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A.N.: okay this is a REALLY CRAPPY chapter...I apologize...school is werain' me out and I am writing sooooo much dies on floor I'm terribly sorry I wrote this so bad you may flame if you wish...hands everyone a lighter, Frank begins to sing 'There's a Light'...I swoon (I didn't re-read for typos either cause I'm so horrible...)

Janet stood at the sink burning tears rolling down her face. She had known as soon as Brad had wanted to talk to her about what had happened. His words of passion about Frank. He had lost something of his love for her with Frank...something had been abandonded. Had he always been gay? She had suspected several times with his almost crazed absistence even though they had been together for years now. Any other man would have wanted to take it to the next level right? But she had quited the thought, maybe she should have listneed. Maybe then it wouldn't hurt this much.

She scrubbed the dishes harder in anger attempting to quite her sobs some so they couldn't hear her. She wanted to leave and go for a walk or something, so turning off the water and drying her hands she ran into Brad and her's bedroom and dressed. "I'll be back later!" she called and left wipiing her eyes on the way. The morning was warm and cheery just the opposite of what she was feeling. Janet shoved her hands in her pockets and started blindly off, no real direction in mind.

'He would just leave me that quickly...did he love me? Was it a ruse? When we talked he did say that something changed, but was he just making that up tp make me feel better?' So many spiteful questions whirled in her mind she had no idea how long she had been walking when she felt a large thud against her shoulder. A slightly staggering red head hobbled into the street next to her. "Oh! I'm terribly sorry!" she called to him pulling him back to the sidewalk. "It's alright, you must be really upset to just plow into someone like that" he laughed. She smiled too and loosed his shoulder. "Are you okay?" he asked concern thick in his voice.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" she replied now looking up into his face. His hair was flame red and eyes were a yellow bespeckled emerald. A soft shade of purple lined them and a reddish pink gloss was prominient onhis lips. "You just seem out of sorts miss..." he gestured vaguely. "Oh Janet I'm Janet...Weiss" she said offering her hand. He smiled, took it and answered "I'm Richard" his smile warmed her deep down and returning it all her troubled fury seemed to fade. He flinched suddenly and looked at his freehand. "I'm gonna be late!" he grimaced and then looked back up at her. "I'm really sorry Janet, it was great meeting you but I---" "Have to go, I understand", shelaughed "Maybe I'll run into you on your way back" He chuckled too "Well uh, guess I'll see you then" he released her hand and ran off waving behind him. She waved back grinning like a school girl. "That was funny" she muttered to herself holding her reddened cheeks.

Frank left Brad to his shower and laid down on their bed. Janet had left the dresser drawers open and he closed them with a well placed kick. He sighed deeply. "She hates me...I come here and ruin everything" he laid a hand across his unmade-up eyes. He couldn't get over what he had done. 'I gave the poor boy false hope.

I meant to say that I maybe felt the same thing but he took it as a total confirmation! I don't know if I "love" him or anyhting! I've never loved anyone...I've only lusted, that's all I know'. He rolled over staring at Janet's vanity. 'I can't just say outwardly that I love someone, I odn't knowwhat that feels like. I don't even know if I'm capable of having such strong emotions like that. I'm not ready to love'. He sat up and approached her vanity sitting on the stool and grabbing out her make up box. Finding the colors he wanted he began to put on the familiar mask.

When finished he gave himself a morbid smile. 'At least I don't feel as vunerable this way'. A realization hit him then. 'He's making me feel exactly as I made him feel. I made him show his inner self...now his enciting that on me!' His msile turned ito a scowl and his eyes narrowed. 'I willlet no one hold odminion over me. I may be his ultimate fantasy but he's not mine!' And with a furious glare at the mirror he stood and marched out of the room. He paused in the living room. He wasn't sure he really wanted to leave the house though, and Brad had been a good time and all...he would stay here, but it was time he stated his true feelings. He felt crossed and anyone that crossed him always got the smae thing...the cold shoulder!

(Yes I know Frank is being irrational...I suck...ugh!...I'm so sorry!...If you have ideas aboutthem please hand them over...(but see the other chapter was false hope! hahaha!)

Frank: I understood you wre to be writing well! whips me

Me: I was only writing bad for one chapter...master Frank whips me

Frank: See if you can do better next time! hits me again)