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Chapter 4

Those Three Special Words

It had been eight months since Ava started living at the castle and with each day Frank and Ava had grown closer and Magenta and Ava's friendship blossomed.

Frank approached Ava's room and quietly stepped in. He looked over at Ava who had just fallen asleep and held his breath. His heart pounded in his chest from both anticipation and nerves, he wasn't sure how she was going to respond to his latest idea and he started to fear the worst. Frank walked over to the bed and pulled out a silk scarf. Carefully, he lifted her arms above her head and tied her wrists to the headboard.

Frank decided it was time to wake her. "Ava," he whispered sensually, kissing her on the lips.

Ava stirred awake and smiled. "And what have I done to deserve such a way to be woken up Dr. Furter?" Ava tried to hug him but realized her hands were firmly bound. "Holy shit Frank, what the hell do you think you're doing!" she screamed, trying to break free.

"Shh, it will be fun, I promise."

Ava was scared. She trusted Frank but couldn't relive her days with Seeley. "Please Frank," she pleaded. He looked down at her and saw the tears that were beginning to form in her eyes. Frank was confused but he knew it was time to stop.

When Frank released her hands she started banging on his chest, forcing him off her and onto the floor. Frank stumbled to his feet and saw Ava climb out of bed. Her hands had turned to fists of pure rage and he could see the anger flare up in her eyes. "What the fuck Frank?" He could sense the venom in her voice and slowly backed up. "Those were pleas of leave me alone and let go not ones of," she changed her tone of voice to a seductive and sarcastic one, "oh Frankie, take me. Keep doing that."

Frank said nothing, he knew she was right.

"Did you notsee tears in my eyes?" Again, Frank said nothing. "Just get out," her voice was just above a whispers.

"Love," he whispered trying to approach her.

Ava shook her head and glared. "Frank, get the fuck out of my room!"

Frank took a deep breath and slowly started walking towards her. Ava sharpened her glare and raised a hand to him, hitting him and scratching the side of his cheek. Frank could feel the anger inside of him begin to grow but he calmed when he saw the tears begin to form in her eyes again. Ava immediately started to regret what she had done. She knew how Frank was and should have expected him to do something like that sooner or later.

Slowly she began to walk towards him, tears now streaming down her face. Frank opened his arms to her and held her close to him. He could feel his chest become damp with her tears and his mind filled with guilt, he caused this and there was no way of undoing what he had done.

Her sobs continued and she softly mumbled, "How could you Frank?"

"I'm sorry Ava."

Ava looked up at Frank and gently caressed his cheek. "I'm sorry Frankie . . . I . . ."

"Sh, sh, shh." He pulled her head close to him again, stroking her hair trying to calm her.

"I shouldn't have . . . I was . . . it just brought back memories."

Frank finally knew why it bothered her so much and his heart sank. "I could never imagine someone treating you in such a manner."

Tears continued to flow from Ava's eyes but her whimpers stopped. She looked up at him, her eyes still scarlet from crying, "Thank you Frank."

Frank was taken aback by this. "Why are you thanking me?"

"You actually calmed me down. I know you didn't mean to scare me." She looked up and kissed him softly.

"Oh."

"I love you," she whispered. Frank felt as if he was someone when she said those three words to him. She said them out of love and not because he was the prince of Transylvania.

He pulled her close and felt a small tear roll down the side of his face. He kissed the top of her head and softly whispered back, "I love you too."

I know right now it might not seem like this chapter has much meaning but the content of it will come back later.