Bittersweet

I'm just a Kid

*unedited*

The rest of the car ride was silent and I still don't know if it was actually a comfortable silence that neither of us wanted to break or just a lack of conversation that we were both trying to avoid.
Anyways there was no sound in the old car, not even the radio was on.
But at least now I knew where Frank was heading to.

Once we passed a quite familiar shopping center I knew we were going to his house again.
But why did he have to pick me up then?
I could have taken my own goddamn car!

I was going to ask him but in that exact moment he decided to speak

"So...", he murmured, "How has your week been? Ray and Pete were worried about you because they haven't seen you once"

He actually asked me how my week was?
He must be joking. Wasn't that quite obvious

"It wasn't the best", I sighed

"Oh... Well I figured", he said looking at me for a split second before watching the streets again

"You did? And how? This us the first time I hear from you again Frank. So how would you know how miserable I was feeling this entire week, huh?", my tone was a bit harsh at the end and I swear I saw Frank flinch a bit but it was gone as fast as it had appeared.

Frank sighed loudly
"Come on don't be such a drama queen", he said, "That's why I wanted to see you today. To make up for my absence"

I frowned
What was he planning?

"What do you mean?", I asked, my anger slowly being replaced by curiosity

"That's a suprise, princess"
And here old Frank was again, with the stupid nicknames that made my heart flutter and that stupid smirk that made my insides churn

"I hate suprises", I muttered

"You're doing it again", Frank said trying to hold back a chuckle

"What?", I asked and frowned

"You're being a drama queen again", Frank grinned

I gasped.
He called me a drama queen.
Again

"I'm defenetly not a drama queen!", I tried to defend myself, making Frank loose his self control enough burst out laughing.

"Oh you totally are! Why don't you just appreciate the fact that I actually have a suprise for you?", he asked

I froze.
Yes why not?
Maybe because everything Frank ever did for me got me into trouble and gave me bruises that took weeks to actually fade.
But somehow he was right.

"Oh...", I whispered and unfolded my arms, "Y-You... maybe you're right"
I sighed in defeat

"'Course I am", Frank chuckled, "So can you just shut up until we're there and trust me?"

I was close to asking him how I was supposed to trust him after all what happened in the past, the presence and probably even the future but I just left the words inside of my head and nodded.

And for the rest of the ride, I kept my mouth shut.

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Frank pulled into his driveway and killed the engine.
I was about to unclip my seat belt when he laid his hand over mine and stopped me.

"Before we get inside I have something to give you", he said leaning over his right shoulder and grabbing something from the back seat.

"I don't know if you still remember... But I do and... Well see it as a little present.", he handed me a small package wrapped in dark red paper with a black bow on top of it.