Chapter 12: Screams in the Night
As soon as the Ducks arrived at school they said their goodnight before heading their separate ways.
"Are you going to hang out with us a few hours FJ?" Fulton asked as they walked to their dorms.
"Sure, I'll come by your guy's dorm after I shower and change. Then we can listen to music" Frankie said as both boys nodded.
"Sounds cool baby" Portman said, his smile not once fading after their dance and the fact that Frankie hadn't left his side since they started dancing.
"Alright, I'll see you boys in a few minutes, so behave yourselves" she said playfully.
"Yes mother" the Bash Brother said in unison as Frankie smiled as she entered her room as soon as she arrived.
They stood there for several moments before turning and walking silently back to their dorm, all the while Portman silently wondering if Fulton would kill him in his sleep if and when he found about their dance earlier.
"Man that was fun" Frankie said as she fell back onto Fulton's bed while he was in the shower thirty minutes after she arrived at both Fulton and Portman's room fully dressed in a long black tank top and long gray sweat pants.
"Yeah it sure was, thanks for the dance by the way" Portman said as he looked away from the book he was reading to Frankie, he smirked at seeing the slight blush on Frankie's cheeks.
"No problem" she said as she smiled crossed her knees while she was lying down and soon began tapping her foot to the music.
"You sing beautifully" Portman said after several long moments as he turned his attention away from his book over to Frankie and noticed that she was now sound asleep and was lying on her left side, facing him, her right arm bent so it acted as a pillow while her left arm was wrapped around her stomach, while her legs were drawn up close to her.
Her breathing was slow and even as she seem curled up more into Fulton's bed, as she moved some of her long black hair fell in front of her face.
Portman stared at her for several moments before closing his book after marking and quietly stud up and walked over to the sleeping beauty. Looking over his shoulder he glanced towards the bathroom trying to hear if Fulton as going to exit any minute.
Hearing the shower still running Portman turned his attention by to Frankie and slowly raised his hand and softly moved the piece of hair that fell in front of her face back before brushing the back of his fingers against her cheek.
He gave a smile as he saw Frankie give a tiny smile before turning and sitting on his bed before he picked up his book and began reading.
Portman was just reaching an interesting part of his book when he suddenly heard the sound of whimpering; despite the fact the music was slightly loud.
Looking up he began looking around before his eyes landed on Frankie who was now crying in her sleep and slowly trashing about slightly whimpering.
The next thing Portman didn't expect, Frankie moving and thrashing around the bed as she continued to cry in her sleep when suddenly she screamed, a scream so terrible that it made his blood turn as cold as ice.
Portman immediately shot out of bed like a bullet, his book crashing to the floor forgotten as he rushed over to Frankie who continued to thrash about screaming and crying.
"Frankie, Frankie wake up!" he said desperately as he shook her.
Frankie gave out another scream before her eyes suddenly snapped up and she quickly sat up as her arms instantly latched around the first thing she came in contact with; Portman.
She buried her face in his chest, her tears slowly running down his bare chest. It didn't take very long for the bathroom door to fly open as Fulton practically ran out the door; thankfully he was fully dressed in along gray t-shirt and black sweat pants.
Fulton stared at the scene before him for a few moments; his sister was in the arms of his bare chest friend crying her eyes out.
Before Portman knew it Fulton was sitting on the other side of Frankie, carefully rubbing her back "Francesca" Fulton said softly.
Portman knew it must have been something serious if Fulton was calling his sister by her name instead of Siren as he normally does.
"Come here, its okay" Fulton said as Frankie slowly removed her arms from around Portman's neck and soon going around Fulton's as she crawled onto his lap like a child, Fulton's arms wrapping around her waist protectively.
"Make it stop, make the pain go away. Please, I don't want to remember" Frankie begged as her face was buried into Fulton's neck, yet could be heard as clear as day.
"Shh, it's okay. I'm here, your okay" Fulton said as he stroked the back of Frankie's head for several long moments until he finally heard her breathing become soft and even.
Carefully as to not to wake her Fulton lifted Frankie up before placing her in his bed and pulling the covers up to her chin before turning and looking at Portman who sat on his bed quietly with a concerned and confused look on his face.
"I suppose you want an explanation, huh?" Fulton said he let out a heavy sigh.
"Yeah, after that it would be nice to know what's going on" Portman said as he sat up and turned off the music before sitting down on his bed, facing Fulton how had move to see at Frankie's feet.
Fulton let out another sigh before he nodded while staring at the floor with a serious look, his arms resting on his knees while he clutched his fists so tight that they turned why.
"I guess I should first tell you that Frankie and I aren't an only child" Fulton said after several long moments, "W-We had an older sister…Lorain" he said in a husky voice.
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