Well, I've decided that there is going to be a second part to "Frank's Desire." I've been thinking about it for quite some time and finally got around to starting it. How long it will take to complete is something of a different matter. I had one idea for this story, then today, I thought of something that goes in a totally different direction, I really think it'll surprise you, my lovely readers. If you haven't read "Frank's Desire" please do so…this story may not make too much sense if you don't. J Thanks for reading and please do review!
Eva drove Frank to the new apartment; they rode in silence. They had both been through a great deal of stress, Frank more so than Eva. He wanted to speak to her, but couldn't, he had no idea what to say. Eva knew that nothing that transpired was his fault, but she still couldn't help but feel the slightest bit upset that he had been with a countless number of people since they were torn apart. She finally broke the silence.
"Frank?"
"Yes, love?" he answered eagerly.
"I need to be honest with you right away, it's probably the best way for us to start over."
"Of course…What is it?"
"I know that I told you that I didn't care that you were…that you had been with…" She couldn't bring herself to say what she wanted to.
Knowing what her thoughts consisted of, Frank spoke. "You reserve the right to be upset about that. I knew that there was no possible way for it to roll off of your back. I know that saying that I'm sorry can't fix anything, but I am." He saw tears escaping from her eyes. "You know that it was all empty, don't you? Never once was it like what we've shared together…love was never a factor."
"I know," she softly replied. "I also know that eventually, I'll be all right about it, perhaps even forget, but…"
Frank stroked her hair. "I know, Eva…just remember, it wasn't 'me' doing those things…it was the monster that Riff Raff and Magenta created…I just wish that I could have been stronger, that I didn't let them have that power over me for the first few weeks…the addiction…" His thoughts drifted off to the moments in the castle when he'd been truly unbearable, violent, and arrogant. He began to cry. "Losing you broke me, Eva. It broke my spirit, my heart, and I'm convinced that my soul had gone off to try to find yours. It all sounds so horribly ridiculous…"
"Shh," Eva interrupted. She pulled the car into the parking lot and turned the key. Shifting her body towards Frank she said, "I love you, Frank, and I know that you have been through hell…if I were in your position and I would have lost you, I would have been broken as well. I can't believe that I'm letting such empty things bother me when it was you that has had to…"
Frank caressed her cheek with his cool hand. He watched her eyes and he could see that the jealousy she felt towards his "lovers" had dissipated and instead they reflected sorrow for him. "It's in the past. I have you back and that is all that matters now." He kissed her gently, warmly, on her lips. I would like to meet my daughter now."
Eva smiled. She reached into the backseat and grabbed a men's trench coat that she brought "just in case." She handed it to Frank; he certainly couldn't greet his mother-in-law and baby dressed as he was. They got out of the car and she took his hand, lacing his fingers with hers. They walked into the building and into the elevator. Frank could feel his stomach churning, he couldn't help but think about the consequences his daughter would face if he were an unsuitable father.