I asked the guy I like to homecoming and he said yes omfg

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It was three in the morning but I couldn't force myself to sleep. I stared up at the ceiling as I tried my hardest not to burst into tears. Frank was getting married tomorrow. After tomorrow it's all over. He's gonna marry Jamia and not me. You would've thought that I was the one getting married by how anxious I was.

I nearly jumped so high I fell out of my bed when there was a knock on the fire escape window in my bedroom. I walked over, seeing Frank standing outside of it. I opened it immediately and Frank crawled in.

"Oh Gee, baby," Frank muttered.

He held my face with both my hands as he leaned down to kiss me. My arms wrapped around his neck desperately as he moved to hold my hips, walking me back towards the bed.

I promised myself this would be the last time between us.

Frank pushed me down against the mattress, kissing me hungrily. I moaned against his lips as he ground against me. I could feel the heating turning in the pit of my stomach. Frank sucked on the pale skin of my neck while I let out a high pitched whine. Everything was moving so fast between us but I needed it so badly.

"Daddy," I moaned, rutting my hips up against him. "Oh please, daddy."

His hands ran up and down my sides, moving to cup the bulge in my panties. I whimpered, grinding against his hand as he palmed me.

"Daddy's good boy," Frank whispered in my ear.

I felt my breathing hitch, as I moaned desperately. I pulled at his shirt, tugging it over his head and tossing it aside. His sort of peach colored skin was covered with beautiful artworks of tattoos. He fumbled with his belt, managing to undo the leather and tossing it aside, unbuttoning his jeans. Frank ground against me while I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer.

My shirt was gone before I could even comprehend it and Frank was kissing my chest. He sucked on my nipple softly while I couldn't do anything but whine loudly and arch my back. He kissed along my stomach and sucked on the skin to leave hickeys. My hand went to his head, tugging softly on his hair.

"Daddy, daddy please," i begged.

He got out of his jeans and boxers, going back in between my legs. He pulled my panties off and ground our hips together. The room seemed so much hotter and smaller than it had before. I barely even noticed the colors because I was so distracted by Frank. He put his fingers to my lips for me to suck on them but I hit his hand away.

"No prep, I want you," I said.

He spit into his hand, rubbing it over his erection with a mix of precome. Frank lifted my legs over his shoulders. The head of his dick pressed against my hole, making my heart stop, stomach turn and my body shake with anticipation. He slammed in all at once and I let out a soft scream. It burned but at the same time felt so fucking good. He gave me a moment to adjust before he slowly started rocking his hips into me. I moaned softly, loving the way he filled me up. Yeah, Eliza's toys were great but I loved Frank's dick so much more.

"Harder, daddy," I whined.

Frank did just that, quickening the pace of his hips as he began slamming into me. Breathy little "ah, ah, ah's" fell from my lips with every thrust. Frank laid over me, my knees pressing to my chest as he kissed me deeply, my moans being blocked out by his mouth. He hit my prostate and I moaned against his lips.

"D-daddy, r-right there," I choked out. "Please."

Frank started hitting that sweet spot over and over again, harder and harder each time.

"You can come whenever you want, understand?" Frank asked.

I nodded quickly, pulling on his hair while he groaned deeply. The sound of skin on skin along with moans filled the room and I have never been happier to be two floors away from the rest of my family. I could feel my heart racing, my stomach twisting and turning into a tight knot that begged to be undone. My fingers were tangled in his hair, my grip getting tighter and tighter with every step that I got closer to the edge.

"D-daddy, close," I panted.

"Fuck, me too," Frank groaned.

I felt his hand wrap around my leaking erection, stroking quickly in time with his thrusts.  My hips jerked up into his hand, my legs starting to hurt slightly from being over his shoulders. The tight pulling began to hurt but I tried to hold off, not wanting to end this too soon.

"O-oh fuck," I whined.

I couldn't hold it any longer as I came over myself. My vision went dark for a brief moment and my head spun while I moaned. Frank kept pounding into my ass, cursing as he released inside me. He rode out his orgasm with shallow thrusts, pulling out and giving me a soft kiss. Frank laid down beside me, his eyes closed. I rolled over on my side to hug him, clinging to his side desperately.

"Please don't leave me," I whispered.

"I'm sorry," Frank whispered, going to stand up to leave.

I held him tight and shook my head, feeling my eyes fill with tears.

"At least stay until I fall asleep," I said. "Please, daddy?"

He sighed and nodded his head, laying back down beside me. Frank wrapped his arms around me and held me as I cried quietly.

"Daddy, I don't want you to get married tomorrow," I said.

"I'm sorry but I do want to get married," Frank apologized.

"I know," I whispered. "I just wish it was to me."

Frank kissed the top of my head softly.

"And we can't keep up what we have while I'm married?" Frank asked.

"It's not fair, not to me and not to Jamia," I said. "Why did you even come tonight?"

"I just wanted to be with you one last time," Frank said.

I looked into his hazel eyes, his oh so beautiful hazel eyes that I love so much. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I snuggled closer to his side. I wish we had to never leave this moment. I could feel the heat radiating off his body onto mine, his arms wrapped securely around me. I couldn't do anything but hold him tight because after tonight I couldn't have him anymore.

"I can't win you over to choose only me, can I?" I asked quietly.

"I'm sorry, babydoll," Frank muttered. "After tonight then we're over."

My bottom lip quivered and he ran a hand through my hair. I looked over his tattoos, seeing the one that said Jamia right over his heart. It was hard to see with the nuke that was on top of it but I saw it as I looked closely. I remember how it also says Jamia with a heart on his hand. He has a ring on his right arm with the date and place he had proposed to her. Tattoos upon tattoos dedicated to her and none for me. He must've been thinking the same thing as me from the look on my face because he held out his left arm. I looked at a tattoo that seemed new but it was just random numbers. I looked at him in confusion and he chuckled.

"It's the date that we bumped into each other at the store," he explained.

"Really?" I squeaked.

Frank nodded while I smiled and gave him a kiss.

"I wish you weren't getting married," I whispered.

He bit his lip and I knew what he was thinking, he wishes to get married. I sniffled quietly, resting my head onto his chest. I could feel myself becoming sleepy but I tried my hardest to stay awake as long as possible. I cool feel his hand running through my hair, soothing me into sleep but I tried to fight it.

"Daddy, are you happy about me dating Eliza?" I asked.

"Well, I'm glad that you've found someone who can make you happy," Frank said.

"She's my mommy now," I said quietly.

I felt his hand stop momentarily but it picked up its slow pace again.

"That's nice," Frank said, his voice sounding slightly upset, the tone was on the brink of angry.

"Is that okay?" I asked.

"Of course," Frank stated, that same tone still laced within his words.

"Are you jealous?" I asked.

"Of course not," he denied quickly. "I'm getting married tomorrow and then after that I'll just forget about you."

I felt hurt by his words and Frank realized his mistake as his whole body softened from its rigid form.

"Oh, Princess, daddy didn't mean it, I'm sorry," Frank apologized.

I sniffled and nodded my head, laying it back down on his chest. He hand was in my hair again as he kissed the top of my head.

"I mean it," he stated. "I won't ever be able to forget you, sugar."

"I can't forget you either," I whispered. "The other day when me and Eliza were doing naughty things I accidentally moaned daddy instead of mommy because I was thinking of you."

Frank chuckled and held me tighter.

"I had a wet dream about you but Jamia thought it was about her," he said.

"I'm gonna miss you so much, daddy," I muttered.

"I'm gonna miss you too, baby boy," he said. "Maybe we can still see each other but only as friends?"

"Too painful," I whispered, closing my eyes.

"Yeah, I get it," Frank agreed.

I could feel the tiredness taking over my body again. My eyelids heavy as I tried to keep them open. I didn't want to fall asleep because when I wake up Frank is gonna be gone. But it overtook my body as I fell asleep in his warm arms for the last time.