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Dusk

Chapter Two

Adam sat next to me at the bar drinking his beer. His dark hair was tousled seeing, as I'd woke him up from a nap at nine-thirty in the evening. It made no sense to me that he would take a nap so late, but he wasn't exactly the average Joe. He was like the exact opposite of most people some times. He slept while people were awake; he was like a vampire without fangs. I chuckled as he took another swig of his drink.

"Aren't you going to get something to drink, I mean you are at a bar Frankie." He cocked his head in my direction eyeing me. "Are this girls friends hot?" He asked his gaze skimming over the female population that stood in groups.

"I'm waiting a little while before I even get close to getting trashed." I answered taking some of the peanuts that were in a dish on the bar. He looked as if he was waiting for me to answer another question. In all honesty I didn't know how to answer his other question so I just went with an assumption. "Her friends are smoking, maybe you'll get lucky." That answer satisfied him as he took a giant handful of peanuts and washed them down with his beer.

"You look awfully lonely," a voice on the other side of me said. Vanessa was leaning over the counter placing an order when I looked over at her. Her dark brown hair was in loose waves and hung down her back. The lace camisole and skinny jeans hugged her in all of the right places. "Take a picture it'll last longer." She smirked handing me a bottle.

She was sharp, and she drank. This was definitely my kind of girl.

"Well you know I was waiting on this really hot date, but I think she stood me up." I took a drink glancing over at her. She'd made herself comfortable on the barstool next to mine. Leaning onto her elbow she examined me with a satisfied smirk.

"What a bitch." She laughed brushing a few strands of hair from her face with a free hand.

"That's what I thought."

"You brought a wingman?" Vanessa questioned gesturing to Adam that sat in a daze on the other side of me.

"Tell me you brought a friend."

"She's right over there." She nodded towards a blonde with mildly short hair was exiting from the bathroom.

Taking a drink she stood up motioning for her friend to come to her. She snaked through the crowd and sighed a breath of relief once she reached Vanessa. "Kate, Frankie, Frankie Kate." She motioned with her hand after taking a quick drink.

I smiled giving a small wave. "Finally a vagina." Adam said lightly next to me. I resisted the urge to break out in a loud laugh.

"Kate this is my friend Adam." I signaled as he swung around in his seat.

"Hi Adam," she smiled tucking some hair behind her ear.

I turned my back on the two of them when he asked her if he could buy her a drink. "So tell me about yourself."

Looking over to me she paused for a moment grabbing the barstool next to me once more. "Well I'm an Aries, twenty-two years old, single, and a religious studies major. How about you?"

"That tells me a lot." I snorted finishing the rest of my beer. She was a pretty open person though, she didn't seem like she was scared to take charge of any situation. "Since you gave me so much information I thought I'd win you over by telling you I'm a Scorpio. I'm twenty-five, attached, and a criminal justice major."

Her face paled when I said I was attached. "I'm just kidding, I've been single for a while."

"Jerk," she slapped my arm downing the rest of her drink.

Thus began our conversation of why we were both single. Not a typical conversation I know, but I don't think we're necessarily typical people. We seemed to mesh well, and I had just met her that day. It's not something I can say about everyone I've met.

Vanessa was single, because she just hadn't found the right guy yet. She went on about how they wanted someone who they could boss around and she most definitely wasn't the type of person to get bossed around. She had a very distinct personality, and the minute they went to complain about it they were history to her. She didn't put up with shit.

The more she talked, the more I liked her. She was a character, and quite the catch in my opinion.

She sympathized when I discussed what my Mom had done. She was just different.

At the end of the night we exchanged numbers and with that I was gone.

"You two seemed quite chummy." Adam said rolling down the window to my car. I could almost detect a little bit of jealousy in his voice. I guess he and Kate didn't hit it off extremely well. I shrugged as I pulled through the green light to get onto the interstate. "You told me she was bringing friends, as in plural."

"Dude, you're just pissed, because you didn't get fucked." I exclaimed looking over to him for a minute.

"You're right. It's been too long bro I need a good fuck." The alcohol was starting to influence his once intelligent speech. He knew I hated when he referred to me as "bro."

"Well then Adam, it sounds like you need to find a prostitute or a strip club to relieve yourself. Maybe find yourself some good porn to get off on. Seeing as the first one's illegal, the second one would be public indecency, looks like you're going to have to go with option number three." He opened up my glove box, and began to sort through it.

"Dude, what do you think you're doing?" I questioned getting off at the exit to get to his house.

"Do you have any good stuff in here?" His words slurred together slightly.

"What do you mean good stuff, porn?"

"Yeah that stuff Frankster." I rolled my eyes. I had to be tolerant. I was drunk once and he took care of me.

Turning onto Oak Street I passed the dimly lit houses. It was much later then I thought it was. "I don't carry around porn in my car, my collection is in my room." His house was not too far before the cul-de-sac, and there it was 5643 Oak Street. He was home. "Where are your keys?"

Adam searched around in his jean pockets and pulled out a tiny key-chain that contained his house and car keys. Snatching them from him I walked around to get him out of the car. He walked pretty decent for someone who just seemed out of it. He stumbled a few times on the walkway to his house, but he didn't fall.

After I made sure he got inside safely I went home and collapsed in my bed happily.

Abruptly I was woken up when the curtains to my room were opened sending the blinding sun over my bed. "Rise and shine Frankie." Mom had a chipper yet cold tone to her voice.

What did I do now?

Glancing over to my clock it said an early hour of the morning that I wasn't used to waking at. I groaned throwing back the comforter and escorting myself to the shower. I felt disgusting.

After my shower was done I walked to my room with my towel on. I scrounged through a pile of clothes that was on top of my dresser going with the more recent clean things, which happened to be a tee shirt and jeans. I should really get on with doing my laundry. Just because I was living under Mom's roof didn't mean she'd do things like that for me anymore.

I shook my head lightly grabbing my towel from off my bed and throwing it back over the shower rod.

Walking myself to the kitchen I opened the fridge grabbing the milk jug from the top shelf. I lifted myself onto the granite counter opening the jug. I took a long swig of it when I saw Mom out of the corner of my eye tapping her foot impatiently. I'd done something obviously, so I figured I'd go ahead and ask in hopes to clear the air. Living with someone who was pissed at you, not fun.

"What?" I asked putting the cap back onto the milk container.

"First Franklin," she stated taking the milk from my hands and back into the fridge, "get off the counter." I hopped off of the counter standing to my full height. Not that I was trying to intimidate her, but I figure I should at least go with some respect since she was my Mother. "Second, we have cups. You may be my son, but I don't want your grimy germs on the milk that we both drink." I always forget that's she a borderline germaphobic. "Third, just because I'm letting you stay here for a while doesn't mean you can treat it like your old apartment. I like my house clean. Last when you're under my roof you will tell me where you go whether you like it or not. I know I raised you better."

"I'm twenty-five Mom, there's no need for lectures." I argued taking note of my phone ringing in the next room.

"Where were you anyways?" She challenged walking into the other room and grabbing the phone that I placed on the coffee table last night. I didn't respond as my mouth gaped at the fact that she flipped it open and answered it. "Hello?"

Oh shit. I knew who it was, and I grew extremely mortified. Isn't it possible to outgrow things like this? No, sometimes I think parents are there to make life completely miserable.

"No, I'm afraid he's busy right now, I will have him return your call later." Hanging up the phone she crossed her arms over my chest. "Now, enlighten me dear."

Finally I let out a huge sigh. "I was at a bar, a girl from class invited me."

"Oh, really? Why didn't you stay with her then, I heard you traipsing in the house this morning."

Here I was thinking that I was quiet this morning.

"I was just getting to know her Mom, scouts honor." I motioned saluting with two fingers.

"Franklin."

Here it comes.

"I don't think I've ever been so proud of you. You're finally becoming a man." She suddenly seemed so delighted pulling me into a hug. She was either bipolar or going through menopause.

So what was I for the past seven years since I turned eighteen?

A/N: So I got this chapter out a lot quicker then I thought that I would. This is what occurs when I avoid school work like having to play Second Life. haha Though after I update this I think I'm going to have to play it if I intend on writing that damn paper over it. Any volunteers?

Anyways I kind of want you to get to know the other characters. I mean obviously Frankie is a big part since this story is about him, and all. I just don't want to rush into it too much if you catch my flow.

Hopefully all of you enjoyed this chapter, and also I'd love to know your thoughts/questions/concerns on this chapter. Any of those would be greatly appreciated.

I hope to update soon, maybe next week if I'm/you're lucky! haha

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