It was shit like this that really pissed me off. Not to mention that I already have an uncontrollable temper sometimes. I've gotten better… a little bit. But when that fucking blondie would smile at me like that it felt like my fucking heart would stop. So I barged out of the living room to distract myself with food and Mr. Hawkins.

It felt fuckin weird when I started living in the house about three years back. Me and Virgil fought like cats N' dogs and I don't really blame the twerp. I had "accidently" set his bed on fire so I guess I deserved the damp sheets the next morning. I really don't remember the turning point in the fucked up relationship but it happened after I got piss ass drunk about two years back. I sire as hell don't know what I said but apparently we were ok now. Tch, whatever fine with me.

I grabbed two pieces of triple chocolate cake and kick the fridge closed, getting a raised eyebrow from Mr. H. It still amazes me how one eyebrow can make me feel ashamed when I never really gave a crap about anything back in the day. 'Sorry sir…' I mumbled quietly and he simply smiled and me and went back to his paper. I sighed and heard some obnoxious laughter drift into the room.

O yeah… the danm Foley kid. God if there was one thing that got under my skin it was him! With his obnoxious laughter, his stupid tech speak, the way his fuckin eyes would light up when he was happy… Fuck I was in deep. I frowned and remembered the reason the blondie was over so late today. Apparently the kids fuckbuddy- I mean boyfriend, was making out with so chick downtown and the poor kid saw it.

I wanted to find him and personally burn his face off. But I had a nagging suspicion that that action would not grant me instant access to the boys' heart. Believe me I reeeeally want his body in every way imaginable, but I wouldn't mean anything if I didn't have his heart as well… Then the boy wonder stumbles into the kitchen, nearly tripping over his feet as he enters and runs smack dab into me. He lets out a muffled 'Oof!' and backs up a bit grinning sheepishly. 'Sorry 'bout that Frankie...' I snorted 'S'not a bit deal squirt. Ya ain't exactly a force ta be reckoned with ya know?' he grinned at me and I felt my heart nearly stop.

He was so beautiful. No… that's not the right word exactly… 'Hey! Is that for me?' I snapped out of my thoughts, yes ladies and gents I do fuckin think, to see him staring at one of the pieces of cake in my hands. I actually got them both for me but… 'Here squirt, get some meat on yer bones willya?' I mumbled holding out the bigger piece for him. He took it and gave me another dazzling smile and said in a happy tone 'Thanks Frankie!' and then he dashed back into the living room… Oohhhh I was in soo fuckin deep...