Love Is Faith, chapter 3
*The Next Morning*
I slowly oppened my eyes as I was wrapped in Frank's arms with his chin resting on my head. I smiled and snuggled up close to him gently kissing his uncovered chest.
Frank woke up. He looked down to me. "Good morning babe." He said lovingly as he kissed my head and then started to stroke it.
"Good morning." I said back to him. I loved the feeling of him stroking my head and his warm body up against me.
"So...am I oficcialy your new boyfriend now?" He questioned me.
"Yes, you are. Thank you for treating me with respect Frank. Thanks also for going gentle on me last night, I really aprecciat it." I said to Frank as he smiled at me.
Frank smiled at me. "I would do anything for you since you always have to put up with Dave's shit all the time.
"Your so nice Frank, thanks for letting me stay here." I said
"No problem, anytime." He replied to me. Frank got out from the bed.
"Do you want some coffee?" He asked me as he put some pants on.
"Yeah, that would be great." I replied with a smile.
Frank got dressed and wallked downstairs and made the coffee. He is so sweet. I love him so much. But then something poped up into my mind...Dave. I forgot all about him, oh God I hope he doesn't find me and kill me. I also remembered that I have to get my stuff from his house and bring it here, but I didn't know how...
We sat down and had our coffee. Frank was reading the news paper. I kept looking down in depression thinking of what to do. Frank looked at me. "Whats wrong Carol?" Frank asked me with concern. I looked up at him and then looked back down.
"Umm, I'm worried. I want to be with you Frank, I really do. I was just thinking of how to get my important stuff from mine and Dave's house, since I'm going to be here for a while. But I'm afraid that he's over there waiting for me. He might try to hurt me badly." I was really scared. Frank could see it.
Frank had a sad look on his face. He walked over to me and gave me a loving hug. I wrapped my hands around his body. He rubbed my back up and down. "I'll come with you, and if he tries to hurt you, he will have to deal with me." Frank assured me. I looked up at him and smile, he smiled back and kissed me on the lips. I smiled against his lips.
We broke apart and looked at each other. "Oh! Aren't we going to see your sister at the hospital today, or tonight?" I questioned him.
"Oh Yeah! Shit. I forgot all about her. Well, Lets first go and visit my sister for a couple of hours, then we can go and get your stuff." Frank started. "Then after we get back from the hospital, maybe if you can play me a little song on one of my guitar, I'll let you have one."
I had an exiting look on my face. "Really? All I have to do is play a song for you and you will give me a guitar?" I questioned.
"And come into the hot tub with me." Frank added raising his eyebrow.
"Oh so thats how you want it huh?" I grinned.
"You got that right." He replied.
"Okay Frank."
We walked out of the house and went into Frank's Black Toyota Sequoia and drove off to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital. Frank parked into the driveway. I oppened the car door and shut it and so did Frank. "How badly is your sister hurt?" I questioned him.
"Pretty bad." He replied as he locked the car not looking up. "She was cut really bad. She said she really couldn't tell what the guy looked like, but she said he had a tattoo that said Sex Pistols." He replied to me.
Dave has a tattoo like that too. I started to get a little worried. "On what part of the body was the tattoo on exactly?" I asked him.
"I don't know, you can ask her when we get up there if you want."
I thought for a moment. "Come on, lets go." Frank and I started walking into the hospital.
When we walked in, we saw the saddest thing. We saw several kids with broken arms and legs, and they we crying for their parents. There was alot of sick people there, it was terrible. We went into the elevator. Frank pushed number 9 on the buttons.
We got out of the elevator. Frank took out a paper from his poket. "We have to go to room 576." We walked down the hall. We were walking for like 10 minutes and then finnaly found the room. Frank oppened the door slowly.
I saw his sister in terrible pain. She had like at least a dozen wires on her body and she had bruses on her face and bandages on her arms and there was a sack of blood hanging from a pole above her head.
Frank went over to his poor sister. "Hey Ashly." He softly said with tears in his eyes as he hugged her lightly and smiled slightly.
"Hey bro." She said softly hugging him back. He let go and turned to me.
"Oh, this is my girlfriend Carol." Frank said turning to me.
I walked up to her. "Hello, nice to meet you Carol." she said softly as she shook my hand.
"Nice to meet you too Ashly." I replied with a smile.
"Im so sorry what happened, I told Frank that I would come up here with him to see you." I said.
"Thats very nice." She replied.
I just remembered the question that I wanted to ask her. I walked over to the chair next to her bed and sat down. "Ashly, I'm very curious. Frank said you were raped bye a guy that had a Sex Pistols tattoo. Were exactly was the tattoo? On which part of his body? Im just wondering this because my EX boyfriend had the same tattoo and he is such an asshole to me and I just wanted to make sure that it wans't him that raped you." I explained rather quickly. "Oh, and tell me what he looked like." I added.
Ashly thought for a momment. "Um...well, his eyes were hazel and he had light brown hair with a strips of black on the bangs, and his brand of shoes were Nike, and the tattoo was on his arm. He also was rugged." She explaind.
I froze in fear, It WAS Dave.
I slowly oppened my eyes as I was wrapped in Frank's arms with his chin resting on my head. I smiled and snuggled up close to him gently kissing his uncovered chest.
Frank woke up. He looked down to me. "Good morning babe." He said lovingly as he kissed my head and then started to stroke it.
"Good morning." I said back to him. I loved the feeling of him stroking my head and his warm body up against me.
"So...am I oficcialy your new boyfriend now?" He questioned me.
"Yes, you are. Thank you for treating me with respect Frank. Thanks also for going gentle on me last night, I really aprecciat it." I said to Frank as he smiled at me.
Frank smiled at me. "I would do anything for you since you always have to put up with Dave's shit all the time.
"Your so nice Frank, thanks for letting me stay here." I said
"No problem, anytime." He replied to me. Frank got out from the bed.
"Do you want some coffee?" He asked me as he put some pants on.
"Yeah, that would be great." I replied with a smile.
Frank got dressed and wallked downstairs and made the coffee. He is so sweet. I love him so much. But then something poped up into my mind...Dave. I forgot all about him, oh God I hope he doesn't find me and kill me. I also remembered that I have to get my stuff from his house and bring it here, but I didn't know how...
We sat down and had our coffee. Frank was reading the news paper. I kept looking down in depression thinking of what to do. Frank looked at me. "Whats wrong Carol?" Frank asked me with concern. I looked up at him and then looked back down.
"Umm, I'm worried. I want to be with you Frank, I really do. I was just thinking of how to get my important stuff from mine and Dave's house, since I'm going to be here for a while. But I'm afraid that he's over there waiting for me. He might try to hurt me badly." I was really scared. Frank could see it.
Frank had a sad look on his face. He walked over to me and gave me a loving hug. I wrapped my hands around his body. He rubbed my back up and down. "I'll come with you, and if he tries to hurt you, he will have to deal with me." Frank assured me. I looked up at him and smile, he smiled back and kissed me on the lips. I smiled against his lips.
We broke apart and looked at each other. "Oh! Aren't we going to see your sister at the hospital today, or tonight?" I questioned him.
"Oh Yeah! Shit. I forgot all about her. Well, Lets first go and visit my sister for a couple of hours, then we can go and get your stuff." Frank started. "Then after we get back from the hospital, maybe if you can play me a little song on one of my guitar, I'll let you have one."
I had an exiting look on my face. "Really? All I have to do is play a song for you and you will give me a guitar?" I questioned.
"And come into the hot tub with me." Frank added raising his eyebrow.
"Oh so thats how you want it huh?" I grinned.
"You got that right." He replied.
"Okay Frank."
We walked out of the house and went into Frank's Black Toyota Sequoia and drove off to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital. Frank parked into the driveway. I oppened the car door and shut it and so did Frank. "How badly is your sister hurt?" I questioned him.
"Pretty bad." He replied as he locked the car not looking up. "She was cut really bad. She said she really couldn't tell what the guy looked like, but she said he had a tattoo that said Sex Pistols." He replied to me.
Dave has a tattoo like that too. I started to get a little worried. "On what part of the body was the tattoo on exactly?" I asked him.
"I don't know, you can ask her when we get up there if you want."
I thought for a moment. "Come on, lets go." Frank and I started walking into the hospital.
When we walked in, we saw the saddest thing. We saw several kids with broken arms and legs, and they we crying for their parents. There was alot of sick people there, it was terrible. We went into the elevator. Frank pushed number 9 on the buttons.
We got out of the elevator. Frank took out a paper from his poket. "We have to go to room 576." We walked down the hall. We were walking for like 10 minutes and then finnaly found the room. Frank oppened the door slowly.
I saw his sister in terrible pain. She had like at least a dozen wires on her body and she had bruses on her face and bandages on her arms and there was a sack of blood hanging from a pole above her head.
Frank went over to his poor sister. "Hey Ashly." He softly said with tears in his eyes as he hugged her lightly and smiled slightly.
"Hey bro." She said softly hugging him back. He let go and turned to me.
"Oh, this is my girlfriend Carol." Frank said turning to me.
I walked up to her. "Hello, nice to meet you Carol." she said softly as she shook my hand.
"Nice to meet you too Ashly." I replied with a smile.
"Im so sorry what happened, I told Frank that I would come up here with him to see you." I said.
"Thats very nice." She replied.
I just remembered the question that I wanted to ask her. I walked over to the chair next to her bed and sat down. "Ashly, I'm very curious. Frank said you were raped bye a guy that had a Sex Pistols tattoo. Were exactly was the tattoo? On which part of his body? Im just wondering this because my EX boyfriend had the same tattoo and he is such an asshole to me and I just wanted to make sure that it wans't him that raped you." I explained rather quickly. "Oh, and tell me what he looked like." I added.
Ashly thought for a momment. "Um...well, his eyes were hazel and he had light brown hair with a strips of black on the bangs, and his brand of shoes were Nike, and the tattoo was on his arm. He also was rugged." She explaind.
I froze in fear, It WAS Dave.
