A/N: I hope you like this chapter. Plz R&R!
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As soon as blue saw Frankie she ran up to him and hugged him, Frankie just smiled.
"I haven't seen ya in forever, so how's life treatin ya??" she said happily.
"Horrible." he replied.
"Why so glum?" she asked.
"My daughter died." he said as a single tear began to run down his cheek, "but other than that I'm okay. What's up with you lately?"
"Just a little money laundering here and there, my singing career's starting to pick up again. I'm getting a record signed with Rhino productions, it's just a single but its still work. I'm sorry about you're kid, Frankie." she said.
"Good to know. Maybe I could get bob to write you a part in one of our songs for old times' sake." he said but before she could reply Joey fishes ran up to Frankie and drunkenly said.
"Heya, Frankie ol' buddy, ol' pal of mine. wanna drink?? Hey I heard about your daughter, rough, but hey life goes on so drink up! beeeeeeeeerrrrrr is gggoooooooood." Tommy walked up to him quickly.
"Joey get you're drunken ass outta here!!" Joey quickly left, "that's better. So sit down, have a drink, sing." said Tommy.
THREE HOURS LATER
"Umm, Frankie, we gotta problem." Tommy said.
"What is it?" he asked after taking a sip of beer.
"Well, blue is a little tipsy so can you take her home?"
"Yeah, I'll take her now." Frankie got up and walked over to blue. 'Step one of my evil scheme: complete. Now to get them together, officially.' thought Tommy.
"Heya, frankieeeee." said a very wasted blue.
"Okay, I'm taking you home." he replied.
"Awww, do I hafta??" she asked and Frankie just nodded.
IN THE CAR
"So where do ya live, blue?" Frankie inquired.
"Nowhere." she said.
"Seriously, where do you live?"
"Nowhere! I make no money! I worked as a whore for 5 frickin years until I found Tommy. Since then I've lived with different people. Now I live nowhere." she sobbed.
"Oh, god blue. I'm sorry, I had no idea. You can stay at my place okay?" she just continued to cry.
AT FRANKIE'S HOUSE
Frankie carried blue into the house and set her on his couch.
"Wait." she said, "what's this?" she said as she pulled francine's diary from behind her head.
"oh its nothing. Just francie's diary." He said.
"can I read it?" he nodded and she began to read it out loud:
dear diary,
My father keeps on threatening me that he'll put me in rehab if I don't stop shooting up. but what he doesn't understand is I can't if I stop I'll lose chase and if I lose chase I'll lose everything… I'll lose the money, the pleasure, everything. Y'know what? Forget what dad says. I'm going to that party tonight, I don't care what he thinks, and I don't care what'll happen.
Love,
F.V.
"was that the day she died?" asked blue.
"I don't know… I still don't belive she's dead… she just can't be its not possible… one minute she's alive… the next she's not." Frankie started to cry so blue hugged him until he cried himself to sleep. Unfortunately, he had the same dream as the night before except this one was worse.
THE REOCCURRING DREAM
frankie sat next to Joe DeNiro and watched the scene go on. Right before Joe handed Francine the bag of heroine she turned to frankie and said.
"dad you amaze me. I'm surprised you can just sit there and watch me just take these drugs… wait actually I'm not surprised after all you're just a wannabe dad. You go to my birthday parties and that's it… after all you just can't stand to be with your real family no you just want to be with you girlfriends, and friends, and rowdies, and paparazzi, and everything that you don't have to be with. I cant belive you." With that she grabbed the drugs and walked out of the room.
BACK TO REALITY
"no Francine, I didn't mean to abandon you, don't leave, don't…" mumbled frankie in his sleep.
"hey frankie, wake up!" blue said as she shook Frankie awake.
"why did Francine do it?" he said half-asleep.
"shhhh shhhhh…" blue said attempting to comort frankie but he just buried his head in her bosoms and cried.
THE NEXT DAY
frankie woke up next to blue and nearly screamed.
"blue? Why are you here? Why did I sleep next to you?" he asked.
"okay, I was drunk and you obviously were too. So you cried yourself to sleep on the couch next to me and I couldn't move you so I fell asleep so here we are. Nothing happened." She reassured him so he got up and changed his clothes, thinking, 'I wish something happened.'
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A/N: I hoped you liked it! Please review and look out for the next chapter…
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Oh and if you're a godfather fan check out the new fic I posted there called "finding my father.