After what seemed like hours Bianca finally pulled into Myrtle's driveway and suddenly she wasn't sure if they should watch the movie.
"Well…" said Bianca waiting to hear what Frankie thought.
'This is what I'm supposed to do, I don't have any other choice, I have to do this' Frankie thought silently.
"Well why don't we go to my room and watch the movie?"
"Okay," Bianca said nervously.
Bianca followed Frankie up to her room and Frankie turned on the light to her room. Bianca took off her coat and sat it on a chair on top of Frankie's, then she sat down on Frankie's bed as Frankie put the movie into the VCR and turned out the light. Bianca tried to concentrate on the movie as Frankie sat down next to her but she couldn't so she let herself think about the kiss, how wonderful it felt, how beautiful it was, how much she wanted to do it again. She looked over at Frankie who seemed to be watching the movie. Bianca looked down at Frankie's hand debating upon whether she should hold it or not, little did she know Frankie was thinking along the same lines.
Frankie didn't know what to do, she yearned to be close to Bianca but the closer she got the harder her life would be, she was so frustrated, but sometimes all she had to do was look at Bianca and she'd be so captured by her beauty and the undeniable light she had radiating from her that Frankie would just for get everything and feel content just looking at her. It was in one of these moments that Frankie slowly reached out and touched Bianca's hand.
Bianca's heart sped up as Frankie held her hand. It was amazing how every touch made her skin burn. He looked over at Frankie and Frankie looked back and it was like the movie wasn't even on, everything was silent, and this time Bianca initiated the kiss.
It was slow, soft gentle kisses that made both of their hearts flutter, and Bianca thought that she'd never been happier, but then the light flicked on and they hastily pulled apart because standing in the doorway was Erica Kane.
Bianca jumped off of the bed as if she had been caught playing with a loaded gun. "Mom, this isn't what it looks like," she hastily tried to explain.
"Bianca, get your coat and go to the car this instant."
"Mom-"
"Do as I say, I'll be out in a minute," she said with a deathly calm.
"No, anything you have to say to Frankie you can say in front me."
"It's okay, Bianca, I had a really great time tonight, thanks," said Frankie trying as hard as possible not to contribute to the tension in the room.
"Me too, I'll call you," said Bianca as she gathered her coat and left the room.
"What do you think you are doing?" asked Erica when they were alone.
"I don't know what you mean."
"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, I knew from the moment I saw you that you were a con artist and if you think for one moment that you are going to get one dime from me or my daughter then you have another thing coming."
"Look, Miss. Kane, Bianca and I are just friends and I don't want anything from her," said Frankie sitting back down on her bed.
"You call that little display nothing? I saw you two kiss."
"It's none of your business."
"She's my daughter and it IS my business. You are not good enough for her."
"You don't know anything about me."
"You're right. I don't know anything about who you are and how you got the way you are, and I frankly couldn't care less. But I certainly care about my daughter. I care about my daughter more than you could ever imagine."
"You know what? You are just wasting your breath," said Frankie getting fed up.
"I know exactly what has happened. I let Bianca talk me into letting you stay in our home and that's just what you wanted. You wanted my daughter to open her heart to you, and you have taken it because that's who you are. You are a taker and you are a user."
"Has it ever occurred to you that I didn't want this to happen? Bianca loves me because she wants to not because I made her!"
"Bianca does not love you," said Erica incredulously. "She couldn't."
"She does and maybe I love her back but that is none of your business so please leave!"
"I want you to stay away from my daughter and God help me if you ever hurt her because I swear I'll kill you," and with that she was gone.
Frankie sat down on her bed almost in tears. She had to leave, she couldn't stay and hurt Bianca because she knew now that if she did what she was planning to do then Bianca would have to admit to her mother that shehad been wrong, that Bianca had been in love with nothing more than a con artist and Frankie couldn't do that to her.
Frankie grabbed her backpack and went through her drawers packing up her meager belongings. She then realized that she was broke, she had a fleeting thought of stealing from Myrtle but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She went into the bathroom and washed the make-up off of her face and changed out of the dress. She took a piece of paper from the desk and simply wrote:
"Well…" said Bianca waiting to hear what Frankie thought.
'This is what I'm supposed to do, I don't have any other choice, I have to do this' Frankie thought silently.
"Well why don't we go to my room and watch the movie?"
"Okay," Bianca said nervously.
Bianca followed Frankie up to her room and Frankie turned on the light to her room. Bianca took off her coat and sat it on a chair on top of Frankie's, then she sat down on Frankie's bed as Frankie put the movie into the VCR and turned out the light. Bianca tried to concentrate on the movie as Frankie sat down next to her but she couldn't so she let herself think about the kiss, how wonderful it felt, how beautiful it was, how much she wanted to do it again. She looked over at Frankie who seemed to be watching the movie. Bianca looked down at Frankie's hand debating upon whether she should hold it or not, little did she know Frankie was thinking along the same lines.
Frankie didn't know what to do, she yearned to be close to Bianca but the closer she got the harder her life would be, she was so frustrated, but sometimes all she had to do was look at Bianca and she'd be so captured by her beauty and the undeniable light she had radiating from her that Frankie would just for get everything and feel content just looking at her. It was in one of these moments that Frankie slowly reached out and touched Bianca's hand.
Bianca's heart sped up as Frankie held her hand. It was amazing how every touch made her skin burn. He looked over at Frankie and Frankie looked back and it was like the movie wasn't even on, everything was silent, and this time Bianca initiated the kiss.
It was slow, soft gentle kisses that made both of their hearts flutter, and Bianca thought that she'd never been happier, but then the light flicked on and they hastily pulled apart because standing in the doorway was Erica Kane.
Bianca jumped off of the bed as if she had been caught playing with a loaded gun. "Mom, this isn't what it looks like," she hastily tried to explain.
"Bianca, get your coat and go to the car this instant."
"Mom-"
"Do as I say, I'll be out in a minute," she said with a deathly calm.
"No, anything you have to say to Frankie you can say in front me."
"It's okay, Bianca, I had a really great time tonight, thanks," said Frankie trying as hard as possible not to contribute to the tension in the room.
"Me too, I'll call you," said Bianca as she gathered her coat and left the room.
"What do you think you are doing?" asked Erica when they were alone.
"I don't know what you mean."
"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, I knew from the moment I saw you that you were a con artist and if you think for one moment that you are going to get one dime from me or my daughter then you have another thing coming."
"Look, Miss. Kane, Bianca and I are just friends and I don't want anything from her," said Frankie sitting back down on her bed.
"You call that little display nothing? I saw you two kiss."
"It's none of your business."
"She's my daughter and it IS my business. You are not good enough for her."
"You don't know anything about me."
"You're right. I don't know anything about who you are and how you got the way you are, and I frankly couldn't care less. But I certainly care about my daughter. I care about my daughter more than you could ever imagine."
"You know what? You are just wasting your breath," said Frankie getting fed up.
"I know exactly what has happened. I let Bianca talk me into letting you stay in our home and that's just what you wanted. You wanted my daughter to open her heart to you, and you have taken it because that's who you are. You are a taker and you are a user."
"Has it ever occurred to you that I didn't want this to happen? Bianca loves me because she wants to not because I made her!"
"Bianca does not love you," said Erica incredulously. "She couldn't."
"She does and maybe I love her back but that is none of your business so please leave!"
"I want you to stay away from my daughter and God help me if you ever hurt her because I swear I'll kill you," and with that she was gone.
Frankie sat down on her bed almost in tears. She had to leave, she couldn't stay and hurt Bianca because she knew now that if she did what she was planning to do then Bianca would have to admit to her mother that shehad been wrong, that Bianca had been in love with nothing more than a con artist and Frankie couldn't do that to her.
Frankie grabbed her backpack and went through her drawers packing up her meager belongings. She then realized that she was broke, she had a fleeting thought of stealing from Myrtle but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She went into the bathroom and washed the make-up off of her face and changed out of the dress. She took a piece of paper from the desk and simply wrote:
Bianca
I'm so sorry
Then gathering her backpack, she left.