The Dirt

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Warning ⚠️ self harm ⚠️

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A year later

Frankie's POV

the bell rings signaling that school was over and I sit on the steps not wanting to go home to my mother and my new stepfather, as I sit there with my head down. "Hey Frankie what are you doing?" I hear my best friend ask me, I then I take a deep breath as I answer her. "I just don't want to go home, ya know how my mom is she has a new boyfriend everyday." She then sits next to me as she takes my hand and intertwined our fingers together as I lay my head on her shoulder. "Fuck them, I'm here Frankie and I'll always will be." I then sit up and lock eyes with her and I smile a little. "And I'll always will be here for you." She then kisses my cheek making  me blush.

"Do you want to come to my house we can listen to music?" I ask her and I watch as a smile takes over her face. "Fuck yeah, let's go!" She says excitedly and stands up and pulls me with her, and as we walk to my house and we playfully shove each other and soon we make it to my house, and we head inside and head to my room and I shut the door. I then turn on the some music and grab my guitar and pretend like I'm playing making rose giggle at me as she watches. ♪ Life is the same And it always will be ♪

I then hear my mom beating on my door. "Turn it fucking down, Frankie." I the turn it up and flip the door off and continue to rock out. ♪ But I can't get no satisfaction ♪ All I want is easy ♪ The music is then cut off and I stop and turn to the mother of the year. "What's that? And what the fuck is she doing here?" She ask me. "What's it look like?" I ask her like she was dumb. "Where'd you get it?" She ask me and but I don't respond as some guy that was different from the one she had here yesterday as usual. "He probably stole it." He tells her as he looks at me from behind Deana. "Who the fuck is this guy?" I ask her while looking at the asshole. "You think I don't know where you got all this shit?!" She yells as she picks up my vinyl cover up and throws it pissing me off. "So you noticed something I did, for once!" I tell her and watch as she breaths heavy. "Don't you talk to your mother like that, you little prick." I go to say something but before I can I hear rose jump from my bed and come to stand right next to me. "Fuck you, don't you talk to him like that you piece of shit!" Rose yells at the asshole.

I then watch as he takes a step towards her and I push her behind me and he points at her like he's about to say something but I cut him off. "Seriously? Who the fuck are you? Y'know what? I don't even care. Gonna be another you tomorrow, anyways." I tell him. "You wanna know who this is? He's another man in my life that you're gonna drive away...just like you did your fucking father!" I then lose my shit as I get in her face. "I was two years old, you bitch! He left you!" I yell at her and I breathe out heavy and watch as she does the same and she touches my face as she leans closer to me with a sick smile on her face. "Then how come he never tried to call you then, Frankie?" She ask and she turns around and followed the dick of a boyfriend out the door. "Fuck you! Get the fuck outta here!" I scream as I move rose out of the way gently and slam my guitar into the wall leaving a hole and shove her out my room as she turns and looks at me and I slam the door in her face.

"Open the fucking door, Frankie!" I hear her yell as I knock over my tall shelf and I take rose by the hand and move her towards The door and head back to my bed and flip the mattress and pull out my switchblade knife. "Whoa Frankie what are you gonna do?" Rose ask me in disbelief as my mom continues to scream. I don't say anything as I walk closer to her and I take her face into my hands. "You know I would never hurt you right?" I ask her and she nods her head yes. "Do you trust me?" I ask as I look deep into her eyes and without hesitation she tells me yes once again. I then take her hand and pull her behind me as we hear the screams continue. "Fuck Open that fucking door! God damn it! You little shit! Open the fucking door! Open the fucking." And I do I swing it open and she backs up and sees me holding the knife and I hold out my arm and cut it nice and deep but not too deep. "No! No, baby! No! No! What are you doing, baby?!"