Page 66 of Owned By Frank

I open my eyes quickly and see it.

- Where the hell were you, Frank? - my voice sounds annoying.

He tries to talk but then I see her, Scartlett comes out from behind and my whole world falls apart, Nathalie was right, they had a relationship.

I feel my heart squeezing as I watch her do it, wiping her lips with her tongue. I feel a pressure on my chest as I imagine the worst.

I look at Frank with disappointment and he tries to touch me.

- It is not what...

- Fuck you – I cut him off.

To finish, I push it hard, making him go backwards. I just turn around and start walking in a hurry.

Cry? Ha! I don't think so.

I walk towards the dance floor and as I continue to approach I see the dark man, he dances to slow music with the redhead. I reach them and without further ado I pull Dante with great force making these two separate.

The redhead squeaks but I don't give it a second thought. I drag Dante away while Frank continues to shout my name from behind, trying at all costs to reach me.

We enter the hotel and get into the first elevator. When Frank thinks of entering, I press the button and the doors close, preventing him from entering.

- Now what happened? - Dante asks with some discomfort.

I don't answer, we both continue in complete silence.

The doors open and we leave at a fast pace. Frank gets out of the second elevator.

- Let me fucking explain! - intercedes for me.

- I said go fuck yourself! - I push him.

- Nothing happened! - He holds me by the shoulders.

- I don't want to know anyway! - I try to free myself from his grip.

- But you have to know! You know I won't leave you alone until you listen to me!

- And what are you going to tell me?! God, I'm not stupid Frank! - I hold my forehead with both hands.

- I know! You are not! And for that very reason you must listen to me!

- This is uncomfortable... - we both turn around and look at Dante.

He looks at us with some discomfort.

- What are you doing here? - says Frank with displeasure.

Dante rolls his eyes and turns around and then enters his room.

Frank holds my hand and drags us both into the room.

With force I let go of his grip and cross my arms. He shakes his hair with his hands and looks at me seriously.

- Listen...

- I listen. - I say firm.