"Okay, frank, you've been doing so well for the past two months," Mr. Stump said with a smile.I gave my best fake smile, charming him. If I can prove to him that I'm fine then I can get out of here.
"I wanna talk about something we haven't talked about before," he said.
I looked at him in confusion. What is there that we haven't talked about in the past nine fucking years?
"Can you tell me about your father?" He asked.
I froze, feeling a bit of bile in the back of my throat.
I shook my head stiffly.
"Not at all?" Mr. Stump questioned.
I shook my head again.
I don't even want to fucking think about him.
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I still can't believe Gee told me he loved me. I haven't heard that since my mom told me when I was eight. After that, she was more scared of me than affectionate towards me.
I think I loved Gee. I mean, I don't really know what love feels like. But all I know is that I feel slightly obsessed so I guess that's love.
"'Gmorning," Gee mumbled tiredly.
He rubbed his bleary eyes, his head still against my chest. He had fallen back asleep for about an hour and a half after the police left. Gee looked up at me, giving me a small smile and leaning up to kiss my jaw.
"Morning, baby," I greeted.
He yawned, stretching out his arms. I kissed his forehead and he curled into a little ball in my arms. His eyes were less puffy now than they were before, which was a very good thing. I kissed his temple softly and he giggled.
"What do you wanna do today?" I asked.
"Cuddle," he said, wrapping his arms around me.
Gee buried his face into the crook of my neck, humming quietly and contently. I wrapped my arms around him, hearing him sigh happily.
"Actually, can we go out today?" He asked.
"I don't know if that's a very good idea with the police," I said.
Gee frowned but nodded sadly.
"I wanted a new dress," he said. "I was gonna get dressed up all pretty for you."
"All pretty, huh?" I asked.
He smiled and nodded. I smirked, trailing my hand up his thigh, feeling the soft material of his onesie.
"Dress up all for me, sweetheart?" I whispered.
I heard his breath hitch as he nodded.
"How about I go out and buy you a pretty little outfit to wear, yeah?" I suggested.
Gee smiled and nodded quickly. I scooped him up in my arms as he giggled and I carried him downstairs. I chained him to his bed, giving him a kiss.
"Daddy will be back soon," I said.
"Bye bye, daddy!" Gee called after me.
I walked upstairs, getting into my car and driving away. The shop i wanted to go to wasn't open so I went to a little café right down the street. I stepped inside, looking over the shelves full of pastries.
"Can I help you, sir?" The worker asked.
I glanced up at her before l looked back down at the cases. What would Gee like?
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The Infamy of Frank Iero (frerard)
Fanfiction"Oh, it's you, the sad boy." People know Frank Iero, they all use his name in vain. Well, not his name, per se. It's more like his alias. Fun Ghoul is what people most commonly know him as. His infamy reins on with every life he takes. A small boy b...