste. "So what are you guys doing?"
    Shaggy spoke up. "We're playing Never Have I Ever and my name is Mark."
    "Nice to meet you Mark, what's Never Have I Ever?" Frankie quieried never having heard of the game before. She hadn't gotten out much as a kid, she'd been shy and reserved and her parents had been very overprotective, what her sister Annabelle like to call paranoid. She couldn't count on two hands the number of times her mother warned her against going anywhere with strangers, weirdly enough that also included other children.
    The group stared at her with looks of surprise on their face before bursting out into a combination of chuckles from the men and giggling from Lexi.
    "You really are a princess huh?" Gio asked, a huge smile on his face, his green eyes shining with humor. Frankie groaned inwardly and sip from her glass. She hated that nickname.
    "Well its really simple. Someone says Never Have I Ever and then something that they think the group has done, whoever has done it takes a drink and we move on to the next person." Mark paushed in his instruction to take a deep hit from the blunt. "Also-" He broke off on a cough that sounded terrible to Frankie before clearing his throat and passing the blunt to Blu. "If no one takes a drink then the person who asked the question has to take a drink themselves. Pretty straight forward."
    Frankie smiled glancing at them curiously. "This seems a little juvinille, don't you think?"
    "Of course it is." Lexi laughed tilting her beer back for a drink. "But it's really fun depending on the questions."
    "Come on princess, it's a harmless game." Gio cajoled, his turn to take a hit from the blunt. He inhaled as deeply as Mark but didn't break out in a fit of coughing before handing it back to Mark.
    Frankie regarded him with a look of disgust. "Stop calling me Princess asshole."
    The group broke out in fits of laughter and Gio, who didn't seem to take offense at anything leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Then stop acting like one."
    Frankie reached up and face mushed him, pushing him back out of her comfort zone. Inwardly, she admitted to herself, him whispering in her ear had caused a tightening in her stomach and lower. She was starting to feel a nice buzz from the wine and took another sip.
    "Let's start the game shall we." Lexi spoke up. "Blu your turn."
    "Alright, uh, never have I ever seen a Star Wars movie." Blu said grinning from ear to ear. Frankie looked around at the laughing faces.
    "Oh my God Blu, that was so lame!" Lexi fussed shaking her head. Blu shrugged but no one had taken a drink. Frankie slowly brought her drink to her mouth which caused everyone to burst out into laughter.
    "I'm assuming you've seen Star Treak too?" Mark said, smiling mischeviously.
    Frank lifted her hand, flipping him off. "Of Course I have."
    "Hey, no judgement here." Mark said holding up his hands. "I think its hot that you're a nerd."
    "Me too." Gio said gazing at her. Frankie rolled her eyes and looked away, not liking the feeling stirring in her stomach every time he looked at her.
    "Okay guys, stop trying to flirt with her." Lexi smiled as she said it, leaning over to kiss Blu on the cheek. Frankie realized at that moment that they were an item. "Alright, back to it." she said leaning back to pick up her beer. "Never have I ever tried to discreetly pick a wedgie in public."
    They all laughed at Lexi's quesiton and took a drink, shaking their heads.
    "So I guess its my turn now right?" Frankie asked, receiving nods from the group, she didn't want to appear lame so she paused for a moment to really think of a question. "Never have I ever laughed so hard I peed my pants." She glanced around as no one picked up their drink, and then noticed a very red faced Blu pick up his and take a drink.
    "Yo, when was this?!" Mark asked chuckling as he leveled a curious look at Blu.
    Blu shrugged before answering. "Remember that time in fifth grade when Mrs. Hall bust her ass in the hallway?"
    "Oh man, that's cruel, you pissed your self?" Gio said grinning.
    "Hey! I'm not proud of it. I just couldn't stop seeing her Hello Kitty panties in my head." Blu said guiltly causing everyone to laugh. Frankie smiled, glad she was able to get someone on her first try.
    "I got you Princess Leia." Blu said glaring at her but she could see the mirth in his eyes. "You just wait."
    "Alright, alright. My turn" Gio said, taking a hint of the blunt before handing it to Mark again. For some reason, Frankie noticed, no one handed it to her. She was grateful but still felt a little slighted as she knew it had something to do with the fact that they were really thinking she was a stuck up princess. "Never have I ever, lusted after the same sex."
    Again, no one around the table took a drink, and then Lexi lifted her beer and took a swig shrugging nonchalantly.
    "Oh, you into girls Lex?" Mark joked receiving a glare from Lexi.
    "You got a problem with that Mark." Lexi replied defensive. Frankie glanced between the two of them and noticed something there, she couldn't put her finger on it, but those two had history. She noticed Blu looking between them too. Gio elbowed Mark in the side and he just laughed sitting back.
    "Hey, love is love, I don't care who anyone is fucking as long as their having a good time." Mark dropped that tid bit passing the blunt to Blu. "Never have I ever." He started and then sat up smiling evily. "Stolen money that wasn't mine."
    Every one of them lifted their drinks and Frankies eyes widened in shock. "You're a bunch of thieves?"
    "Hey, this is a judgement free zone!" Blu said laughing. "Now it's my turn. Never have I ever had or have given oral sex." Blu stared at Frankie as he said this causing her to blush. Of course everyone took a drink, leaving Frankie the odd man out. Lexi looked at her in shock.
    "You've never had oral sex? You're like twenty something right?" Lexi stared at her as did everyone else, making her feel self conscious. She was happy at that very moment that her somewhat dusky skintone hid her embarrassment.
    She cleared her throat before answering. "Uh, nope. I've only been with one guy and he thinks oral sex is..." She paused, her face hot. Gio was staring at her, but there was no humor on his face. His green eyes had darkened a shade and she had no idea what he was thinking. Which worked to increase her discomfort. "dirty." She finished, then she reached for the blunt that Lexi was handing back to Gio.
    "Princess, you don't have to do that." Gio said, his voice deep and cautious.
    Frankie shrugged her shoulders and took a hit like she'd seen them do. Anything to distract them from the fact that she was a grown woman who hadn't experienced the most natural of sexual experiences. Unfortunately she immediately fell into a coughing fit. Mark barked wth laughter.
    "Damn, I feel very karmic right now." Blu said smiling at Lexi who was shaking her head. Gio leaned forward to rub Frankies back, her eyes were watering and she immediately passed the offensive cigarette to Gio.
    "Serves me right." She growled out her throat burning and took a large gulp of her wine. Mark was still laughing his ass off and Frankie wanted to punch him in the face.
    "Maybe we should keep this PG." Lexi offered, glancing over at Frankie.
    "Aw that's take the fun out of it." Mark managed to get out between chuckles.
    "Hey I'm good. He promised to get me back and he did." Frankie laughed, nodding her head a Blu in recognition. "Touche, sir." Blu laughed at that and they continued their game.

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    The Choice Ch. 7 Part 1

    Late

    "Frankie, wake up." Frankie groaned as she rolled over, the sun shone brightly through her windows which caused her to immediately rolled back over, placing the pillow over her head. "Wake up Francesca."
    Frankie popped an eye open and glared at Nicolette standing in the doorway, a bowl of cereal in her hand. Her long red hair was unkempt and flowed wildly around her, her lavendar eyes sparkled with humor "What Lettie?"
    "Didn't you have class this morning?" She queried as a spoonful of cereal entered her mouth.
    Immediately Frankie jerked her head up, glancing over at her cellphone docked on the side of the bed. She cursed as she read the digital digits display 2:03. Not only that, she had missed three calls from Dominic.
    "Lettie, why didn't you wake me up sooner?!" Frankie fussed, kicking her legs free of the covers and sitting on the side of the bed to catch her bearings.
    "Hey, I was asleep myself until about thirty minutes ago." Nicolette shrugged turning from the door and walking out.
    Frankie ran a hand threw her hair and immediately regretted it, she'd forgotten to wrap it up last night and now her curls were a wild tangled mess. She shook her head as the night came back to her. They hadn't immediately gone home after the club last night, heading to a seperate club Stella begged to go to. Stella had finally found a friend for the night about two hours after they were there and about one hour after Frankie and Lettie had gotten successfully drunk. Unlike most, Frankie didn't have horrible headche hangovers, she just slept hard. Really Hard. Which accounted for her late rise this morning. She stood up and headed for the shower surmising that she probably hadn't missed much, she'd only missed two classes and they were pretty much throw away classes. She had one more class at 3 that she could make. She was half way to the bathroom when she realized she hadn't called Dominic back and turned heading back for her phone.
    "Hey sweetheart." He said, picking up on the first ring. "You had me worried when you didn't call last night."
    "Yeah I know." Frankie admitted, nodding her head. "We got in pretty late last night and I didn't want to disturb your sleep."
    "I'll always want to hear from you, lets me know you're safe." His voice was a quiet whisper and Frankie frowned curiously.
    "Where are you?" She asked.
    "I'm in class right now, but they're taking a test, so I just stepped out."
    "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll call you later."
    "Okay, by the way, would you like to have dinner with me tonight? There's this new restaurant down town that I'd like to take you to."
    "I can't." Frankie lifted the journal on her bedside table that she used for her classes and glanced down at the big red letters she'd written. "I have to study for a midterm if I want to pass this class with atleast a B."
    "Okay, no problem." He acquiesced, knowing how important her feelings were about her school work."How about tomorrow?"
    "Tomorrow I'm all yours babe." Frankie set the journal down. "I have to get ready for class though, so I'll talk to you later?"
    "Yeah okay, I love you Francesca."
    "Love you too." Frankie hung up with a huge smile on her face. She set her phone back on the dock and turned on 'Feels' by Calvin Harris. She got up and headed to take a shower, singing the lyrics to one her favorite songs along the way.
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    Frankie turned on her playlist and attached her cellphone to her arm. As soon as 'Shape of You' by Ed Sheeran came on she began her run. She'd made it to her class and then to her shift at work, where her boss immediately pulled her aside and wrote her up for cursing at a customer. She wasn't surprised, she had assumed Ally was the type of person to complain. The only reason she hadn't been fired immediately was because of her work ethic. She was never late and most customers sang her praises. It wasn't until she was getting off work that she realized she had not taken the dogs out or fed them that day.
    She ran towards the quiet suburban neighborhood that her sister lived in, pushing herself a little harder because of the rolls she had taken the day before and the ones she enjoyed today.
    Everything was quiet as she ran up her sisters driveway and she turned her key in the lock and walked through the front door. The first thing she noticed was the scent, it smelled like that funky skunk smell she remembered from last time and the air conditioner was probably altered based on the cool air she felt walking in. Donald Glover's 'Red Bone' was drifing out to her from the living room and she shook her head as she realized who was in her sisters house. Walking toward the living room she glanced at Gio and his group of friends as she stepped into the kitchen. It was a small gathering of four people positioned around the coffee table with beers in their hands. She rolled her eyes and headed for the dog food, refilling the doggie bowls. She walked to the refridgerator to grab a water, her sister was particular about what her pets received and bottled water was one of them. When she finished pouring the water into the bowls she looked up to see Gio leaning against the counter looking at her.
    "I already let them out for the day and they're sleeping now." Gio began, when Frankie didn't respond he cocked an eyebrow at her. "So youre not even going to speak Princess?"
    She took in his apperance as he stood there with a silly grin on his face, he wore dark gray sweat paints and a black muscle shirt. His arms were folded as he regarded her.
    "There's nothing to speak about. Thanks for letting them out." Frankie tossed the empty bottle of water into the trash and moved to exit the kitchen. Unfortunately, Gio was standing in the doorway and he wasn't moving out of her way. "Seriously Gio?"
    "Come have a drink with us."
    "No thanks, I'm sure I have better things to do." She moved to go around him and he stood up to block her path, again.
    "One drink and then you can go back to your castle." He faux pleaded, if he were actually pleading it was hidden behind his shit eating grin and Frankie wasn't having it.
    "Move." She stated firmly and after a moment he stepped to the side.
    "I'm sorry princess, I didn't realize you had a curfew."
    Frankie was halfway down the hallway when she froze at his sarcastic reply. She fought the urge to turn around, but eventually lost. She marched back toward the kitchen and reached up into the cabinet grabbing a glass.
    "Fine, but I'm not drinking that." She pointed to the two boxes of Heineken on the counter before going for the fridge and removing the bottle of wine she knew her sister had hidden there.
    Gio chuckled as he watched her. "Come join us. Bring the bottle."

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    The Choice Ch. 6 Part 2

    They were laughing and dancing together at the table getting sufficiently intoxicated when Frankie looked over and noticed Lettie’s face as she slowed to a stop while looking toward the entrance of the club. Frankie looked over and spotted Stefan near the door speaking to the bouncer the curvy date from the restaurant wrapped around his waist. She nudged Stella and tilted her head in their direction and Stella turned to look. Frankie had told her all about the scene in the restaurant when she had pickd her up earlier so immediately the smile left her face to be replaced by a glare.
    “Like I said, men are dogs.”
    “Let’s get out of here, Lettie.” Nicolette nodded and they grabbed their purses and started making their way toward the exit. They were almost there when someone grabbed Frankie’s arm jerking her to a stop and pulling her away from her friends who were soon lost to her in the sea of gyrating bodies. She swung around to find out who was man handling her and came face to face with Guy #2. “What the hell are you doing?”
    “Where you going? You and your friends promised me a dance.”
    “Oh yeah, about that, my friend isn’t feeling well so I’m going to have to owe you one.”
    “Nah ma, I knew you weren’t being real. You are going to dance with me before you leave this club.”
    Frankie rolled her eyes and turned to walk away disregarding him but was stopped when he once again grabbed her arm and jerked her around to face him so that he could grab the other one and hold her still.
    “Let me go.”
    “I’ll let you go after we finish dancing. I didn’t pay all that money to get screwed tonight, you lucky this is all I’m asking for.” He stepped in close and Frankie tried to pull her arms free but his hands tightened on her biting into her arms. She looked around for help but didn’t see Stella or Lettie anywhere nearby.
    “Look, I told you my friend isn’t feeling well and I need to take her home, give me your number and I’ll call you.”
    “I don’t want to have a conversation with you ma.” He jerked her forward when she tried to step back and she got a face full of hot breath causing her to turn away, which is when she saw Gio.
    “Let her go.”
    Guy #2 looked over and smirked. “She your girl or something?”
    “No.” Frankie said quickly and groaned when Gio smirked at her knowing she’d put her foot in her mouth.
    “Then you have nothing to do with this.” Gio quickly lost the smirk on his face as he regarded Guy #2 with a dark look that Frankie couldn’t decipher, the people around their little group started to tune into the conversation causing a small crowd to gather.
    “She asked you to let her go, I suggest you do so.”
    “Fuck you man.”
    “Vaffanculo.”
    Frankie was pushed away as Guy #2 got in Gio’s face and she should’ve gone for the exit but she couldn’t see herself leaving him after he had just taken up for her. She looked around the club to see if she could find a bouncer when the crowd erupted into chaos and she looked back to see Guy#2 on the ground holding his nose, Gio got down on his haunches and was saying something to him she couldn’t hear over the music, his face contorted in anger. His hands were tight fists between his legs causing his arms to strain against the Polo and she flushed at the sight, Guy #2 was shaking his head quickly in response to whatever Gio was saying when a guy with a blue Mohawk and a black Coldplay T-Shirt stepped up and put his hand on Gio’s shoulder causing him to look up.
    Blue Mohawk said something to Gio and Frankie stepped closer to see if she could hear more of what they were saying, catching Gio’s attention. He nodded toward her and stood up walking briskly forward and grabbing her arm. He pulled her behind him out of the club, Blue Mohawk following them.
    Frankie stumbled out the door almost tripping on her heels following behind Gio’s fast pace. She noticed Stella and Nicolette across the street looking anxiously toward the club and waving when they saw her, Gio noticed them as well and pulled her across the street and up the sidewalk to them. Tired of being yanked around Frankie jerked away from him glaring.
    “Hey, where were you? We were trying to get back inside but that stupid ass bouncer wouldn’t let us.” Stella’s eyes drifted over to Gio and she smiled. “Hello.”
    “What did you say to him?” Frankie ignored Stella, facing Gio. He was still scowling and Blue Mohawk was a couple feet behind them lighting a cigarette.
    “I said the world is full of selfish bitches but there’s no point in getting your ass beat behind them.” Frankie stared at him. “I watched you flirt with him all night getting him to send you all drinks. What did you think would happen princess?”
    “Princess?” Stella commented and Frankie once again ignored her.
    “We had to leave the club Gio, something came up.” She glanced briefly toward a silent Nicolette who was still watching the entrance to the club quietly.
    “Nice excuse, but let’s be honest here, you had no intention of dancing with that guy right?”
    “Whatever Gio, you don’t know me, you have no idea what my intentions are. “
    “Hey Gio man, you ready to get out of here?” Blue Mohawk stepped up beside Gio and Frankie got a better look at him out in the streetlight. His light blue eyes were rimmed with long black lashes that seemed almost indecent on a man and he had silver piercing his nose and eyebrow. He was shorter than Gio but bulkier, his arms were also tattooed but sparsely and what she thought was a cigarette earlier was a joint. He was handsome in a Goth rocker kind of way but not anywhere near Frankie’s type.
    “Yeah.” Gio rubbed a hand over his jaw and shook his head, his frown turning into a smirk. “You were wrong princess, I admire your resourcefullness, but you don’t have the fire to back it up.”
    Frankie frowned at him, reminded of his brother at the use of his words and insulted at the same time. “Yeah okay Gio, like I need a lecture on morality from you.” She turned away and started walking towards her car not caring if Stella or Nicolette were following, beyond pissed off. She knew what she did was wrong but for him of all people to call her on it was absurd. Stella and Nicolette caught up to her and as they slid into the car, she ignored Stella laughing to focus on Nicolette quiet in the back seat.
    “Hey Lettie, you okay?”
    “Yeah, I’m not falling apart Frankie, calm down.”
    “I know.” She bit her lip to keep from saying anything else leaving an opening for Stella.
    “Are you sure you’re not feeling Gio?”
    “Positive.”
    “Cause that was a lot of…intensity back there.” Stella looked over at her as her knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel.
    “He’s a low life delinquent and an asshole, I’d be stupid to be interested in that when I have Dominic.” Frankie spoke heatedly. “Look at his friends; they’re probably just like him.”
    “Blu was nice.” They both looked back at Nicolette, Frankie using the rearview mirror and Stella turning around in her seat.
    “What?” Frankie said confused.
    “You barely spoke to him.” Stella said pulling a pack of gum from her purse, first offering and then sliding a piece into her mouth.
    “His name is Blu, he was nice and he has pretty eyes.” Nicolette sighed and rolled her eyes at Frankie and Stella who were staring at each other in surprise. “You two are the assholes.”
    Stella laughed. “He doesn’t have pretty eyes, he has female eyes, and did you see his lashes? That was ridiculous.” They laughed at Stella as she launched into her attack on the pretty Goth rocker allowing Frankie to forget all about her anger at Gio.

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    The Choice Ch. 6 Part 1

    Saved

    The music in the Xscape was loud, thumping and perfect as Frankie pulled Nicolette in the door with her, on the other side of her Stella was already grooving to the music as she moved through the club with them. Luckily they found an empty table close to the bar and immediately Nicolette moved into a seat as Stella headed for the dance floor signaling Frankie to get her drink. Frankie tapped Lettie on the shoulder and lifted a brow in question and she nodded as well letting Frankie know she wanted a drink too. She headed to the bar which wasn’t very far away but still a trial to get to as bodies gyrated around her. When she finally made it she squeezed in between two guys who were standing around milking drinks waiting for a female just like herself for them to shower their attention on. She caught one dragging his eyes up and down her body taking in her one piece dark blue wraparound dress and signaling his friend. Sighing she waited.
    “Hey sexy, let me get you a drink?” Smiling sweetly she turned to him and nodded and he signaled the bar tender.
    “Do you mind getting a drink for my friends too?” She pointed in the direction of their table and he looked over to see a solitary Nicolette staring out at the crowed, a frowned creased his features but his friend on the other side of him answered.
    “Of course baby, you and your friends save me a dance and I’ll keep you in drinks all night.”
    “Really?” Frankie’s smile was sugary sweetness as she allowed him to think everything was good, knowing full well neither she nor her friends were going to give either one of the dudes the time of day, but if they were going to be leered at grabbed on all night then free drinks were well deserved. Sure enough as Guy #2 signaled the bartender for a set up Guy #1 slid his hand across her ass slightly gripping. Gritting her teeth, Frankie took the set up and thanked Guy #2 who promised to see her later. She made it back to the table without much more groping from the surrounding male population and found Nicolette frowning at her.

    “Did dude at the bar grab your ass?”
    “Yes Lettie he did, but we also have free drinks all night so…” Lettie laughed and Frankie smiled seeing her friend laughing and handed her a drink. Stella made her way back over her skin already damp with sweat, she grabbed a drink herself.
    “Girl, this place is packed and the brothers in here are sexy as hell.”
    “If you say so.” Frankie surveyed the club and didn’t really see anyone spectacular stick out but then again, she had witnessed enough sexy to outshine most of the men in this group alone.
    “Girl please. Dominic is good looking but he isn’t all that. I’m glad you down for your boo though. I respect that.” Frankie rolled her eyes and Stella laughed turning to Nicolette. “Lettie girl, you better get your ass up and dance with me. I didn’t come all this way out here to dance by myself and you know Frankie isn’t going out there.”
    “I don’t know Stella, I’m not really—“
    “Let’s go.” Stella held her hand out and gave Nicolette her no nonsense look. “I will embarrass the hell out yo ass if you don’t get up.” Nicolette’s eyes widened as she looked to Frankie to save her but Frankie shook her head as she sipped from her drink moving with the music herself. Reluctantly Nicolette placed her hand in Stella’s and Frankie watched as she pulled her through the crowd smiling.
    She had never been one to dance in the middle of the club before even when Nicolette first introduced her to the club scene pre-sexual assault when she wasn’t scared of her own shadow. Frankie figured the only way to bring her back to life was to bring her back to her old self, the one that was confident, out spoken, spontaneous and fun.
    “Sure Thing” by Miguel came on and Frankie found herself closing her eyes and moving with beat. She never had the courage to go out center dance floor when they came into the club but she did love dancing to the music, moving to the beat as it flowed over her. Her mind drifted back to the first time she met Dominic during freshmen year when she was all nerves as clumsy hands. She had spilled the contents off her satchel over the quad when the strap broke and embarrassed beyond belief began scrambling to pick everything up including the super heavy pads that were in the bag because she was having a heavy day. When he lifted them off the ground and handed them to her she just about died, but he only smiled that shy smile at her pushing his glasses back up his nose.
    “Th-Thank you.”
    “No problem. They have more bags really cheap in the bookstore.”
    “Yeah.” Frankie looked around clutching her torn satchel in her hand trying to remember where the student bookstore was. She had taken the tour on the first day but she was obviously having a brain fart today because she didn’t even know what direction to go in.
    “Here, give me that.” He grabbed the heavy satchel from her hands and adjusted his own so that he could carry hers as well. “I’ll show you.”
    She smiled at him thank fully and walked with him to the bookstore, they had spent the trip there and back to her next classes talking and then spent all night talking into the next day, eventually she had fallen in love with him. Fallen in love with how sweet, and shy, and kind he had been. The same as her.
    A slow smile spread across her face thinking about it. So when hands slipped around her waist and a warm body moved in behind her she didn’t react the way she normally would have, which would have been an elbow to the gut, she tensed and began to move away until the hands tightened.
    “Don’t worry princess, I just want to dance.” Frankie sighed heavily as Gio’s deep voice drifted over her. Her first thought was what the hell he was doing in the club, followed by her second thought which was why he was harassing her. So instead of moving with the music as she had been she stood stiff in his arms.
    “I’m not interested Gio.” He moved around to the front of her and she took in his dark blue jeans and black polo shirt, his hair was shiny and disheveled atop his head and his full lips were turned up in a grin as his eyes laughed at her. He smelled of cinnamon and some other delicious smelling musk and she rolled her eyes in an attempt to distract herself from the smell that made her want to bury her nose in his clothes. “Go away Gio.”
    “What do you have against me princess? I’ve only ever been cordial towards you.”
    “Cordial huh? Big word for a delinquent.”
    “Wow, low blows already.” He laughed it off and nodded his head looking around the club. “I’m looking for my friend actually. He told me to come here, not my usual choice of the places to be.” He looked at her. “But I’m suddenly feeling it.”
    “You should go find your friend.” He smirked leaning forward and involuntarily she inhaled the scent that was tickling her nose.
    “Promise me a dance?”
    “I don’t dance.”
    “Oh I know you dance. “ He gave her a knowing look and she felt her face heat in embarrassment.
    “I don’t dance with other people.”
    “We’ll see about that.” He looked her over one more time once again lingering on her breasts in the tight dress which she immediately regretted wearing and smiled before backing away. “See you soon princess.” He turned and sauntered off and Frankie felt herself release a breath she didn’t know she was holding. She refilled her glass and looked for her friends seeing them coming back from the center. Stella was looking at her curiously and Nicolette was laughing beside her as she moved to the music while they walked.
    "Girl who was that sexy ass dude standing with you a minute ago?"
    "My sisters’ brother in law." Frankie said rolling her eyes.
    "Who she is insanely attracted to."
    "No I'm not." Frankie frowned at Nicolette as she sipped her drink. Her friend had always been able to read her well but she didn't know that she'd gotten so good at it that she could read her across a crowded club in the dark.
    "Whatever Frankie, I saw the way you were looking at him, and when he leaned over I saw you inhale, deeply." Nicolette smiled as she poured herself another drink. "If you aren't attracted to him I'll eat my left tit."
    "I hope you're hungry then."
    "Soooo, since you're not attracted to him that means he's fair game right?" Stella asked, already looking around the crowded club.
    "Stella, you know I'm with Dominic." Frankie said, exasperated.
    "Girl you know I don't acknowledge that shit, men are dogs why can't we be?"
    "Because that would make us bitches"
    "Well then I'm the baddest bitch"
    "No, you are a ridiculous bitch" Nicolette stated a smirk on her face.
    They all laughed together as the waitress came over and placed another set up on their table. Frankie looked towards the bar in time to be winked at by Guy #2. Gifting him with a sugary sweet smile she turned back towards her friends who were currently dancing with each other by the table.
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    The Choice Ch. 5 Part 2

    Growling under her breath she marched to Caesar salads table and set down the drinks.
    "Where is our foo--"
    "I'll be right back with your food." Frankie stated quickly turning on her heel and making a beeline for Stefans table. "You have a lot of nerve coming here."
    Stefan looked up from his menu, his amber eyes widening at the site of her. Frankie still didn't see the attraction, he was well dressed and his hair was always in a neat fade but she couldn't get around the cleft in his chin or what she liked to call it to piss him off. The booty chin.
    "I didn't know you'd be here Frankie." Stefan huffed out the surprise in his face melting into a deep frown. "Don't make a scene."
    "Babe, who is this?" His date spoke up and Frankie shifted her attention, the girl was pretty. She'd give her that. Her long breads were pulled up into a pontytail and her smooth mocha skin was flawless. From what Frankie could see she had a very nice figure, covered in a short red wrap around that highlighted her curves. Of course she had nothing on Lettie, but that was probably her love for Lettie talking. Immediately dismissing the groupie she turned back to Stefan.
    "Don't tell me not to make a scene, I know where the Hell I am, but you are a foul ass piece of shit for what you're doing." Frankie whisper growled at him, leaning over so that she couldn't be heard. Stefan was immediately enraged and she saw his hand fist on the table.
    "Watch your mouth Frankie, this is between Lettie and I, it's none of your business."
    "Hello, who the Hell is this Stef." They both ignored his date, focused solely on each other.
    "She's my best friend Stefan" Frankie stated disgusted. "She's most definitely my business."
    "She's a grown woman Frankie, she doesn't need you to fight her battles."
    "You're right, I heard she whipped this ones ass pretty well." Frankie gestured toward his date who gasped.
    "Bitch--"
    "I hope karma takes a large bite out of your ass Stefan." Frankie stated then turned on her heel and walked away, not if dignifying his now fuming date with a response, or her attention. She walked over to the galley window in time for the Chef to call 'order up' and grabbed her plates brining them over to the table. As soon as she arrived Ally lifted her phone and showed it to Frankie.
    "Ten minutes and one second, by the way, I know this water was tap, you are definitely not getting a tip."
    "Here's a tip, you are welcome to shove that phone up your ass." Ally gasped and Carter chuckled as Frankie walked away. "Hey Tati, I need you to take my tables, I'm suddenly feeling super nauseous."
    "Uh oh." Her co-worker stated grinning from ear to ear. "Somebody hasn't been using protection." She sang moving her hand to place it on Frankies stomach. Frankie immediately slapped it away.
    "I'm not pregnant Tati, don't you start any rumors and that crap either. " Frankie knew from experience that all Tatianna had to hear was the briefest part of any juicy conversation and she would be off spreading lies as if she'd witnessed the situation first hand. "Can you take my tables please?"
    "Yea sure, I always need the money honey. " Tatianna nodded, then bounced off toward Frankie's tables. Frankie immediately headed for the back, she was ready to go, on her way outshe grabbed a roll from the bin and bit down happily.

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    The Choice Ch. 5 Part 1

    Growing Pains

    "Hi, my name is Francesca, I'll be your waitress this evening. What drinks can I start you off with?" Frakie put on her best customer service smile as she greeted the young man and women sitting at her booth in her section of the restaurant. She loved working at Serendipity, mainly because she craved their bread rolls like crazy, though they did nothing to help control her curves. She had actually been coming in for her daily dose when she'd seen the 'Now Hiring' sign in the windown. She didn't need to work as she was blessed with parents who could pay for her college tuition and the necesseties, but she couldn't see siphoning off them at her age and it had been passed time for her to start the independence transition.
    "It says Frankie on her name tag." The young women with beautifully arched eyebrows and long wavy blonde hair said. Out of Frankies' peripheral she could see the young man sit back in and roll his eyes, which signaled Frankie to what type of customer she may be dealing with.
    "Right, Frankie is a nickname." She continued to smile sweetly "Francesca is my actual name."
    "Well that's ridiculous, if Frankie is your nickname and the name on your tag, why not introduce yourself as such?" The young blonde huffed and turned to her boyfriend gesturing to emphasize her point.
    "Ally, let's just order, I'm starving and you're being rude." The young man said, attempting to smile up at Frankie and ignore the annoyed face of his girlfriend. "We'll get two lemonades to start with Francesca."
    "I didn't ask you to order for me Carter." She turned to Frankie with a disgusted look on her face. "We'll have to two ice waters with a bowl of freshly cut lemons, and don't use tap, do you have any Fiji water in the back Frankie?"
    Frankie grit her teeth but kept her smile in place, she didn't like people calling her by her nickname unless it was friends and close family. It was a personal peeve and one her boss loved to see her get riled over. It didn't happen often, usually once she introduced herself as Francesca, most people called her that, not bothering to glance at her name tag. Of course there was always on bad apple.
    "Yes we do, I'll go and get your drinks." Frankie turned to go.
    "I didin't dismiss you." Ally said, her tone of superiority causing Frankie to take a deep breath before turning around. "We're ready to order as well, we have been sitting here ten minutes already before you decided to show up.
    Frankie began counting to ten as she watched Carter sit back shaking his head and pulling out his phone. She knew and she was positive Carter knew, that she had arrived at their table within two minutes of them sitting down. "I apologize, what can I get for you?"
    "I'll have the Cesar salad, no dressing, no croutons and no cheese and he'll have the cheeseburger and fries with a side of bacon."
    "Okay ." Frankie frowned and lifted her pen. "Would you like me to just get you a house salad and get him the bacon cheeseburger?"
    "No, I'd like you to bring me exactly what I asked for, is that going to be a problem Frankie?" Allys' voice was raised as she put emphasis on the last part and Frankie pushed down the urge to snatch her up by her hair and plant her foot in her ass.
    "No problem, give me a few minutes and I'll have your order out to you."
    "A few minutes does not mean ten minutes later." Ally picked her cell phone up from the table and flashed it at Frankie. She pushed the start button on the timer that was already pulled up. In that moment Frankie almost lost her job, but her fellow waitress walked by, a plate of the famous bread rolls scent drifting toward her. She inhaled deeply and with her most glowing smile nodded and walked away.
    She was on her way to the back when her phone rang and as she stepped to the computer in front of her she hit talk when when her best friend Stella popped up on the screen.
    "Hey babe, what's up?" She stated as she began entering the order for the pain in the ass currently occupying her booth.
    Stella sighed "I need to get laid."
    "Really Stella, I'm at work, you couldn't save this conversation for later"
    "No, I could not. I need to get laid today and if I waited until you were off you would just tell me you're too tired to do anything. Again." Stella fussed, Frankie could hear music playing in the background and knew Stella was cleaning, which she usually did with the music blaring loudly, despite how annoyed her neighbors got.
    "What makes you think calling me in the middle of my shift will make me any less tired later?" Frankie asked shaking her head, she pressed the button to send the order of to the Chef and stepped over to the dispenser to retrieve the water.
    "Because you're going to promise me right now that you will come, no matter how you're feeling later."
    "Why would I do some crazy shit like that?" Frankie scoffed, grabbing a lemon and tucking her phone between her shoulder and ear so that she could slice it.
    "Remember when you were dead tired about two weeks ago and begged me to go to your class and take notes?" Stella said sweetly and Frankie rolled her eyes knowing what was coming. "What did you say when I brought you those notes Frankie dear?"
    "Go to Hell Stella, you're such a con."
    Stella laughed. "What did you say Frankie, my love?"
    "I owe you so hard for this." Frankie growled. She was finished with the water that would be lemonade and frowned. "This was not what I meant."
    "Nope, you need to learn how to say what you mean heifer. Pick me up around eight and bring Letties sad ass."
    Frankie could hear Stella grinning through the phone and wanted to punch herself, she should have known Stella would pull this crap. "Stella, I don't think Letttie--"
    "Don't care, see you at eight!"
    Frankie rolled her eyes as her phone disconnected back to the main screen. She locked it and slipped it into her pocket. Grabbing the drinks she headed for her table and froze when she glanced at the door and saw Stefan walk in with a woman who definitely wasn't Lettie. Immediately she was incesed, not only that but the hostess sat them in her section.



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    The Choice Ch. 4 Part 2

    “Mio Dio Bella, you’re going to bust my drums.” He lifted one hand to his ear and Frankie took a deep breath and snatched her earphones out.
    “Who the hell are you?! What are you doing in my sister’s house?!” Her eyes immediately flew to the knife block but it was by the kitchen door near the sink which would mean she would have to get closer to get them. His eyes followed hers and he grinned which drew her notice to his appearance. “Why are you naked?”
    “Actually, I’m not naked but you’d have to lower your eyes from that knife block to know that.” Her eyes dropped and she took in the green and white swimming trunks which probably accounted for why he was wet. This then made her realize that he looked a lot like someone else wet. His black hair was slicked back and his deep green eyes were lit with laughter. Water slid slowly down his tanned skin, into the grooves of his muscular chest that was covered in fine hair that trailed low between his equally muscled abdomen into the top of his trunks. The resemblance was uncanny except for the fact that one of his arms was a sleeve of tattoos from shoulder to wrist and the other arm had a tattoo of a little girls face at the shoulder. His legs also had that thin layer of fine hair running down them and absently she noticed that he had pretty toes.
    He cleared his throat and her head jerked up, glad for her caramel complexion that usually hid her blush.
    “You’re Angelo’s brother.”
    “Ah, he mentioned me. The black sheep. I’m kind of surprised considering I didn’t meet his wife until a week ago.” He remarked, a tightening around his eyes.
    “What are you doing here? I thought you were staying with a friend.” She watched him run a hand through his hair and across his face wiping excess water away, for some reason her eyes kept drifting back to the water that seemed to be gathering near his full upper lip, she blinked and looked away to a safe place which she discovered wasn’t any better, his green eyes.
    “My friend is fighting with his girlfriend; I got a little tired of their screaming.” He cocked an eyebrow at her. “So I came here for some peace and quiet.”
    “Oh, does your brother know?”
    “He gave me a key.” He leaned against the counter by the door and looked her slowly up and down and she felt heat rise to her face as he paused at her breasts before meeting her eyes again. “He, however, did not tell me that you would be here.”
    “I’m not here actually. I’m just checking on the dogs.” Reminding herself of that fact she walked toward the door and he stepped aside to allow her through and she just knew that he was watching her ass as she went to the door; sure enough a quick glance back verified his eye sight was definitely below her waist.
    Looking out the back she noticed a fat furry bottom slip beneath the fence line. “Oh shit!” She took off out the open door toward the fence whistling. “Tater, Tot, get back here!” She got down on her knees to look under the fence to no avail and froze when she heard a low whistle behind her that did not sound like a signal for a dog, she turned back but there was no one behind her.
    Getting up she ran back inside glancing briefly toward the kitchen but Gio was gone and she didn’t have time to wonder where he went as she ran out the front door and around the side of the house. Luckily enough they lived on the corner so there were no houses on the side as she rounded the corner coming to a halt when she saw Gio coming back Tater and Tot yipping at his heels. He had a big grin on his face and a bag of doggie treats in his hand and Frankie frowned crossing her arms.
    “I’ve been warned about these two.” She followed him as he led them back into the house, making it to the back door in time to stop them from going back out. “I’ll fill in the hole—“
    “Thanks, I’d appreciate that.” She was moving into the kitchen to fill their doggy bowls with food.
    “For a price.” She froze and glared up at him as the dogs grabbed their treats and left the room probably to return to whatever forbidden act they had been doing before she arrived in the back of the house.
    “What do you mean for a price?” She crossed her arms in annoyance and watched as his hair curled at his nape the dryer it became. She wondered absently if it would look silky soft like his brothers or a curly mess like her own.
    “I assume you’re coming back later for the dogs?” Frankie bit her lip, her sister had asked her to dog sit and paid her in advance so she couldn’t really squelch on the deal and try to put it on him and who was to say he would stay at the house the full three weeks until they returned.
    “Maybe.”
    He grinned. “All I ask is that when you come back tonight you keep me company for a little while.”
    “I have a boyfriend.” He shrugged but didn’t respond as if his initial request was still on the table. “I have a lot of class work to do later tonight so I’ll probably just walk them instead of letting them out. Thanks for the offer, but no thanks.” She turned and went back into the kitchen filling the bowls with food and placing the dog food back in the cabinet. When she came back out he was gone, she looked out back and didn’t see him out there either. Shrugging she grabbed the plastic bag of dog crap, slipped her earphones back in and went out the front door. Rihanna’s “Where Have You Been” was playing and she groaned pushing the button for the next song, tossing the bag in the trash by the side of the house, then she took off running.

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    The Choice Ch. 4 Part 1

    The Meeting

    Frankie groaned and slammed her hand down on the screaming alarm clock going off in her ear. She turned to snuggle closer to Dominic’s warm body and met nothing but cold sheets. Frowning she sat up and blinked into the bright room and then remembered he had risen earlier for his practicum’s. Rolling over to her back she collapsed back on the bed staring at the ceiling. She needed to get up and go running and she also needed to check on the corgis as her sister had left for her trip yesterday evening. Since her sister lived less than three miles away she figured on getting them both out of the way at the same time. Running had become part of her daily routine when she had began dating Dominic three years ago and put on the freshman fifteen. Being that she was already curvy those fifteen pounds was a huge blow to her self esteem, but Dominic wasn’t having it and immediately started taking her out running and she had kept it up ever since. Not only did the running remove the fifteen pounds but she noticed that her body was more toned and the curviness that always made her feel overweight, especially when standing next to her waif like sister, was less unappealing.
    Popping up from the bed Frankie slipped on her spandex running Capri’s, a black tank top and her Nikes. Grabbing her iPod she opened the door to her bedroom to find Lettie sitting at the kitchen bar eating a bowl of cereal and reading the newspaper. Ever since her and Stefan’s break up a week ago she spent most of her time sitting around the house, eating, reading and crying and although Frankie did everything she could think of to get her to go out Lettie refused and would not be moved.
    “Hey, morning.”
    “Aren’t you a ray of sunshine?” Lettie looked up from the paper and scowled at Frankie, her lavender eyes taking in Frankie’s workout clothes. The fact that her eyes were lavender instead of their usually dark brown let Frankie know that she was coming back to her usual, before the Stefan cheating nonsense, self. She hadn’t been putting in her contacts since the episode last Friday.
    “I’m headed for a run, want to come with?”
    “No thanks, I’m going to finish this then head back to bed.”
    Frankie frowned. “Don’t you have class in an hour?”
    “Whatevs.” Lettie shrugged looking back down at the paper. “I’ll get the notes from Stella.”
    “Lettie…”
    Her head popped up and she glared at Frankie. “Don’t Frankie, go run, I don’t need you to mother me.”
    Biting her lip to keep from saying anything to make the situation any worse Frankie nodded her head and walked out the door. She knew Lettie was depressed, if there was anything she learned from all the psychology courses she was taking it was the signs of depression and if she didn’t figure out a way to get Lettie back to some kind of normalcy or at least the normalcy she was starting to experience months after ‘the incident’ then she was afraid her friend was going to spiral down even worse than when she did when everything was still fresh.
    Frankie headed down the steps of the apartment building and took a left slipping her head phones in her ear and turning on “Pretty Girls” by Iyaz. She started off in a slow jog that slowly picked up as she left the busy streets by her apartment and headed into the quieter roads of the nearby neighborhood. Usually she took a right out of her apartment and headed toward the city park they lay along the lake so that she could run and feel the wind on her face but it was be easier to get the dogs out of the way so she didn’t have to come back later and deal with them on her way to class.
    It didn’t take her long before she was running up her sisters’ driveway and pausing to take in some breaths as she glanced at the manicured lawn. Of course she knew her sister had nothing to do with how nice the yard was, she absolutely hated yard work, but she had to admire Angelo’s good taste when she took in the pretty begonias that lined the driveway and circled the old oak tree that stood in the front yard. Smiling to herself she pulled the key from around her neck bobbing her head to “All I do is Win” by DJ Khaled as she unlocked the front door.
    The first thing she noticed walking in was the smell. It wasn’t horrible but it didn’t smell anything like she was used to. There was a burnt incense smell that reminded her of the cigars her father liked to smoke drifting through the house and the A/C was on. She was pretty sure her sister had cut it off when she left since she was super anal about wasting money, so when she walked up to the gauge and noticed it was set to sixty five she clicked it off with a frown and looked around. Seconds later the yapping of dogs could be heard as they left whatever back area they had been in and came bounding towards her. The temptation to kick at them as they ran up and began humping her leg was all consuming but she refrained due to the fact that she wore Capri’s which provided no protection to her ankles. Wiggling her leg to knock them loose she moved to the back door and slid it open allowing them to go out.
    She walked into the kitchen grumbling as she side stepped dog poop and grabbed the scooper from the cabinet, silently thanking God for whatever made them anal or territorial enough to only poop on the kitchen floor so she didn’t have to go searching around the house for funky surprises because, unlike Dominic assumed, she hated surprises. She dumped the poop into a plastic bag to take outside and rinsed the scooper, leaving it in the sink to air dry since she knew she would be picking up more poop later. She turned towards the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water out as the music on her iPod changed to “Only Girl in the World” by Rihanna, of their own accord her hips began to move to the music and soon she was swinging them back and forth as she chugged the water.
    Twisting the cap back on the water she turned to go check on the dogs and let loose a scream as her heart leapt from her chest at the sight of the man standing near the door to the kitchen by the backdoor grinning at her. His grin changed to a wince as she let all the air in her lungs out with the scream.


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    The Choice Ch. 3

    Hate & Love

    Frankie was finishing up her paper at her desk when she heard the front door slam and her roommate scream at the top of her lungs. Immediately assuming the worst Frankie hopped up from her desk and rushed out of her room to find her roommate and best friend standing in front of the door shaking and crying uncontrollably. Her usually tame red hair was in wild disarray around her head and her clothes were torn, and although Frankie couldn’t see any blood her stomach bottomed out at the sight.
    “Oh God Lettie, what happened?” She rushed to her friends’ side and grabbed her as she began to slip to the ground and listened as she let out a pained sob gripping Frankie tightly around the waist and burying her face in her chest. “What’s wrong, Lettie, what happened? Do I need to call the police?”
    Lettie frantically shook her head no, but nothing coherent came out of her mouth as she continued to cry causing Frankie to panic, she looked around and realized she left her phone in her bedroom but didn’t want to leave Lettie to go and get it, so she stayed and let her cry it out until her sobs turned into whimpers. “He cheated on me Frankie.”
    “What? With who?” Surprised, Frankie looked down at Lettie but her face was still buried in her chest, so she settled with stroking her hair.
    “Does it matter Frankie? Some stupid slore he picked up at a bar.” She sniffed. “I walked in on them and…and I went crazy, I can’t even remember all that happened, I think I blacked out.”
    “Oh no Lettie is that what happened to your clothes?”
    “I guess; Stefan was calling the cops on me when I ran out of the apartment. Oh God, I’m going to jail.” She cried gripping Frankie tighter.
    “No you’re not; I’ll call Stefan and take care of it. Go get cleaned up.”
    “You don’t have to do that Frankie, this is my problem.” She sat up and used her torn shirt to wipe her face. Her eyes were puffy and swollen and her light brown skin was red with strain around her face and neck. Frankie cupped her cheek.
    “Nicolette, go get cleaned up. I’m not letting Stefan put you in jail.” She nodded solemnly and got up going into her bedroom, Frankie went into her own room and waited until she heard the shower turn on before she picked up her cell phone and dialed Stefan’s number.
    He picked up on the second ring. “The girl isn’t pressing charges Frankie.”
    “How dare you do that to her Stefan?” He sighed heavily and she heard him moving around and glass clinking together.
    “She hasn’t been telling you everything Frankie; we’ve been having issues ever since the incident…I’ve been lonely.”
    “She’s been doing well in therapy Stefan; you couldn’t wait a little while longer? You’re a real bastard for this.” Frankie practically shook in her anger as she listened to his whining. After all that had happened to Lettie she couldn’t believe he had done this to her.
    “Go to hell Frankie, it’s been eight months, I’m a man not a fucking monk. Besides this is between Lettie and me.” Her phone cleared to the main screen and she realized he hung up on her, growling low she was tempted to throw the phone but paused when she heard a soft knock on her door. She went to open it and found Lettie standing there in baggy sweats, her red hair pulled back in a tight bun. Her face was scrubbed clean of makeup and she looked young and vulnerable. Frankie was tempted to commit murder.
    “What did he say?”
    “He said she’s not pressing charges. He said he was lonely.” Frankie watched as Lettie’s face crumbled and she moved into the living room to collapse onto the couch. Frankie sat beside her and held her silently while she cried.
    ~~~~~~
    The phone startled her awake as it went off and she quickly pushed the volume button to silence looking down at a sleeping Lettie whom she held cradled in her lap. Dominic’s smiling face was on her screen and pressed the talk button while easing up from under Lettie and pulling the afghan on the back of the couch down to cover her.
    “Hello.”
    “Hey baby, did I wake you?”
    “Yeah but I needed to get up anyway.” She was walking to her bedroom when she heard a soft knock at the front door.
    “Can I spend the night with you?”
    She smiled at the tentative way he phrased the question and walked to the door her smile growing as she opened it and saw him standing on the other side. He wore a pair of worn blue jeans and a gray Saints t-shirt, his overnight bag slung over his shoulder. His gray eyes were warm behind his glasses and his full lips were curved up into a smile of his own. She pressed the button to end their call and raised her finger to her lips to be quiet as she led him by hand through the living room and into her bedroom.
    He dropped his bag by the door and slipped off his shoes frowning. “Why is Lettie on the couch?”
    “Stefan cheated on her.” Frankie laid her phone on the nightstand and slipped off her pants before climbing into bed. Dominic took his pants off and laid them across the armchair beside the closet before climbing into bed with her. They spooned and Dominic pulled the rubber band out of hair so that he could play with her hair while he held her.

    “I knew that was coming.” He felt her stiffen and quickly continued. “He’s on the football team Francesca, women throw themselves at him every day, it’s hard to resist when you aren’t getting it at home.”
    “She was raped Dominic, what the hell does he want from her?” Frankie moved to sit up and Dominic tightened his grip knowing she was getting worked up.
    “Hey, I know. I understand. Don’t take this out on me; I’m just saying I also know why he did it. Men aren’t built like women Francesca.”
    “Oh don’t give me that bullshit.” She struggled against his hold but he held strong as he moved her hair aside and nuzzled her neck.
    “I’m going to shut up now before you take this out on me. Just let me hold you for now, it has been a long day.”
    Frankie immediately melted against him hearing the strain in his voice and knowing she was taking her anger out on him she turned around and kissed him softly. “I’m sorry. How was it?”
    “Horrible. They are evil.”
    “They’re children.” Frankie laughed at the horrified expression on his face, the light coming in from the moon making his grey eyes shine bright. She ran her hand over the light stubble on his chin. “You love children so I don’t even want to hear that.”
    “I thought I loved children, but that was before I actually had to interact with them. I think I may change my major.”
    “You’re about to graduate baby, and I don’t’ believe you anyway.” His horrified expression softened and he grinned.
    “You’re right, I’m excited. Middleton Prep has already offered me a position.”
    “That’s great. I’m so happy for you.” She kissed him softly and inhaled deeply of his scent, a mixture of his body wash and Dolce and Gabbana cologne. She loved the smell on him and nuzzled his neck causing him to groan. He moved his hand from her hair to slide down her body and cup her thigh sliding her leg over top of his.
    “Be happy for us. Everything is going as planned. Next year you’ll have graduated and we can move on to the next stage.”
    “What’s the next stage?” She nibbled on his ear as she whispered into it causing his hand to tighten on her thigh. He rolled them until she was lying beneath him and he settled between her legs rubbing the thick ridge of hardness against her, causing her hips to rise in response.
    “I’m pretty sure you already know, but just in case I’ll hold on to that little bit of information so that I can surprise you.” He lowered his head to kiss her softly, she tried to deepen it but he pulled back. “Since I know how much you like surprises.”
    “I love you Dominic.” She whispered against his mouth, feeling him smile.
    “No more than I love you baby.”

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    The Choice

    The Dinner

    Frankie sat quietly beside her betrothed while the family that had gathered for their rehearsal dinner talked and laughed quietly around her. Her emotions were bottoming out and her nerves were on edge because her eyes kept drifting toward him and every time they did he held a glass of champagne in his hand and his comments were becoming more and more boisterous. Even as she watched him slowly become inebriated she couldn’t help feeling guilty. She knew was responsible for his ever increasing state of intoxication, she also knew that he had a hard time filtering his words when he drank. She grabbed the glass in front of her and downed half the contents in preparation for what may or may not come next. Dominic caught her movement and turned to her.
    “Hey baby, you okay?”
    “Yeah, I’m fine.” He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her softly on the lips.
    “It’ll be over in a little while; I know you don’t really like all this attention.”
    She nodded slightly giving him a small smile. “You know me too well.”
    He chuckled and turned back to his cousin and Frankie glanced over at Gio startled when she saw that he was watching her. The smile that she had seen on his face earlier as he conversed with Angelo was completely gone. His green eyes were intense as he watched her but she couldn’t tell if it was anger or something else causing that intensity. He downed the rest of his glass and signaled one of the waiters to bring him another and Frankie desperately wanted to tell the waiter not to but that would draw unneeded attention to the situation.
    There was a tinkling sound and she looked over to see her sister had risen with a glass in her hand and a bright smile on her face. “I’d like to give a toast.” Everyone around the table quieted to give her their full attention. “To my future brother-in-law, there is no one on this Earth who is a better match for my beautiful sister. As she told me herself, you are everything she ever wanted when she asked God for the perfect partner. “Dominic smiled and slid his arm around Frankie “Frankie, every time he drives you up a wall and leaves the toilet seat up or forgets to take out the trash or even forgets your birthday remember that he is your perfect match and that he loves you” Everyone around the table laughed and drank as Anna saluted them with her glass and sat down to be lovingly elbowed by Angelo who smiled indulgently at her.
    Frankie mouthed a silent thank you to her sister and turned to Dominic just as there was another tinkling sound, this one louder, drawing everyone’s attention to a now standing Gio. Frankie’s heart sped up at the sight of his slouched stance as he ran a hand through his disheveled hair. Stella was gently pulling on his pants discreetly trying to get him to sit back down but Gio pushed her hand aside and lifted his glass spilling some of the champagne that was in it.
    “I would like to make a toast as well.” His words were slightly slurred as he spoke and he stopped a moment to clear his throat. “To the affluent, handsome, stable Dominic, I barely know you but I can tell you have very good taste.” He took a drink from his glass and looked at Frankie. “I have immensely enjoyed your sloppy seconds.”
    Frankie gasped as Dominic tensed beside her and the other guests looked at each other in confusion.
    “What did you just say?”
    “It’s pretty clear what I just said but I guess you aren’t as perfect as they make you out to be because you’re clearly slow, let me clarify.” Stella jumped up to grab the glass from Gio and pull him away but she moved too late and Frankie watched the train wreck that had become her and Gio. “I enjoyed fucking your fiancée.”
    Dominic was out of his seat and across the room gunning for Gio in seconds. Stella let out a yelp and jumped out of the way as they collided and Frankie watched frozen with fear as Dominic threw a punch that smashed into Gio’s jaw causing him to stumble backwards, but she had seen Gio fight before and she knew if he hadn’t been drunk Dominic probably wouldn’t have gotten in that good of a shot. The table erupted into chaos as they got out of the way of the fight and Frankie heard her father shout to call the police as Angelo stepped in to pull Dominic off his brother. As he struggled to his feet Dominic broke free of Angelo’s hold and smashed his foot into Gio’s stomach causing him to go down again. Frankie jumped up at that and took off towards them only to be snatched back by her father.
    “Let me go! Gio!” Frankie screamed, afraid for him. Dominic was clearly enraged and Gio was in no condition to defend himself and even though he had essentially ruined her character there was no way in hell she was going to stand by and watch him get beaten. Gio looked over at her at the sound of her voice and anger flared in his eyes as he saw her father trying to restrain her. He thrust his foot into Dominic’s leg causing him to come down on one knee and threw his fist into his nose, they heard the crack as it broke and blood started to gush. That didn’t stop Dominic though as he grabbed one of the metal trays that one of the waiters dropped getting out of the way and slammed it into the side of Gio’s head causing his head to snap sideways as he crumbled to the ground.
    Angelo broke free of the hold one of Dominic’s cousins had him in and pushed Dominic back as he hovered over an unconscious Gio. He dropped to his brothers’ side and checked him then looked over at Anna. “Call 911!”
    Anna slipped out her phone dialing 911 as the police came in. Frankie’s father released her when he saw the police and Frankie rushed over to kneel beside Gio. She looked down at his unconscious form and at the blood leaking from his ear as tears clouded her vision.
    “You stupid bastard.” She whispered cupping his cheek. She looked up at Angelo as he lifted his fingers from Gio’s neck. “Is he…?”
    “He’s just unconscious.” Angelo frowned at her but didn’t say anything else. Frankie looked up at Dominic as he watched the scene before him, he was slowly calming down and the look of betrayal on his face as he looked down at the scene before him was heartbreaking.
    “Dominic.” The police were talking to him but he was ignoring them as he stared at Frankie.
    “It’s true?” He closed his eyes and shook his head as if trying to clear it and when they opened he was looking at her in a way he had never looked at her before. “How long?”
    Frankie could hear her sister apologizing to the guests at the table and her father speaking harshly as he recanted the night’s events, but she couldn’t pull herself away from the look in Dominic’s eyes. “Dominic, please.”
    “How long?!” Dominic jerked away from the police officer as Frankie jumped at the anger in his voice.
    “Sir we need you to come with us and answer a few questions.” The police officer tried again taking on a defensive stance as he realized Dominic was escalating.
    “How fucking long Francesca?”
    “Three months” Francesca whispered but it was loud enough for Dominic to hear and he let out a low growl.
    “You bitch.” Frankie’s eyes widened in surprise at his language.
    “We stopped Dominic.”
    “You selfish bitch.” He stepped towards her and the police officer immediately went into action grabbing him quickly and pulling his arms back to cuff him, he moved to fight back but his cousin stopped him by grabbing his arm and saying something to him quietly. Just then the EMT’s came in and moved everybody back as they went to Gio on the ground and Frankie watched the police officer pulling an angry Dominic out of the restaurant. She looked at the accusatory faces around her and in that moment wished that she had never volunteered to dog sit for her sister.

    To be continued...


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  • rshreya1 2w

    Bed

    They lay in bed.

    Him: Sleeping.
    Her: I shouldn't be here.




    ©rshreya1