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Frank lay nestled amongst the sheets, not willing to face the world around him. Purely content to lay in his comfortable cocoon that he had surrounded himself within. He ignored the world around him. He ignored the gossiping of the other fertiles’ just beyond the reach of his door. He ignored the insistent knocking that he was sure was from Mikey, or Alexandra. The only time he would show sign of life was when he had to get up to coo to the little girl that was his daughter and he cherished more than life itself. This little girl was now his only link to the Dom that was away at war. Gerard the man he loved.

Frank was rudely awoken by the striping of his sheets. Sitting up with intent to kill he looked into the worried eyes of his fellow Fertile. Those hazel eyes that were masked behind the glasses and the mousy brown hair. The worry was etched onto the rest of the angular face as well.
“Frankie, I know that you miss Gerard, but you can’t allow yourself to waste away like this. Gerard wouldn’t want that, he would want to come home to the strong Fertile that he left knowing that he would look after the house and his daughter.” Frank cast his gaze downward avoiding eye contact with Mikey, as he knew the Fertile before him was right. But it was so hard to motivate yourself when all you wanted to do was crawl into a hole and die.

“That is easier said than die Michael” Frank muttered trying to scavenge the sheets out of Mikey’s hand. Mikey withdrew his hand further away so that Frank was unable to try and reconstruct his cocoon.

“No Frank you need to get up, pull yourself together and actually do something, stop moping around and actually be yourself and not some whiny little girl.” Mikey hissed at Frank who recoiled from the taller Fertile. “Get up, get dressed then head downstairs with Bandit and get some Breakfast.” Mikey ordered pushing Frank into his closet to cloth himself.

Frank pulled on a pair of Gerard’s sweat pants, and one of his log shirts which dangled off of Frank’s small frame. He padded over to the cot and pulled his daughter into his arms and she gripped onto him in a tight hug and cooed to him softly. He smiled softly at his daughter and began his tentative trek downstairs. He tried to refrain from noting on the eyes that wandered after him, watching his every move as though he was a porcelain doll and they were waiting for him to break. He knew that all of them thought lowly of him for being weak. That they all had to say goodbye to someone, but they didn’t understand just how much he need Gerard there with him, he didn’t want to be alone. He couldn’t handle the world alone again. He had, had to face that before he met Gerard, and he didn’t want to face it again. The very thought was something that he couldn’t bare. It was this thought that had him hiding under his sheets for the past week. Hiding from the world.

Turning the corner into the kitchen he came face to face with Alexandra, and he knew she wouldn’t be happy with him hiding in his room the entirety of the past week. The look in her eyes was enough for him to know that he was in a lot of trouble for not being present. He side stepped her and tried to go and hide over by Mikey as he was preparing some food for Frank. He was intercepted however and tugged off into the dining room. He followed timidly behind the enraged female fertile. He kept his gaze down casted as to not have to face looking into her eyes and seeing the disappointment he new would be coating them.

“Frank, I know that you have been hurting but you can’t just run away and hide like that o-“

“Look I already hade this lecture from Michael I don’t need it again” he hissed turning on his heel and heading back into the kitchen with Mikey, who placed down the breakfast of waffles onto the island for Frank.

Placing the little girl tentatively into the high chair Frank sat down near her and began to nibble at the food placed before him, he knew that I was delicious and one of his favourite meals but he just couldn’t bring himself to eat like he normally would in this circumstance. He just took little bites and chewed as slowly as he could, he didn’t want to be here and he made it evident with his silence and the lack of eye contact that he made with anyone in the room. He felt the presence of the Younger Way hovering around him, eyeing him and assuring that he finished the meal. He could also feel the gaze of Jimmy boring into his back as he eyed him up to assess the emotions and the situation at hand. He felt the ticking tomb bomb that was his anger getting ready to explode. The gossiping fertiles are what set the bomb off.

“ Why don’t you all just shut up and mind your own business, I am not some circus animal that you can gawk at, go get a life and get over yourself” he growled out to them his glare harsh as he turned and glanced over them all. He saw the wide eyes staring at him in fascination and he growled, pulling Bandit from her high chair he pushed past them and stomped back up the stairs.
“When I next come back down, why don’t you mind your own business and but out of mine. My life is mine and not yours so go shove your curiosity up your ass.” He growled and slammed the door to his room behind him. He knew that after his little outburst, they would assume him to be fine. But he couldn’t help but wonder.

How long it would be before they could see through the lies he was feeding them.


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hey guys i am soo sorry that it ook so long, but i was in the hospital so i was unable to get this chapter up, but it is up now. please do comment i do read them and appreciate to know what you people out there think of the story, if there is anything that i could improve on, i am all ears and thankyou for taking the time to read it and once again sooo sorry it took soo long to get out.