Mini stared out into the darkness of her bedroom as Franky whispered to her from the makeshift bed on the floor; told her about the church she, Liv and Matty had broken into, how Liv had come up behind her, started slowly touching her. She confided that she probably would not have had the courage thing to stop Liv if the old lady with the shotgun hadn't turned up at that moment.
Mini also heard about the clearing in the forest; flies being unzipped and dresses being hiked up under the leafy canopy, and didn't that make her uncomfortable. She could only finally relax when she knew that Franky hadn't been able to go through with it, had run away, Matty hadn't hurt her.
She felt the bed shift, her heart beating as Franky moved up to lay beside her, breath caressing her neck in the dark, and she couldn't help thinking that it should have been her in the church, running her fingers though Franky's hair, whispering to her and kissing that spit right behind her ear. It should have been her in the forest, slowly and deeply kissing Franky, sliding her hand over bare thighs and idly toying with her panty line. After all, this was Franky, she deserved so much more than to be the thing that saved someone else's relationship, or a quick fling on a forest floor. She deserved a real bed; kind of like the one they were both on right now.
Mini sighed and shifted, Franky's deep breaths telling Mini that she was already asleep. It was going to be a long night.
Hi! Welcome to me, this is my first ever published piece; I finally found the courage after watching the entirety of season five. How amazing is it? I can't say I approve of Matty/Franky, Minky is a lot better.
Anyway, thank you for reading my story please let me know what you think. Also, I didn't have a Beta, so please let me know if there are any mistakes. Thanks again!
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