When I'm gone just carry on, chapter 6
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Why could he never shut his fucking mouth? He knew what was waiting for him when he got home. He just sat in the car and looking out the window. Not a word was said except from Zack that played with his toys in the backseat but he just whispered. He looked sad at Kelly.
"Kelly I..." he started.
"Shut up Frank," she said between her teeth and looked out of the window in front of her. She parked the car outside their house and took out Zack, then just walked in to the house. He sat in the car for a while, just thinking about what to say and what he'd done in the park. He looked up at the house and sat in his wheelchair and got in. He looked around for her and found her on the couch, looking straight on the black TV. She looked down when she heard her name.
"How could you do that Frank? It's really nice to know that every one in this fucking world knows what I have done and regret." Her face was sad, and disappointed when she looked at him. He just looked away, he couldn't face her.
"I'm sorry Kelly. I really am." He looked at her again. "You know how I get when I'm in a bad mood. I didn't want it to happen, he just took it wrong when I said that Camill is a good looking woman." He looked at her but then back down at the floor.
They stayed up and talker for a while and then he took out his whiskey bottle after he kissed Zack goodnight.
"Frank Please, stop drinking that shit. I don't want you to be an alcoholic," she begged him but he just looked at her.
"And when did you begun to care of how much I drink?" he just asked and took a drink from his glass. He turned his face to her when she took the bottle and drunk from it, about half on the same time.
"Kelly please you can hurt your self." He took it from her. He didn't like when she was drunk. She could drink just a little bit but not that much.
"Now you know how I feel when you drink frank. Please stop it." She leaned her head on his shoulder. He sat next to her in the couch and put his arm around her.
"Don't be like me Kelly, you know that I love you more than anyone else." He gave her a kiss.
He didn't sleep well that night either. They both had become really drunk and fucked like crazy, but that was not the reason he couldn't sleep. He was thinking too much, about what he did, and why he'd lost it back there in the park. He had his arms around her and held her closer. He tried to sleep but he couldn't. He was also thinking about his problem, he wanted to walk again so he got down in his wheelchair and looked himself into the bathroom. For hours he tried to stand up without any help but he just found himself at the floor all the time. This time he got mad, he tried it again but hit his head on the bathtub and past out on the floor the rest of the night, bleeding from his forehead and looked like he'd been in a fight.
He didn't wake up when Kelly knocked the door. Not until she'd locked up from the outside and put him back to bed. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Ow my head, what happened?" he looked at her and laid his hand on his forehead. He tried to sit up but she held him down.
"It's better if you lay down baby, here take this." She gave him some water and aspirin. "Just rest now okay?" She kissed him and left him in the room. He closed his eyes but after a while he could feel something moving under the cover at Kelly's side. He just smiled and turned around and began to tickle Zack who just laughed.
"Did you want something brother? Or just a fight?" He grinned at him. He looked at the cat that he held. "Oh I see you found Frankito." Frankito was his cat. He first thought it was a boy, 'cause Kelly said so, but when it got kittens he understood that he was a she but she had to keep the name Frankito, she was an old cat now. He smiled and looked after the cat when she run out the door and got Zack over him.
"Oh no, Zack attacks me o now he's winning. Ooooooohh!" he just laid still, like he was dead.
"Daddy? Daddy are you dead?" Zack just smiled and tried to wake him up by pushing him. But he didn't move. And then all of a sudden he woke up, screamed and took his hands on Zack's arms. Zack was scared as hell and screamed and begun to cry. He tried not to laugh but it was funny. He put his arms around him to comfort him.
"I'm sorry Zack, it was just a joke."
"You're stupid!" Zack hit him in his head.
"Zack, don't go around and hurt people, I said I was sorry okay?" Zack just nodded and gave him a hug.
"Do you want to sleep in here with daddy or go out and play with mommy? Tell her that I said it." he looked after him and laid down on his back again. He wondered what his life would be to live without them. He couldn't imagine a life without them.
"Kelly I..." he started.
"Shut up Frank," she said between her teeth and looked out of the window in front of her. She parked the car outside their house and took out Zack, then just walked in to the house. He sat in the car for a while, just thinking about what to say and what he'd done in the park. He looked up at the house and sat in his wheelchair and got in. He looked around for her and found her on the couch, looking straight on the black TV. She looked down when she heard her name.
"How could you do that Frank? It's really nice to know that every one in this fucking world knows what I have done and regret." Her face was sad, and disappointed when she looked at him. He just looked away, he couldn't face her.
"I'm sorry Kelly. I really am." He looked at her again. "You know how I get when I'm in a bad mood. I didn't want it to happen, he just took it wrong when I said that Camill is a good looking woman." He looked at her but then back down at the floor.
They stayed up and talker for a while and then he took out his whiskey bottle after he kissed Zack goodnight.
"Frank Please, stop drinking that shit. I don't want you to be an alcoholic," she begged him but he just looked at her.
"And when did you begun to care of how much I drink?" he just asked and took a drink from his glass. He turned his face to her when she took the bottle and drunk from it, about half on the same time.
"Kelly please you can hurt your self." He took it from her. He didn't like when she was drunk. She could drink just a little bit but not that much.
"Now you know how I feel when you drink frank. Please stop it." She leaned her head on his shoulder. He sat next to her in the couch and put his arm around her.
"Don't be like me Kelly, you know that I love you more than anyone else." He gave her a kiss.
He didn't sleep well that night either. They both had become really drunk and fucked like crazy, but that was not the reason he couldn't sleep. He was thinking too much, about what he did, and why he'd lost it back there in the park. He had his arms around her and held her closer. He tried to sleep but he couldn't. He was also thinking about his problem, he wanted to walk again so he got down in his wheelchair and looked himself into the bathroom. For hours he tried to stand up without any help but he just found himself at the floor all the time. This time he got mad, he tried it again but hit his head on the bathtub and past out on the floor the rest of the night, bleeding from his forehead and looked like he'd been in a fight.
He didn't wake up when Kelly knocked the door. Not until she'd locked up from the outside and put him back to bed. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Ow my head, what happened?" he looked at her and laid his hand on his forehead. He tried to sit up but she held him down.
"It's better if you lay down baby, here take this." She gave him some water and aspirin. "Just rest now okay?" She kissed him and left him in the room. He closed his eyes but after a while he could feel something moving under the cover at Kelly's side. He just smiled and turned around and began to tickle Zack who just laughed.
"Did you want something brother? Or just a fight?" He grinned at him. He looked at the cat that he held. "Oh I see you found Frankito." Frankito was his cat. He first thought it was a boy, 'cause Kelly said so, but when it got kittens he understood that he was a she but she had to keep the name Frankito, she was an old cat now. He smiled and looked after the cat when she run out the door and got Zack over him.
"Oh no, Zack attacks me o now he's winning. Ooooooohh!" he just laid still, like he was dead.
"Daddy? Daddy are you dead?" Zack just smiled and tried to wake him up by pushing him. But he didn't move. And then all of a sudden he woke up, screamed and took his hands on Zack's arms. Zack was scared as hell and screamed and begun to cry. He tried not to laugh but it was funny. He put his arms around him to comfort him.
"I'm sorry Zack, it was just a joke."
"You're stupid!" Zack hit him in his head.
"Zack, don't go around and hurt people, I said I was sorry okay?" Zack just nodded and gave him a hug.
"Do you want to sleep in here with daddy or go out and play with mommy? Tell her that I said it." he looked after him and laid down on his back again. He wondered what his life would be to live without them. He couldn't imagine a life without them.
