"You won't be around it. I won't let a fuckin' thing happen to you. Or to that little girl inside. I already lost one, I won't lose another. I'll burn the world to the ground if it means keeping you two safe," Frank promised without even thinking about the words he spoke. If Arya was his daughter, and she was, then he would protect her in any way that he could. And Phoebe, she was the mother of his child and Arya's mom - he could only imagine the pain that Arya would feel if she lost her mother. He'd never allow it.
Frank wrung his hands out, chewing on the inside of his lip as Phoebe began to explain that he had hurt her. He knew damn well that he had but he had thought it was the best option with him enlisting. "I didn't... didn't think it was right. But I was enlisting. It wasn't fair to you, to make you sit and wait around for my next round of orders when the world was your oyster, Phoebe," he said, shaking his head slowly. He chewed on the inside of his lip, Maria's smiling face flashing into mind. "Maria... she wouldn't have been upset. Me either," he said, shrugging as he glanced away. His teeth ground together. "Probably... probably a good thing though," Frank said, his words breaking at the admission. If he had known about Arya, the world would have known and she would have been dead, too.
He held his hands up at the threat, flashing Phoebe a little smirk. "I won't hurt her. I'd kill myself before I did," Frank declared as it was the simplest idea in the world because to him, it was. Arya was his daughter and he only wanted the world for her.
Frank hesitated when Phoebe opened the front door, staring inside of the home as his heart began to race all over again. Was he ready? He didn't think so but then, he didn't think he'd ever really be ready for this. Frank swallowed as he stepped into the home, looking to Arya with wide eyes, trying to soak in the sight.
With Phoebe urging him forward, Frank looked at the woman with a small frown. As if he was questioning her on what he was supposed to do, what he was supposed to say to her.
Frank stepped forward, moving until he was only a foot or so away from Arya. "Arya, hi," Frank breathed her name, giving her a nervous smile. "I, uh... I'm your dad," Frank spit the word sout, not even thinking about it. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you before and i just..." Frank trailed off, wincing. Phoebe said Arya was smart but would she understand the truth? Did she know who the Punisher was? Who Frank Castle was? Frank doubted it and maybe it was better that way. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. If I could have been here, I would have been. I swear to you. And now... Now I'm not going to go anywhere if you don't want me to." Frank finished speaking, his chest heaving with the effort of each breathe he took. And he meant what he said, if Arya said he wanted her somewhere, you could damn sure bet Frank would be there and if she didn't want him somewhere, well, then.
May 19th, 2018 at 08:00pm