LAST CHAPTER!

We had a good run
Even I have to admit
Life's just a pace-car on death
Only less diligent
Hell or glory
I don't want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
And daddy says "you gotta show the world the thunder"

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School was canceled for a little bit but it finally started again. It's been a month and it's so different. We have to go through these things called metal detectors and there's police all over all the time. It was scary, I didn't like all the monsters.

I walked up to Frank's house, knocking on the door. Ms. Iero opened it up and smiled.

"Hi, Gee," she said. "Frank is down in the basement with some friends. The room to the left of the stairs."

I smiled, hugging Dee. I went down to the basement to the room. There was a couple old guitars in here, one of them was broken. There was something that I didn't know what it was, something that had a lot of circley things on it.. Posters covered the wall as well as things that looked like big CDs except black.

"Gee," Frank said, standing up.

Him and Brendon were over by the open emergency window. In their hands was something like a stick shape that was white and smoking.

"Hey, baby, I didn't know you'd be coming over," Frank said.

"I missed you," I said.

I went over and Frank sat down and I sat on his lap. I saw Ryan sitting across the room on a bean bag chair, scrolling through his phone.

"What's that?" I asked, pointing to the thing in His hand.

"This is a blunt," Brendon said with a small smirk. "Wanna smoke weed too?"

"No," Frank denied. "Why don't you go over there with Ryan?"

I smiled, going and sitting on the bean bag next to him.

"Hi, Gee," he said.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Taking selfies on snapchat," he said.

"On what?" I wondered.

"Come here," he said.

I looked at the phone as I leaned close, my head next to his. I could see us on his phone and me in his phone copied what I did.

"It's me!" I exclaimed.

He pressed the little circle and there was a small flash. The phone froze and I looked at it.

"This is a picture," Ryan said. "Oh, we should use filters."

He pressed something and it went back to the mirror sort of thing. Ryan did something, scrolling through the white circles. He stopped and I had black and white spotted dog ears and a nose.

"Puppy!" I exclaimed.

When I opened my mouth, a tongue popped out and I shrieked happily.

"I'm a puppy!" I cheered.

He took a picture and smiled. Ryan did something else and we both had flower crowns. I giggled, smiling as he took a picture.

" come here, babydoll," Frank said.

I smiled, hurrying over and sitting on his lap.

"How's my pretty princess doing?" He asked.

"Good!" I chirped happily.

Frank smiled, his arm wrapped around me. His other hand still holding the blunt. He gave me a kiss and I smiled. He put the blunt between his lips before pulling it away and blowing out smoke.

"Whoa," I mumbled. "Can I try?"

"This is a big boy thing," Frank stated.

"Oh," I mumbled.

"Besides, I don't think you'd like it, it's like the vodka you had, it's bad," Frank said.

I scrunched my nose up at the thought of drinking the vodka again. Frank rubbed my back gently and I smiled, leaning against his chest.

"Ryan and I should get going," Brendon said. "C'mon, baby."

"Huh?" Ryan mumbled distractedly, making a funny face as he took a picture.

I giggled at the face and Frank kissed my cheek.

"We are gonna leave these lovers alone," Brendon said.

Ryan got up, holding his hand. They walked and Frank smiled.

"Are they boyfriends?" I asked and he nodded. "Do they have special boyfriend kisses too?"

"That's right," Frank confirmed. "Kinda annoying sometimes but yeah."

Frank threw the blunt out the window and shut it.

"Fuck, it's cold," he mumbled. "This is why I hate the winter, smoking because so much harder."

"Why don't you just keep the window closed?" I asked.

"Because then my mom will smell it," he said. "This is our little secret, okay?"

I smiled and nodded.

"What's that?" I asked, pointing to the thing I didn't recognize.

"Those are drums," He said.

"Like your grandpa?" I asked. "He drummered?"

"How about you go over there and try them out yourself," Frank said.

I nodded, hurrying over and sitting on the little chair.

"Use the drumsticks and hit the drums," he instructed.

I saw the sticks and picked them up. I hit the drum hard and Frank flinched.

"Jesus, I guess you're not holding back," he muttered.

I hit all the different circles hard as I laughed from the loud banging sounds. I heard a crack, seeing that I broke the stick. I held it up and whimpered, my eyes filling with tears.

"Daddy, I'm sorry!" I cried. "I broke it! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

"Come here," he ordered.

I whimpered, sitting down on his lap as I was afraid he'd be mad at me. Frank smiled, wiping my tears away.

"Princess, it's okay," he whispered. "I have more of them, it doesn't matter."

"Really?" I asked.

He smiled and nodded, giving me a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Frank smirked, holding my hips as he moved me to straddle his hips. The kiss deepened and I wrapped my arm around his neck, my body pressing against him. I rocked my hips against his and he pulled away.

"No, baby, you're not ready," he said.

"Yes I am," I pouted, crossing my arms.

"Fine," he said. "If you can spell orgasm then we can have sex."

"O-R-G-A-S-I-M," I said proudly.

Frank smiled and shook his head. I scowled, giving him another kiss.

"Let's go watch Hello Kitty," he said.

Frank pulled out his phone, but I frowned, hitting it out of his hand.

"If you're gonna behave like that then I can take you home," he said.

I crossed my arms, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Fine," he said.

Frank stood up and held my hand, bringing me upstairs and outside. We got into his car and I scowled darkly. Frank drove towards my house while I stared out the window. We got to my house and I frowned.

"I'm sorry, baby, but I told you that you were being a pouty princess," he said. "Come on, give me a goodbye kiss."

I shook my head, looking away from him. Frank sighed, picking up and kissing my hand.

"I love you," Frank said.

I grabbed Dee, getting out of the car. I stormed up to my bedroom and slammed the door shut as I pouted. I sat there, scowling quietly as I frowned up at my ceiling, laying on my back on my bed.

"Daddy was being so mean," I pouted to Dee. "Meanie daddy."

I sighed, looking around my room for something to do.

"Maybe it was because of the thing he had," I said, still speaking to Dee. "Maybe the blunt made him mean."

I got up, going to my toy box. I pulled out one of my dolls. I sighed, putting it back.

"Boring," I mumbled. "I want my Mama."

I whimpered, looking around at the empty room.

"Want my Mama back," I whispered. "I wanna see my Mama. Why did they have to take me from her? I hate it here, I wanna be back with Mama."

I turned on my laptop, opening the internet. I went to YouTube, which was the only thing I actually knew how to do on the internet. I played an episode of Hello Kitty. After a bit, my phone started ringing and I saw it was Frank. I declined the call and scowled. He called again and I groaned, turning off my phone.

I watched again for a while, playing another episode once my first one ended. Mikey opened my door, sitting down on the bed beside me.

"Ms. Iero has been trying to get ahold of you," he said.

I sighed, looking at my laptop. Mikey shut it and I frowned, looking at him in confusion.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly.

"Sorry for what?" I asked.

"Frank," Mikey sighed. "He was driving home. Frank had been smoking weed, apparently. He was high and wasn't fit to be driving. He ran a red light and he hit another car head on. It was pretty bad and Frank was taken to the hospital for surgery but...he had a collapsed lung as well as a skull fracture and traumatic brain injury because his airbag broke and wouldn't open and his head hit the steering wheel really hard."

I didn't understand but I know it didn't sound good.

"I-I don't know what's that's mean," I whimpered.

"It means he passed away, Gee," Mikey said softly.

I felt my eyes filling with tears as I shook my head.

"B-but i didn't tell him I love him," I whispered.

"What do you mean?" Mikey asked.

"He drove me home and I was mad at him and I wouldn't tell him I love him," I cried. "I wouldn't even give him a goodbye kissies!"

"Oh, Gee," he sighed.

I hugged him tight, sobbing into his shoulder.

"He's really gone?" I whispered.

"I'm sorry," Mikey said.

"He's an angel now?" I asked.

"Yeah," Mikey said.

"He doesn't even know I love him, I wouldn't say it back," I cried.

"He knows, Gee," Mikey said.

He rubbed my back and I sniffled, wiping my eyes.

"C-can I just be alone for a little bit?" I whimpered.

"Yeah," he said. "Give Ms. Iero a call later, okay?"

I nodded my head and he sighed. Mikey got up and shut the door behind him as he left. I sobbed, burying my face into my pillow. I felt a hand run through my hair and I looked up and saw Frank.

"I love you," I whispered. "I love you so much, daddy. I love you more than anything. I'm sorry I didn't say it before or give you a goodbye kissie. I love you, I love you, I love you."

"I know you do, princess, I love you too," he said.

I sat up and looked at him. He was pale and sort of see-through. I reached forward and touched his cheek gently, feeling his cold skin.

"Daddy," I whimpered. "I-I don't want you to be gone, I love you too much."

"It's okay, Gee," Frank reassured. "You'll be just fine without me. You're strong, you've gotta show this world what you've got. You're so special and unique. You're gonna find another boy and fall in love and you'll be just fine."

"I don't want another boy, I want you," I denied. "You're my boyfriend. I only have kissies with you."

"And I want you to be happy," Frank said. "Find someone who makes you happy and love him and marry him and live a nice, long life."

I shook my head and he kissed my forehead. It was cold to the touch.

"You an angel?" I asked.

"Yeah, baby, I'm an angel now," Frank said. "And I'll always be here to look after you. But I have to go now, babydoll, I love you."

"No, please don't leave me," I whimpered, holding his hand. "I love you, I need you."

"Close your eyes, baby," Frank whispered.

I sniffled, closing my eyes. I felt his lips against mine in a soft, ice cold kiss. When I opened my eyes again, he was gone. Frank was gone. My Frankie's an angel now.