?❤️ SILENT
MOANS ❤️?
( Beauty & Frankie… )
CHAPTER 2&3
By, Naomi Cindy B.
COPY AND DIE CRUELLY ‼️
★★★★
( FIRST SIGHT )
“Simon!!!!!” Frankie shouted, balling his fists and twisting it as if Simon’s neck is in-between.
“I’ll make you attend your own funeral! ” He ranted on his spot, still twisting his fists.
The girls suddenly ran out of the restaurant, coming for him.
Seems they finally got back to their senses.
? @$$h0le!
? Madman!
? Jerk!
? D!ck!
? Bastard!
They hurled curses at him as they ran towards him.
“Oh $h|t!, Simon you’re so dead!” he said and ran for his life, forgetting his car.
The girls gave him the chase of his life, and he almost fainted.
“Simon please prepare your coffin, no you won’t need it, I’m gonna feed your body to the fishes” he breathed and stopped running when he noticed the girls aren’t following anymore.
He rested his palms on his knees, breathing so hard, sweat covering his full brows.
“My car!” He suddenly said, standing straight with wide eyes.
“How the hell am I gonna get it back, those witches will ki|| me if they get a hold of me, oh Simon” he roughed his hair frustratingly.
He sighed loudly and decided to take another route.
He had to start going through corners, he walked for an hour straight before getting back to the restaurant.
Luckily, none of the girls are in sight anymore.
He got in and drove his way home, thinking about various ways to ki|| Simon till he arrived.
It was past 9 when he entered the house, and his mum is surprisingly not in the living room like he was expecting.
“Is she gonna sleepover at her workshop tonight again?, But she said nothing about it in the morning” he wondered aloud.
He got his phone to ring her, but he suddenly started smelling pasta in the air.
“Wait…. Pasta?” He said, walking to the dinning room, but no single dish on the table.
“Where’s the aroma coming from?, The neighbors?” He asked himself, walking into the kitchen.
The gas is on surprisingly, there’s a pot on it.
He walked to the pot quickly and opened it, it’s really pasta!, His best food.
“Yes!” He smiled, covering it.
“But hold on…. Does this mean…..” His eyes widened.
“Mum is….
He immediately felt uneasy, so he turned back slowly, only to see his mum tiptoeing towards him.
His eyes widened.
“If you move, you’re dead!” Carolyn glared, ready to hold him.
“Mum!!!” He screamed, running to take the other side.
Carolyn blocked his way immediately.
“I told you not to move!” She glared again, grabbing the rolling stick.
“Don’t tell me you’re using that on me mum, this is child abuse!” He pouted.
“I’ll just ki|| you and go to jail, come here!!” Carolyn shouted, running after him.
Frankie climbed the counter and jumped down on the other side, dashing out of the kitchen afterwards.
Carolyn ran after him, chasing him around the living room.
“Mum I’m sorry, I swear Drayton started it this time, it wasn’t me!” He said loudly as he ran.
“Must you go as far as stabbing him with a pen?, You even slapped the principal!” Carolyn shouted, and he stopped running.
“What!, She reported that I slapped her?, I only stopped her from slapping me! I can’t believe that vulture!” He said.
“Must you always be like this?, I’m tired of hearing reports about you everyday!, And it’s always you and Drayton!, You got suspended from school three days last week, this week is just starting and you’re about to get suspended too, can’t you just avoid Drayton?”
“Mum listen, Drayton is not someone I can avoid just because I want to, he’ll always find his way to me, and Davina is another problem, mum I’m tired, can’t I just drop schooling already?”
“Cut the f_cking crap idiot!” Carolyn replied, dropping the rolling stick on the table.
She fell on the couch afterwards.
“Best mum in the world” Frankie smiled and sat beside her, hugging her.
“I’m tired of you Frank” Carolyn looked at him, and he pecked her.
“I love you” he said, and she smiled.
“I was invited to your school tomorrow for a meeting with the school management, but hell… tommorow is gonna be so hectic in my workshop, I have a lotta contracts to take care of” she said.
“You don’t have to go, I’d take care of it” he replied.
“Indeed” she rolled eyes, and he giggled cutely.
“I’ll send Malia to go in my place” she said, and his eyes widened.
“Daniel’s senior sis?, Big sister Malia?”
“Yes, she’ll go in my place, I need to check the pasta on fire” Carolyn replied and stood, walking to the kitchen.
“Go shower and come back for dinner” she said as she entered the kitchen.
“Yes mum” he replied and went upstairs.
Immediately he got to his room, he fell on the ground and started laughing madly.
“How could mum think of sending big sister Malia in her place, how could she!!!” He continued laughing.
“Of all people, she only thought of sending that psycho?, d@mn!!!” He laughed again, standing from the ground.
“Well it’s cool” he said and entered the bathroom for a shower.
He came out and was finding shorts to wear to bed when his phone rang.
It’s Jasmine!,… twelfth girlfriend.
“The big B-__-bs” He smiled, swiping green.
What he saw made his eyes widen, she’s totally naked on the screen.
“Wow!” He licked his lips, staring at her clean P and her robust Břě@šťs.
She’s f_cking naked
“I waited so much for your call, but I couldn’t take it anymore and that’s why I called” she said, caressing her B-__-bs.
“Gawd, you’re ki||ing me Jasmine” he said, feeling his hardness already.
“Let’s meet tonight, I mean like now” he said seriously, unable to calm himself down.
“Aww, you should come to my place, I’ll….
“Who the f_ck is that naked skeleton on your screen Frank!” Carolyn shouted from behind him.
He looked back and his eyes widened when he saw her standing there with a burning look.
“Mum she’s a friend, she’s…
Carolyn pounced on him before he could finish, but he quickly snuck out and ran out of the room..
“Frank!!!”
*****
NEXT DAY≈ SCOTT HILLS HIGH**
Drayton and Frankie’s car stopped in the parking lot at a time, and they came out of their cars at a time too.
? Frankie has arrived!
? Frankie!!!
? Demigod of Scott Hills!
? Our idol!
? Wait!, They’re wearing same designer shirt!
Drayton and Frankie exchanged h@ťěful looks, and they’re really wearing same designer, same colour.
They’re the only two who doesn’t dress according to the school rules anyway, instead of the school uniform shirt, they wear expensive designers.
“How dare you wear same designer as me” Drayton smirked.
“I think that question belongs to me” Frankie smiled confidently, resting on his car.
“It’s the only one available when I bought mine, so yours is practically fake” Drayton said.
“You’re wrong, cos there was two left when I bought mine, and I bought one, so you bought the last one dude” Frankie replied, and the girls around started laughing.
Drayton found nothing to say afterwards, so Frankie started walking in.
“I’m sure you’re leaving this school today, it’ll be expulsion instead of suspension” Drayton suddenly said.
Frankie stopped and looked back.
“Bring it on baby!, I’ve always longed for expulsion” he winked.
? Frankie is the real deal!!!!
Girls chanted after him as he walked into the seniors block.
Drayton hit his fist on his car angrily, and his arm hurts.
He rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and looked at his bandaged upper arm.
“d@mn you Frankie Styles!” He spat, and Davina’s car drove in.
She came down with Margo, her junior sis who’s in the junior class.
Margo rolled eyes at Drayton before walking away.
She’s just like her sister, they have totally the same personality so she h@ťěs anyone her sister h@ťěs.
Davina ignored Drayton and started walking to class.
“Vina!” Drayton rushed to hug her from behind, but she shook him off.
“What did I do to you?, Why do you h@ťě me so much even as your betrothed!, I’m hurt!, Look what Frankie did to me!” He showed his bandaged arm.
“It’s because you deserve it, and about our engagement, I’ll find a way to break it off, Frankie is the one I love, not you!” She shouted at him and started leaving again, but he pulled her back and kissed her forcefully, right there.
She pushed him away and spat on his face before punching him.
“Never say you love Frankie in front of me, never in your life Davina!, And you think you’ll be able to break the engagement?, Your mum will never allow it!” He barked.
“I h@ťě you!” She said loudly, running away from him.
“Frankie!!!!” He shouted frustratingly.