Frank

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"C'mon punk!" The guy with way too many tattoos yelled at Frank as he came down the stairs. "Have a beer!" Frank ignores him and continues looking for his dad.

Why I down here? I should just leave this alone and stay out of my dad's hair... No this is unacceptable. Dad wants to hang out with these people? Fine. But they do need to come home. With all of them here, the police will be here in ten minutes.

Who am I kidding? I can't date Hazel... If  she knew that this is where I live... If she ever found out, I doubt that she would ever talk to me again. Plus, Hazel deserves the best, and I can't be farther from it. Crushing on her is pointless. I doubt that she even likes me as friend. I bet she is just putting up with me because she is nice. Maybe she is too nice. She is too nice because life isn't nice to her. Most people aren't like that. Hazel is special.   

"Hey kid!" Someone yells behind him, braking Frank away from his thoughts. "Looking for your old man? Well... Here is!"

Franks turns around and at the man's feet lays his father. Still and unmoving, with blood dripping down his face, like he's been hit with something sharp...


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