"So." Columbia clapped her hands after finishing her drink and watching a show about cute puppies. Mandy softly groaned with her eyes shut and shifted her body under a black blanket. "What?" She whined. "I thought we'd get you moving." She smiled and hovered over her. "Ugh. Collie, The aftermath of Frank's 'cure' is still taking it's toll on me." "Yeah I know. I thought I'd.."

There was a knock on Mandy's door and both girls shrieked. "D..Don't open it. I know that it won't go over well." She warned. "He won't stop unless I let him in Mandy." Columbia blinked. "Wait. How the hell did he get my address anyway?" Her friend stood up. "He's going to hurt me again! Please don't!" The groupie sighed and slowly opened the front door. Mandy hid her head under the blanket with a yelp. Frank looked over at her with worried eyes. "Frank." Columbia folded her arms. "What a not so pleasant surpri.." "Where's Mandy?" He gulped. "Why?" "Is she okay?" "Oh so now it matters." She snapped. He glanced over to the couch and fell pale. "Mandy!" He went to check on her but his former groupie stopped him. "No! I won't let you hurt her anymore!" She shouted. "Anymore you say? I saved her life for you!"

Mandy tugged the blanket off of her head. "You mean. You didn't care about me?" Her eyes filled with angry tears as she stood up. Frank turned to her and blushed. "No no no. I didn't mean.." "I know exactly what you meant!" She shouted and let the blanket fall to the floor. "Leave me the hell alone Frank! Forever." He looked at her bandage and gasped. "Mandy. I'm so sorry." "No you're not. Get out of my house." He sighed and went to feel her forehead when she slapped it away. Her eyes narrowed. "Get. Out." Mandy clenched her teeth.

Frank blinked and felt her bandage. She shivered as she tried not to whine. "Lay back down Mandy." "Don't tell me what to do! Unless you plan to kill me, never talk to me again!" She picked up an empty glass vase from the coffee table with her right hand. Frank widened his eyes and backed up against the door. "M..Mandy." He said in a shaky voice. "What?" "P..put that down before you hurt yourself." "It's not me you should be worried about."

Columbia rushed over and grabbed the vase out of her hand. 'Whatever.' Mandy thought. Frank turned to Columbia, hoping she would back him up. But she didn't. "You..never want to see me again?" Frank fluttered his eyes. "Never in a million years. You cost me my life twice." He turned his head. "Columbia?" "No."

"Mandy. You don't understand. I need you. Yes I overreacted." 'That's for damn sure.' Mandy folded her arms. "Please give me another chance. I love you." She noticed his eye shadow starting to smudge. "And I loved you." Mandy answered and opened the door.

Frank walked over to her and went to hold her waist. "Leave Frank. I'm serious." Her eyes met his. "I am not leaving." He brought her back against him. "Mandy. Please give me another chance." The girl sighed as his lips touched her cheek. "No. You're not worth dying for..literally." Frank roughly pushed her against a wall. "Get off of me!" "I love you Mandy." He said in a rough but passionate voice with his hands on her hips. "I hate you too." She spat and Columbia pulled him off of her.

"Frankie. Don't make her mad. Deep down she still loves you. I know." The transvestite glared at both of them and stormed outside, slamming the door behind him. "What did you just tell him?" "Um.." "Did you tell him why I dressed in Riff Raff's clothes?!" "I.." She panted.

Mandy left to her bedroom and closed the door. She took off the shirt since it still had a blood stain on it and put on a black and grey plaid shirt, along with baggy jeans. She pinned her hair up and covered it with a black skulled baseball cap. She walked out of the room and met back up with her friend.

Columbia tilted her head. "Mandy? Are you a transvestite too? W.." "I'm not exactly. I have a multiple personality disorder. Sometimes I dress like this, sometimes I dress goth, sometimes I act feminine, sometimes I'm laid back, blah blah blah. Yeah. I was angry at Frank but I was also scared. I didn't want him to know. Please don't say a word about this Collie." Mandy placed two hands on the girl's shoulders. "Please?" "Wait really?" "Yes. I alter between liking and hating guys as well. Just don't tell Frank. I don't want to him to hurt me again."

Columbia sighed and silently swore to keep quiet. "Wait. So you can act like a male or a female?" Mandy giggled then lowered her voice. "Yeah." "Trust me, Frank loves projects. Come on. He'll let us borrow the stage." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the door. "No!" She said sharply. "Now I'm going to go do some work at the shop. Do not tell Frank about my secret okay?" Mandy took her keys out of her bag. "I promise I won't. Do you want me to drive you?" "Please?" She slipped on her sneakers and took out her phone. "Sure thing. I need to redo my nails back at the castle anyway."

Mandy smiled as Columbia dropped her off at the shop with the help of her motorcycle. "Thanks Collie." "Welcome sis. Bye." The girl waved and unlocked the shop door. It was past closing hours so it was dark inside, but there were a lot of clothes to put away. Mandy sighed and began to sort them by department. Her phone suddenly beeped and she answered it. *"Hey Mandy. Hope you're feeling better. Whenever you're up to it, I have more clothes to be put out."* "Already there." She hummed then heard a knock on the door. *"'Atta girl."* He smiled. "I gotta go." She quickly hung up and continued to put away the clothes. 'Just ignore him.' The tapping on the glass wouldn't stop. 'Oh for hell's sake.' She slowly walked over and unlocked it.

"I'm sorry sir. We're closed." "Mandy. Listen to me please." Frank pleaded. "We'll be open tomorrow starting at seven." He sighed. "Baby.." "I'm not your 'baby' anymore Frank. I mean it." Mandy slightly shivered at her own words.

"You're..not?" His face fell. "No. I'm not. Now. I have things to get done. Goodbye." She locked the door again and went back to work. A sharp sting then hit her waist. Mandy brushed it off and continued to put away the clothes with a straight face. Frank sighed and walked back to his pickup truck with a scowl.