I was sat in the car with Frank and Alfie. My Dad and Franks mum were in the front of the vehicle.

'Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Tring, where we set our scene. Ancient grudges have been forgot, thanks to these star-crossed lovers' Dad monologued.

'Awww, I love it when you quote old shit' said Catherine.

'Smooch, how was your breakfast?' Dad asked Alfie.

'Frank cooked it specially to say sorry for all the practical jokes' Catherine stroked Coco, 'you stoped being mean to Alfie, aint you, Frank?'

Frank punched Alfies leg making him say 'ugh, yeah. yes, he has'

I kissed Franks cheek. He turned to me and kissed my lips.

'no more pubes on my toothbrush' said Alfie, accusingly.

'Aw, I knew you two would get on' Catherine attended to Coco, 'you and Becca already get on' She winked at us in the mirror.

Dad pulled over to let Catherine out.

'Ding Dong! All passengers for Posh Paws Pet Salon please disembark' said Dad.

'oh Mart, you're so funny. Say goodbye to Daddy, Coco'

'Bye bye, Coco' said My Dad in a baby voice. She pulled Coco away.

'Come here you big hunk of a man' said his Mum, kissing my Dad.

'I'm gonna be sick' said Frank in my ear.

'would it make you feel better if I kissed you?' I asked.

'it might do' he smirked.

We kissed.

'oh not you too' said Alfie, disgusted.

We pulled away.

Alfie took a bite out of his sandwich that Frank made him.

'you put the pubes in my sandwich, didn't you?' said Alfie, even more disgusted.

Frank nodded, grinning.

'Nice one' I said, fist bumping him.

'Fuck off Becca' she said.

*TIME SKIP TO CLASS*

Frank and I walked in.

'where's Mr Wickers' asked Stephen.

'Frasers office' I said, sitting on Franks lap.

Alfie came in with Dad.

'Alfie has to retake his Biology GCSE with you guys' said Dad, 'and as your first lesson is Biology, Alfie will sitting with you lot'

'ha, that's so funny. I haven't even finished school yet and I'm smarter than you. Told you boarding school was a waste, Dad' I joked, 'How's it feel to be the dumber child?' I laughed at my big brother

'it feels like I'm loved by Mum?' he mocked.

'fair enough' I shrugged.

The bell rang and we all went to the Biology Lab to have Bio with Miss Gulliver.

I saw with Frank at the back. Alfie sat by himself opposite us. He looked as if he was bored to tears.

I was writing something down.

'Alfie Wickers, can you concentrate please?' said Miss Gulliver.

'Can I go to the loo?' he asked

'It's may I go to the loo and no you can't because you've already been three times' Miss.G, said the equation for glucose.

'Pssst, Becca, can I have your notes?I don't get any of this' asked Alfie.

'fine' I chucked him the notes I had already made.

'Miss, when do we get to see a fanny?' joked Frank.

I slapped his arm playfully.

'You already see enough of that from my sister' muttered Alfie.

Everyone started talking about grades and how Miss Gulliver predicted A stars for everyone. Jing got a bit pissed because everyone thinks that she's gonna get A stars and a scholarship and how she's gonna be "fine"

'Remember, Jing, parents only want what's best fo you' reassured Rosie .

'Yeah, I mean, parents always say that, but sometimes what parents actually want is really, really shit for everyone involved' scoffed Alfie.

'Are you saying my mum ain't good enough for your saggy bollocked prick of a dad?' said Frank.

'Frank, what the hell?' I said. He ignored me.

'No, Frank. What I'm saying is that when my father is motor-boating your ridiculously titted dog bothering mother over breakfast, perhaps they don't have their best interest at heart' said Alfie.

'Alfie?!' I said.

'You leave Coco out of this' said Frank.

'Who the hell is Coco?' asked Stephen.

'The rat his mother keeps in her handbag' said Alfie.

'Coco isn't a rat' I objected.

'Coco is a pedigree Chihuahua' said Frank, gritting his teeth.

'Probably the ugliest dog I've ever seen in my entire life'

'I'm warning you-' said Frank.

'And I'm warning you. If you don't stop then-' I tried to say.

'It looks like someone glued some whiskers onto a junkies scrotum' insulted Alfie.

'Shut up!' shouted Frank, standing up.

'ok, I'm sorry' said Alfie.

Frank got up and started beating Alfie up.

Everyone was gasping.

'Rebecca stop them!' shouted Miss Gulliver.

I got up. Frank had just stepped backwards after punching Alfie a few times.

I stood in-between them and Alfie pulled his arm back to punch frank but punched me instead.

I blacked out.

I saw Becca fall on to the ground, hitting her head on Alfies desk.There was a bit of blood staining her brown hair.

People started screaming.

'Shit' said Alfie, shocked, 'my dad's gonna kill me'

'I'll kill you' I said. I ran over to her.

'right, I'll call an ambulance. Frank, go get Martin' said Miss Gulliver.

I bolted out of the room to Mr Wickers office.

I didn't bother knocking.

'Mr Wickers, somethings happened' I said, urgently, 'come quick'

We ran out and I lead him to the classroom I just left.

Everyone was panicking. Jing was holding a towel to her head, putting pressure on the wound.

'an ambulance is on the way' said Rosie.

'is she still breathing?' I asked, worried.

Alfie tested her pulse and then nodded.

'What happened?' asked Martin.

'Frank and Alfie were fighting and then she tried to stop them by getting in the way but instead Alfie punched her in the face and she hit her head on the table' explained Jing.

Miss Gulliver went to go and direct the paramedics to the classroom.

I grabbed the towel from Jing. I cradled her limp body in my arms and held the towel to her head.

'you're gonna be ok' I whispered in her ears over and over again, more telling myself than her.

The people came and lay her on a stretcher. They took her outside to the ambulance. A small crowd of students were gathered around the ambulance. They watched as Becca was carried into the back of the ambulance.

'can I go?' I asked.

'Only family members' said the ambulance person.

Martin and Alfie went with her.

'I'll keep you updated Frank' he said.

'Thank you' I said before they left.

I ran back to the biology classroom to get her bag.

I retrieved her bag and went to Alfies classroom.

I put her bag on her desk and started pacing up and down the classroom.

Then I had a string of worrying thoughts.

What if she's not going to be ok?...

No, she will be okay...

what if she lost her memory and doesn't remember me?...

no, she will remember you...

there was so much blood when she hit her head...

it was probably a minor injury...

she'll be ok, Frank, she'll be ok.

I sat in her seat, put my phone on her desk and just stared at it.

I didn't even look away from it when my friends came in.

'Frank...' said Mason.

'shut up' I growled.

'she'll be okay-' started Ben.

'what if she's not. It looked really serious' I worried, 'there was fucking blood coming out of her head'

'Frank, you need to calm down. What happened?' asked Caleb.

'I was beating up Alfie and then Alfie tried to hit me, she jumped in the way. Alfie ended up hitting her, she fell down and hit her head on the table. Oh God, it's my fault. If I had listened to her and stopped getting annoyed by Alfie and not beaten him up then she wouldn't be in the fucking hospital-' I rambled on.

'Frank, calm the fuck down. It was not your fault. You didn't hit her, did you' said Liam.

I shook my head. I saw the initials 'RW' that she carved into the corner of her desk.

I traced over them.

'I just want her to be okay' I said, staring into space.

My phone rang which startled me. I picked it up.

'Hello?' I said. I put the phone on loud speaker so the boys could hear.

'Frank, it's Martin. She's got a severe fracture in her skull so she's in surgery. Hasn't woken up yet' said Martin.

'ok' I breathed a sigh of relief.

'they need to act fast because she could die. She really hit that desk hard. I'll update more when she's out of surgery' Martin hung up.

'she. could. die' I said, quietly.

I stared silently crying. I didn't make a noise, the tears just fell down my cheek.

'Frank, are you crying?' asked Dylan.

I nodded.

I took out her chapstick from her bag and just held it in my hands.

'almost 3 years' I said under my breath.

'she's strong. I mean, she wasn't scared of you when she first moved here. That takes guts' said Mason, positively.

We were still in the classroom, talking. I still had her chapstick in my hand, I stroked it with my

The phone rang. I picked it up.

'Martin?' I said, putting it on speaker again.

'Frank...' I heard a weak voice say but I still recognised who it was.

'Beccs?!' I said, standing up. All the others looked at me, 'are you ok?'

'yeah, I'm alright' she said, feebly.

'right, I'm coming to the hospital now to see you. I'll bring your bag' I hung up.

'she's alright!' I said, happily, 'right, I gotta go'

I picked up her bag and walked out.

The hospital wasn't that far so I could easily walk there.

'which room is Rebecca Wickers in?' I asked the lady at the desk.

She showed me to the room.

Becca was laying in a bed, connected to a few different machines.She had a bandage wrapped around her head. Alfie was there.

'Hey' I said.

'Frank' she said.

'How you doing?' I pulled up a chair next to her bed.

'she's doing alright considering how serious her injury was. They were pretty sick getting her out of surgery and she woke up pretty easily' said Alfie.

'That's good' I said, taking her hand softly. I locked my fingers with hers as she smiled weakly.

'I'll leave you two in peace' said Alfie, leaving.

'Where did your Dad go?' I asked.

'He left once I woke up' she said hoarsely.

'Rebecca, I'm so sorry. I should've stopped' I said, 'you could've died because of me'

'You haven't done anything. Alfie was the one who hit me and he's apologised to me enough times. And anyway, I'll be able to leave hospital in a week. I'll still have to be careful until it fully heals but I can go back to school. At least I don't have to do GCSES. They'll use my predicted grades, like the A star that Miss Gulliver gave me in...' she trailed off.

'You ok, Beccs?' I noticed her wince.

'yeah, it just hurts a lot' she said.

'I'll visit you everyday until you get out. And now that we're in the same class, I can take care of you at school too' he said.

'Frank, you don't need to do that. You have exams to revise for' I aid, feebly, 'I'm so tried...'

He kissed my hand.

'I love you' I whispered, falling asleep.

*TIME SKIP TO THE MORNING THAT BECCA COULD LEAVE THE HOSPITAL*

After the 10 days I spent in hospital, I felt pretty good. The pain had stopped and I had to continue taking antibiotics until it fully heals in a months time or something.

Frank was going to take me back to school. I sat up in my bed, on my phone.

'Hey Love' it was Frank, 'you ready to go back to school?'

I nodded. Thank god I didn't have to wear school uniform but I did have to wear a bandage on my head. I wore my black nike shorts, a t-shirt and one of Frank's hoodies.

I've seen people individually or in pairs but I miss seeing my whole class.

The doctors made Frank sign some things and they told me to take it easy.

That meant no gym or running until it healed. I had to have someone with me the whole time, incase I fainted.

His brother, Ben Grayson, was outside. He was gonna give us a ride to school.

Frank held me up as we walked out of the building and towards his car.

'Hey Becca, your head alright?' asked Ben.

'Yep, it's alright. Hurts a bit' I said, getting in slowly, 'did you get the antibiotics?'

'Yeah' Frank got out the medicine bottle. I had to take them 3 spoonfuls a day, one after breakfast, one after lunch and one after dinner. He drove off.

'Frank, does everyone know what happened?' I asked.

'yes so be prepared for everyone to ask if you're ok' he said, grinning at me.

It was a short drive.

'so this is where I leave you.' said Ben.

We got out and headed in. We headed in.

'Hey Guys' I said with a small smiled.

'Becca!' they shouted excitedly. I winced.

'shhhh' growled Frank, protectively.

They all shut up.

'how's your head feeling?' asked Chantelle.

'alright' I said. Frank guided me to my seat and then sat down beside me.

I was just able to hold my head up. That was why I was allowed out. If I couldn't hold my head up by myself, I'd have to be a the hospital until I could.

Frank moved his chair right next to mine so I could rest my head on his shoulder.

A short time later, Fraser came by the classroom.

'Becca, I'm so happy that you're recovering so well. But regarding your injury. We haven't talked about it was caused so Alfie, Frank. Martins called your mum, Frank' said Fraser

'can I come too?' I asked.

'are you sure you want to-'

'yes'

Fraser agreed to let me tag along. We went into Miss Gulliver classroom.

There was my Dad and Franks mum sitting. There were 2 other chairs next to them. Alfie took one and frank took the other. I sat on Franks lap, my arms wrapped around his torso and his around my head.

'Now just over a week ago, Rebecca had to break up a fight that caused her injury' Miss Gulliver said.

'he started it' accused Frank.

'No, I didn't' argued Alfie, 'Dad, he called you a prick'

'Boys will be boys' laughed my Dad, holding Catherines hand.

'They were just play fighting' Catherine agreed.

'He called Coco a rat' said Frank.

'WHAT!?' Catherine was outraged.

'Did I? I don't remember saying that'

'You can say what you like about Frank. You can call him a useless mongrel'

I held onto Frank tighter.

'Bit harsh' said Alfie but Catherine continued.

'You can call him a selfish, bedwetting little Bastard who made his Dad up and leave'

I locked my pinkie with his to remind him that he he isn't any of those things. He kissed my head.

'But don't you dare be rude about my little princess' said Catherine.

'right, I wouldn't say any of those things about Frank, mainly 'cause he scares the shit out of me but also underneath the bravado and pube sandwiches, I know that he's a good kid' said Alfie.

'Alfie's absolutely right. I'm not sure you should be calling-' said Miss Gulliver.

'You have no right to tell me how to bring up my boy. And despite what I've said, he's doing well for himself. I mean he has a girlfriend-' interrupted Catherine.

'that's lasted longer than any of your relationships' Frank muttered under his breath.

Catherine looked at Frank, annoyed.

'Martin?'

'Perhaps you should try-' started Dad.

'Martin!' she shouted.

'You're bang out of order, Rosie' Dad was being manipulated by her.

'Mrs Grayson, I'm not telling you how to raise your children. Behavioural problems are sometimes linked to Jealousy' said Miss Gulliver.

'Not jealous, miss. Don't deserve mummy's love. Coco's pedigree. I'm not pedigree.' said Frank, sadly.

I sat up a little straighter so I could whisper something in his ear.

'I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you so much. Don't forget that' I whispered.

I just needed to remind him that he did deserve love.

'How about we just say sorry to each other and then we can all move on?' suggested Alfie.

'I think that's a wonderful idea' said Catherine.

'Frank, I...' Alfie started to say, 'You want me to talk to the dog?'

I peeped out from Franks arms and saw Catherine holding out Coco towards him.

'Coco, I'm very sorry for saying that you look like a junkie's scrotum' apologised Alf.

'Martin, you as well. You hurt her feelings'

'But I didn't-' he started to protest but then gave up, 'Sorry, Coco'

*TIME SKIP TO LUNCH*

Frank helped me to the table with everyone else on it.

'How are you, Becca?' asked Ben.

'I'm fine' I sat down but a bit too fast.

I cringed with the pain.

'Looks like it hurts' said Dylan, pointing at the bandage.

'trust me, you don't want to see under the bandage' said Frank, 'that shits bad'

I ate slowly.

'what's that?' Liam asked Frank.

I looked over.

'Beccs' antibiotics' he said.

'Ughhh, do I have to do that now?' I whined, 'you know I hate it'

'But you have to do it' said Frank.

He turned to the others.

'The doctors gave me the packet and made me make sure that she took them, incase she didn't take them' he explained.

I took the packet from him and popped out 2 tablets.

I looked at them with distaste. I did not wanting to take them.

'Do I really need to take them? I'm fine without them' I said.

'Rebecca, I'm not having this conversation with you again. Just put them in your mouth' said Frank.

Frowning at him, I put them in my mouth and swallowed them.

I chucked the packet at him, still disgusted at the after taste.

He put them in his bag.

'Just making sure you're going to recover fully, babe' He said.

'I know you are'

I kissed him.

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