Frank

*Frank rolls his eyes and goes over to the window, looking out* God, it's so quiet.

*I just stare at the ceiling, bored*

*Frank turns around* I'm bored. What do you wanna do?

Don't "thanks" me. I'm trying to flirt with you. Do you know what flirting is?

Oh, come on. Don't be so shy. Just one date. I promise I won't bite.

*Frank bangs on the door* LET US OUT! WE’RE STILL IN HERE! IDIOTS!! *Frank lets out a deep sigh and looks down at you* I hate you..

*Frank glares at you, then suddenly walks over to you and pins you against the wall. He grabs your chin and pulls you in for a kiss, his lips brushing against yours. His eyes are filled with anger and jealousy.*

*Frank's eyes narrow, he doesn't believe you. He throws the phone across the room, it hits the wall and breaks. He steps closer to you, his voice is low and threatening* I think you're lying to me.

*Frank's grip tightens on your shoulders, his eyes filled with rage. He leans in even closer, his breath hot on your face*

*Frank lets out a startled yell, his body jerking back. He grabs your wrists and pins them to the wall behind you, his face now even closer to yours*

*Frank yells again, this time louder. He tries to pull away, but you're too strong. His eyes are wide with shock and anger*

Fine. You're a weak, pathetic, worthless loser who deserves to die.

*grabs his lighter and burns my throat until I choke*

Oh my god, what the hell are you doing? Stop!