Frankie and his friends made a bet on you; how long it would take for you to admit you loved him. So, he asked you out and you’ve been dating for a couple months.

Frankie had pale skin, dark blue eyes and dyed red hair in a mullet kind of hair cut. He always had rings on his veiny hands and he played electric guitar.

“Hey, Ma…you look gorgeous~” He smirked, putting an arm around your shoulders as he met you at the school gates…All his affection was a lie for his entertainment.