She doesn't love you, but I do.
Unsay what's been said
The next day I woke up with a banging headache. I sighed and crawled out of bed. I walked downstairs and heard giggling coming from the living room.
I scowled, walked passed and sat at the kitchen table placing my head on my hands.
“What’s wrong with you?” Gerard asked
“What do you think?” I asked
“Frank and Shannon?” he asked. I said a muffled
“Yes,” I took a deep sigh. Gerard sat next to me.
“She’s using him Hailey.” He said. I looked up. “She doesn’t like him for him, she likes him
for his fame. I know that for sure.”
“How do you know that then?” I asked
“Because she flirts in front of people and boasts about him. You love him, don’t you…” I
sighed.
He knows. I might as well tell him.
“Yes.” I said. He grinned.
“Tell him, maybe he’ll like you back,” Gerard said
“No, he’s going out with the blond bimbo Shannon. It’s too late now Gee,” I stood up and walked out of the room.
I got dressed and walked into the living room where I saw Shannon on Frank’s lap, Gerard drawing and Mikey flicking through the music channels on the TV. I stared at Frank and walked out. I sat on the stair and sighed.
“Hailey?” Frank said. I ignored him. “I love her Hailey,” he said.
My eyes filled with tears. He sat next to me and put his arm around me. I shrugged it off.
“So much can change in five months.” I said
“It hasn’t really,” he said
“But it has, you loved me…” I said “but now you’re going out with Barbie. You didn’t even tell me Frank,” I said
“She’s not Barbie! And what was I meant to say?!” he said
“Something to ease the pain. You think that me seeing my best friend after five months kissing another girl is happy news?!”
“I love her! And she loves me!” he said
“She’s fucking using you! Are you that blind?!” I asked as a rhetorical question. He stood up, as did i.
“Shannon loves me as much as you do,” he said
“What the fuck Frank!? What the fuck?! I love you fifty times more than that whore does! I can’t believe you just compared me to her!” I frowned.
“Whore?! You only love me because I’m famous! Just because no one loves you Hailey doesn’t mean that you can insult people who love me!!” he said.
The frown faded from my face. I let a tear trickle down my face and another, and another. I stood there shocked. Frank? Frankie? Did you just say that? Oh Frank, I love you so much. If only I’d told you before you left. He realised what he had said
“Oh, oh Hailey I’m sorry,” he said.
I said nothing.
“I didn’t mean it, I-I didn’t mean it Hail,” he said. I put his hand on my shoulder.
“I take it all back Hail,”
I forcefully pushed his hand off my shoulder.
“You can’t undo what’s been done. You can’t unsay what’s been said,” I said.
I wiped the tears away, grabbed my bag and walked out the house. Tears flowing down my cheeks.
I scowled, walked passed and sat at the kitchen table placing my head on my hands.
“What’s wrong with you?” Gerard asked
“What do you think?” I asked
“Frank and Shannon?” he asked. I said a muffled
“Yes,” I took a deep sigh. Gerard sat next to me.
“She’s using him Hailey.” He said. I looked up. “She doesn’t like him for him, she likes him
for his fame. I know that for sure.”
“How do you know that then?” I asked
“Because she flirts in front of people and boasts about him. You love him, don’t you…” I
sighed.
He knows. I might as well tell him.
“Yes.” I said. He grinned.
“Tell him, maybe he’ll like you back,” Gerard said
“No, he’s going out with the blond bimbo Shannon. It’s too late now Gee,” I stood up and walked out of the room.
I got dressed and walked into the living room where I saw Shannon on Frank’s lap, Gerard drawing and Mikey flicking through the music channels on the TV. I stared at Frank and walked out. I sat on the stair and sighed.
“Hailey?” Frank said. I ignored him. “I love her Hailey,” he said.
My eyes filled with tears. He sat next to me and put his arm around me. I shrugged it off.
“So much can change in five months.” I said
“It hasn’t really,” he said
“But it has, you loved me…” I said “but now you’re going out with Barbie. You didn’t even tell me Frank,” I said
“She’s not Barbie! And what was I meant to say?!” he said
“Something to ease the pain. You think that me seeing my best friend after five months kissing another girl is happy news?!”
“I love her! And she loves me!” he said
“She’s fucking using you! Are you that blind?!” I asked as a rhetorical question. He stood up, as did i.
“Shannon loves me as much as you do,” he said
“What the fuck Frank!? What the fuck?! I love you fifty times more than that whore does! I can’t believe you just compared me to her!” I frowned.
“Whore?! You only love me because I’m famous! Just because no one loves you Hailey doesn’t mean that you can insult people who love me!!” he said.
The frown faded from my face. I let a tear trickle down my face and another, and another. I stood there shocked. Frank? Frankie? Did you just say that? Oh Frank, I love you so much. If only I’d told you before you left. He realised what he had said
“Oh, oh Hailey I’m sorry,” he said.
I said nothing.
“I didn’t mean it, I-I didn’t mean it Hail,” he said. I put his hand on my shoulder.
“I take it all back Hail,”
I forcefully pushed his hand off my shoulder.
“You can’t undo what’s been done. You can’t unsay what’s been said,” I said.
I wiped the tears away, grabbed my bag and walked out the house. Tears flowing down my cheeks.