Y/N L/N lives her normal life. Hanging with the crew and always getting stuck in a stupid situation. Running around the subways and avoiding getting caught by that cop, a new problem came their way. Frank.
(This story isn't going to be exactly like...
"It's gone." Mrs. Fairchild said, still looking at the piece of paper in the envelope.
Y/N was confused.
Frank glanced at Y/N and smirked.
"We can talk in the living room." Robert said, nervously flinching every time Frank looked at him.
"Perfect. Do you have any drinks?" Frank asked, looking around the house.
"Oh yes. Would you like tea?" Robert asked stumbling backwards.
"I'd prefer whiskey." Frank stared at Robert making him whimper in fear.
"Oh. Right of course. Anything for you, Y/N?" Robert looked at Y/N, forcefully smiling.
"I'll take you up on some tea." Y/N said politely. Frank scowled when they left to get their drinks.
"He's a coward." Frank muttered. Y/N shot him a look.
Robert and his wife came back with the drinks.
"The living room is just this way." Mrs. Fairchild scurried, leading them into a hallway. The living room was just to the left. It had a warm fireplace with paintings and bookshelves.
"Come. Have a seat." Robert placed the drinks on the table and sat on an abnormally large, leather seat.
Frank sat down uncomfortably and Y/N sat beside him. Her dress bugged her like mad.
"Where is the heirloom?" Frank immediately turned serious. The room went silent. Robert sunk into his seat in fear.
"I don't know." Robert muttered. Mrs. Fairchild remained quiet.
"I'm going to ask again. Where is it?" Frank grew more aggressive.
Y/N sat back on the seat, afraid about what would happen next.
"I don't know. I returned back from work one day and saw that the necklace was missing." Robert stuttered.
"STOP THE FUCKING ALIBIS! WHO HAS IT?" Frank jumped up and stood over Robert.
Robert flinched once again. Y/N spilled her tea all over the place. She shrunk back.
"D-Dimitri." Robert whimpered.
"Where is he?" Frank sat back down, growing calm.
"I-I don't know." Robert gulped again.
"You don't know? Do you even care? Your own daughters life is at risk and you don't even care to find out where that bastard is!" Frank raised his voice.
"He said he'd kill me if I did. I'm not the one at fault here." Robert whispered.
"Oh really? Who let a dangerous man into their house knowing fully well that they were a criminal? I know what you do for a job Robert and I could easily let your innocent little daughter know that you're a two-faced little liar so cut the shit." Frank said. He looked at Y/N and smirked.
What did I miss?, Y/N thought.
"You wouldn't dare." Robert gained confidence and looked at Frank straight in the eyes and dared him.
"Oh but I would. Your perfect little world will collapse and you can do nothing about it." Frank said. His voice was filled with unusual joy. Mrs. Fairchild turned two shades paler.
"You leave my daughter out of this." Robert got up and left.
"It's too late. Little Tricky and her friends are all in danger. Targeted. The government is watching their every move." Frank had forgotten that Y/N was still there.
"The government is protecting them." Robert stood face to face with Frank.
"Lies." Frank hissed.
Y/N sat in confusion.
Being targeted, her dad isn't dead, her dad is also a psychopath and killed her best friend's dad, and now Tricky's dad isn't who she thought he was.
Y/N'a head pounded. She couldn't process anything. It was all happening too fast. Too soon.
"I'm only protecting my daughter and wife." Robert continued.
"Are you? Do they know about your secret life? The life that put them into danger." Frank exposed Robert.
"I have nothing to hide." Robert gulped and looked away.
"You piece of shit. Let's go Y/N." Frank drank the whiskey in one gulp and pulled Y/N up.
Y/N remained mute. She looked at Mrs. Fairchild with remorse.
Frank pulled her into the car.
He got into the car and exhaled deeply.
"I'll explain everything later. But first, we're taking a trip down memory lane."
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A/N: This chapter is veryyyy confusing but it will all make sense in the next. Keep in mind that this is still a Frank x Reader book and Frank is a little emotionally unstable (If you couldn't already tell).
I know it went from Frank and Y/N's toxic relationship to murders, undead father, and lots of unexpected things that you wouldn't normally find in other Frank x Reader books and I'm trying to get it back on track.
Reminder: This is a slow-burn book so it'll take awhile for the whole relationship to form.
