Make Me Better

School was total hell. Luckily, I only had one more class to go and then I could escape all the stupid drama. I shook my head, how the hell did people come up with such stupid things? My class went by pretty quick, probably because I was forcing myself to focus on work. The bell rang and I got out of my seat quickly.

"Your dad still picking you up?" Frank asked. I laughed a little, "Oh, you know it." He shook his head lightly and grasped my hand. We walked through the hall and I couldn't help to notice the people staring. Not the random glances, but these people were actually staring.

Frank groaned, "How can people be so gullible?"

I shrugged slightly, "But what if she isn't lying?"

"What?" Frank asked, looking over at me quickly, "I told you, Oli. I didn't-"

"No, not about you. What if she actually is pregnant?" Frank seemed in deep thought as we walked out of the main building.

"I don't know, I seriously don't care. That girl is crazy." I dropped Frank's hand quickly when I spotted my dad's car. He was leaning against the side of it, a frown on his face. When we got closer, I could tell that he was really mad. Geez, we were only holding hands.

"Get in the car, Olive." His voice was cold. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him. He was looking directly at Frank.

"Dad, what's wrong?" I asked quickly.

"You!" My dad pushed himself off the car and came towards Frank. Without a thought I jumped in front of him, shielding him from my dad.

"Dad! What the hell?"

"I told you to get in the car!" He snapped at me. I had no idea why he was so bothered right now. Frank didn't do anything.

"Your little friend called me, Olive," Dad was looking over my head, straight at Frank. Frank looked quite calm, which only made me more nervous. My hands were grasping onto his wrists.

"Just calm down!" I said loudly.

"How? When this girl said that Frank got her pregnant? This guy is nothing but trouble." My dad grabbed my arm and yanked me away from Frank.

"Dad, no. That isn't true." I mumbled quickly, trying my best to explain.

"She said she was his ex-girlfriend, it makes sense," Before I could answer, he pulling me away, "Stay away from my daughter." He mumbled, his voice stern and hard. I groaned as I tried to pry his hands off of me.

"Dad, stop. You're hurting me." I whined. He let go of me quickly and nudged me towards the car. "Frank didn't do anything." I said. My dad wasn't having it. He was already in the car, starting up the engine. I turned to look in the direction of where we were standing moments before, Frank was gone and it had worried me.

"Get .In. The. Car. Olive." I obeyed silently. The drive home wasn't anything but silent. My dad had went on and on. At first I tried to explain but I found out nothing I could say could calm him down.

"You aren't seeing him, you hear me?" He said after me as I walked way ahead of him, I dug around in my backpack for my house keys.

"You can't do that!" I turned to face him sharply, "Frank didn't even sleep with her!"

"You believe his lies?"

"Frank didn't lie to me." I sighed, opening the front door and walking quickly, wanting to escape him.

"I see you around that boy-"

"You can't make me stop seeing him." I muttered.

"Yeah? You really think I can't? You live under my goddamn roof. One things for sure, you're going to listen to me."

"That's unfair and I told you Frank didn't do anything with her!" I shouted, surprising myself at how loud I got.

"I don't give a flying fuck. It all adds up, they dated and now she's pregnant."

"Ok, so? What if she lied? Then what? You just made a total fool of yourself." I huffed.

He sighed, turning away from me, "Go to your room."

"Gladly." I said like a total brat. I even slammed my room door. I kicked off my shoes and tried to control my breathing. I laid on my bed and I felt like crying. I furrowed my eyebrows and closed my eyes. I fucking hated Jenna, with a bloody passion. She had managed to ruin my life in only one day. Then she had the nerve to call my dad, how she figured out how to reach him is beyond me.

I knew she didn't like me, but this was just too much. She was a goddamn idiot who needs to learn to move on. Now here I was, forbidden to see Frank. As much as my dad went on and on about me not seeing Frank, I knew damn well he wasn't going to get in my way.
Frank and I go to the same school, for crying out loud. It's not like my dad can stop me from seeing Frank at school. Was Jenna actually pregnant or did she just want to hurt me?

Well, whatever her plan was, it was totally making things harder for me.