Time Will Tell [Frank Iero][2]

Part 23

"Hey."

"Hi." I watched Frank's body tense when I spoke.

He looked around nervously, shifting slightly in his spot on the couch in the back room of the bus. I stood in the doorway just staring at him. This was the first time we had said anything to each other for the past two and a half weeks... And it has been the longest two and a half weeks of my life.

I couldn't help but still have feelings for him – we've been through a lot together. I couldn't help but still want to be with him because he has been the only guy to ever make me feel the way he did. I don't think I'll ever find that feeling again in anyone other than Frank and that scared me a little.

"How are you?" He asked quietly.

"Okay, I guess." I took a seat on the couch at a safe distance.

He sat there quietly for a while just watching at me, while I was trying to look anywhere but at him. I felt anxious, like the way I felt when I first met him. I hated this feeling and yet I never wanted it to end. I finally looked Frank in the eyes; they were full of sadness, hurt and helplessness. I just wanted to push all those feelings away so he could be happy again. All I wanted was to be happy again.

"I miss you," It was close to a whisper.

I looked away from his gorgeous eyes and started picking at my holes in my jeans. "I miss you too, Frank."

"Please talk to me again," He leaned toward me, hesitating slightly. "Please let me back in, I need you so badly right now. It's killing me!"

"I cant forgive you just like that Frank," I shook my head in sadness. "I need time. We need to build up our trust for each other again."

He nodded. "Okay. What can I do?"

I sighed, leaning back against the couch in frustration. "I don't know yet. Just let me think, okay?"

He nodded again, his eyes bright with hope. "I can do that."

I took a deep breath and reach out the rest of way and touched his hand lightly, forcing a smile. "I think that it would be best if we just stayed friends for a while. I don't want to take this quickly, it might just end up right back here in the end, you know?"

"If that's what you think then I guess I have no choice but to agree." Frank's eyebrows furrowed as he spoke, his eyes glue to our connected hands.

"Thank you, Frank."