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I'm sorry I did not mean to hurt my little girl
0 ReviewsFrank says the words Blair wants
Blair's P.O.V
WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?
I slammed the door, he saw me in just a t-shirt. His favourite Iron Maiden band tee and nothing else. Well except for those black lacy boylegs he loved to see me in. I looked through the peephole in the door and saw him standing there dumbstruck. I should answer the door let him in and talk. He can wait though. I went back upstairs and into my bedroom. I picked up a pair of black skinny jeans and pulled them on along with my black ugg boots, I towel dried my newly dyed brunette hair and pulled it into a messy ponytail and wandered back downstairs and opened the door. We stood there staring at each other in silence for a few moments, he started to speak but I cut him off.
"You left, you left me a letter. And then no word, not one for 3 years Frank. 3 years have gone past and I havent heard from you once" I said trying to control the shaking in my voice. I watched him as he looked shamefully and guiltily at his shoes. "You broke my heart Frank. You destroyed me." I said before breaking down and sitting on the stoop holding my head in my hands crying my eyes out.
Frank's P.O.V
I watched as Blair collapsed onto the steps and began to cry. I stood there awkwardly. I didn't really know what to do. I mean she wasn't my fiancee anymore, she wasnt even my girlfriend. I didn't even know if we were friends. I may as well give it a shot though. I sat down beside Blair and tentively wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She continued to sob as I patted her shoulder gently and awkwardly. Around ten minutes passed before I could actually speak to her without her breaking into a fresh crying jag. I sat silently for a few seconds not knowing what to say in response to my "destroying" of her. It's true I did destroy her I can see the pain in her eyes and she's never going to know how much it killed me to leave her and go with the band. I decided I better start with apologising to her first.
"Blair" I said quietly yet with calm. "I'm sorry for what I did. Words can't describe how guilty I feel over what I did to you. I didnt want to leave you. But I had to go, for the guys for myself. I knew the price I was going to have to pay for leaving you behind and I paid it everyday. Not a day has gone by since the day I left you that I havent thought of you or felt guilty over the way I treated you. I cried myself to sleep for 6 months after leaving coz I missed you so much" I said seriously. She stared at me, I couldnt read her eyes they were filled with too much hurt and pain to get a clear enough reaction from her. I watched her silently for a few moments not really knowing what to say to her or whether I had said enough to her already.
Blair's P.O.V.
I listened to Frank as he spoke. I had been waiting so long to hear those words from him. Words acknowledging the pain he had caused me. I sat there quietly for a few moments not really knowing how to cope. I got up slowly and walked back inside. I grabbed my wallet from where I'd left it on the coffee table when I had got in earlier. I kicked off my uggs and pulled on my favourite pair of vans along with my favourite black and white checkered hoodie. I walked back outside. I saw Frank sitting dejectedly on my front stoop.
"Hey Frank, lets get some coffee and talk about this more. I still think we have a lot of things to talk about that we can't do here. My dad's in bed and I dont want him to wake up and see you cause well he'll be like he always was with you. Chummy" I said spitting out the last word as if it were something dirty. "And I don't think you deserve that." I said with a finality.
"Understandable" Frank said standing up. "Where do you want to go then to talk?" he said standing awkwardly with his hands in the pocket of his hoodie.
"Where we always go to talk" I said with a slight grin on my lips. Frank smiled back slightly and began to walk with me up the street.
"Starbucks it is"
WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?
I slammed the door, he saw me in just a t-shirt. His favourite Iron Maiden band tee and nothing else. Well except for those black lacy boylegs he loved to see me in. I looked through the peephole in the door and saw him standing there dumbstruck. I should answer the door let him in and talk. He can wait though. I went back upstairs and into my bedroom. I picked up a pair of black skinny jeans and pulled them on along with my black ugg boots, I towel dried my newly dyed brunette hair and pulled it into a messy ponytail and wandered back downstairs and opened the door. We stood there staring at each other in silence for a few moments, he started to speak but I cut him off.
"You left, you left me a letter. And then no word, not one for 3 years Frank. 3 years have gone past and I havent heard from you once" I said trying to control the shaking in my voice. I watched him as he looked shamefully and guiltily at his shoes. "You broke my heart Frank. You destroyed me." I said before breaking down and sitting on the stoop holding my head in my hands crying my eyes out.
Frank's P.O.V
I watched as Blair collapsed onto the steps and began to cry. I stood there awkwardly. I didn't really know what to do. I mean she wasn't my fiancee anymore, she wasnt even my girlfriend. I didn't even know if we were friends. I may as well give it a shot though. I sat down beside Blair and tentively wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She continued to sob as I patted her shoulder gently and awkwardly. Around ten minutes passed before I could actually speak to her without her breaking into a fresh crying jag. I sat silently for a few seconds not knowing what to say in response to my "destroying" of her. It's true I did destroy her I can see the pain in her eyes and she's never going to know how much it killed me to leave her and go with the band. I decided I better start with apologising to her first.
"Blair" I said quietly yet with calm. "I'm sorry for what I did. Words can't describe how guilty I feel over what I did to you. I didnt want to leave you. But I had to go, for the guys for myself. I knew the price I was going to have to pay for leaving you behind and I paid it everyday. Not a day has gone by since the day I left you that I havent thought of you or felt guilty over the way I treated you. I cried myself to sleep for 6 months after leaving coz I missed you so much" I said seriously. She stared at me, I couldnt read her eyes they were filled with too much hurt and pain to get a clear enough reaction from her. I watched her silently for a few moments not really knowing what to say to her or whether I had said enough to her already.
Blair's P.O.V.
I listened to Frank as he spoke. I had been waiting so long to hear those words from him. Words acknowledging the pain he had caused me. I sat there quietly for a few moments not really knowing how to cope. I got up slowly and walked back inside. I grabbed my wallet from where I'd left it on the coffee table when I had got in earlier. I kicked off my uggs and pulled on my favourite pair of vans along with my favourite black and white checkered hoodie. I walked back outside. I saw Frank sitting dejectedly on my front stoop.
"Hey Frank, lets get some coffee and talk about this more. I still think we have a lot of things to talk about that we can't do here. My dad's in bed and I dont want him to wake up and see you cause well he'll be like he always was with you. Chummy" I said spitting out the last word as if it were something dirty. "And I don't think you deserve that." I said with a finality.
"Understandable" Frank said standing up. "Where do you want to go then to talk?" he said standing awkwardly with his hands in the pocket of his hoodie.
"Where we always go to talk" I said with a slight grin on my lips. Frank smiled back slightly and began to walk with me up the street.
"Starbucks it is"
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