Frank pushed his wheelchair into the kitchen. He smiled, Lily sitting in his lap.

"Hello, beautifuls," I said, giving them both kisses.

He chuckled, handing her to me.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too," I replied.

"Come on, let's go cuddle," he said.

"I can't, I'm doing dishes," I said.

"I'll help," he said.

"You can't reach the sink," I stated.

"I feel bad because you've gotta do all the work and I can't because I'm in this dumb fucking cast," he muttered.

"It's Halloween, you can't be sad on your own birthday," I said.

"Not sad, just guilty," he said.

I smiled, giving him a kiss.

"The girls are gonna look so cute in their little costumes," he said.

"I know, I can't wait to show you," I said. "I got them the cutest costumes."

I handed Lily back to Frank and went back to doing the dishes. Linda came back with Frank's grandpa and the birthday cake. I giggled and took the girls upstairs, setting them onto the bed. I got them both dressed into their costumes. Little Lily was dressed as a calico cat. It was a fuzzy white onesie with black and orange spots, it even included a little cat tail and a hood with cat ears. Cherry was dressed as a puppy, light brown with a fuzzy tail and floppy ears on the puppy hood.

"Adorable," I muttered.

I smirked as I grabbed my own costume. I wasn't sure what to wear for my costume, I had gone between so many different things. I had finally decided on one simply for the irony. I changed into my first costume before putting on my second costume. My second costume was  just a big skeleton onesie. I pulled the hood up and carried the kids downstairs.

"Oh my god, you're all so adorable," Frank said.

"Where's your costume?" I asked. "I thought you were getting ready."

Frank reached to the side and pulled out a 'Make America Great Again' hat.

"Ew, why do you have that?" I asked.

"Scary Halloween costume," he said.

I giggled and gave him a kiss.

"Look at them, little kitty and puppy," he cooed.

I handed him the girls and he smiled.

"I love you guys, you're so cute," he said. "And I love you too, Baby, you look so cute like a little skeleton."

I giggled quietly and pushed the wheelchair into the kitchen. I got us plates of pizza and smiled as I sat beside Frank. I took Cherry as we ate together. As soon as we were done we all moved over to the living room. Linda sat us all down and had us all take pictures together.

"Oh, I can't believe my baby boy is eighteen," Linda muttered, her eyes watering.

"Mom, you don't have to cry," Frank said.

Linda wrapped her arms around her son as she cried.

"Oh my god, I can't believe it's your birthday, you're already eighteen," she sobbed. "Just yesterday I was changing your diapers and teaching you to tie your shoes. My little baby's gonna go off to college, gonna be a doctor."

"Speaking of, you have a letter in the mail, Frank," his grandpa said.

He handed Frank a package and paled.

"Oh god, it's from Rutger's," he muttered. "I can't open it."

"Open it, Baby, I know you got in," I said.

I took both the girls from him as he took a few deep breaths. Frank ripped it open and I could feel my heart pounding. This was it, this was the decision of whether or not he went to a good college or community college. If he gets in he will no doubt become a psychologist and be able to support me and the girls without the help of his father's money.

"Fuck, Frank, open faster," Linda said.

He ripped it open and took out the letter.

"I got in," he breathed. "Holy shit, I-I got in!"

We all cheered and have him hugs. Cherry and Lily were both smiling, happy that we were all happy.

"I-I got a scholarship," he said. "M-my grades are good enough that I actually got a scholarship. Oh my god, I'm actually going to Rutger's and I'm gonna get a Ph.D."

I gave him a kiss and he smiled, tears welling up in his eyes. He's worked so hard for this and it's finally happening. Years of studying and working hard and he actually did it.

"Hold on," Linda said, hurrying out.

Frank's grandpa took pictures before his mom came back.

"Look at what you made me when you were only seven years old," she said.

She handed him the folded piece of light purple construction paper. Frank opened the homemade card and smiled.

Deer mom happy mothers day. I cant buy you a gift so my gift is when im older and i go to colluge im gonna be a doctor so i can buy you alot of necklaces and then i will have money and i will buy you a big house and a dog and any thing you want becus i will be a doctor with lots of money.

"Oh, that's so cute," I said. "You were such a sweet kid, Frank."

"Fuck," he muttered. "I can't believe I actually did it."

"You've worked so hard for this," I said, giving him a kiss.

He smiled and gave both his daughters kisses.

"I'm just so happy that I'm going to be able to actually get my own job to support the girls," he said. "And to support my beautiful fiance and my mom too."

"Oh, sweetheart, I don't need that," Linda said.

"You deserve it, you're the one who supported me all these years," he said. "You gave up so much just so I could have a better childhood and I want to return the favor."

Frank smiled as he read the acceptance letter over.

"So, if he got into college her then does that mean we aren't moving to Wisconsin?" I asked.

"Yeah, it looks like we're gonna stay here," Linda said.

"Good, I wouldn't want my daughter, grandson and great-granddaughters moving away," Frank's grandpa said. "I'd miss you all so much."

"We'd miss you too," Linda said.

The two of them went off to do dishes and Frank looked at me, tears of joy running down his face.

"I did it," he whispered.

I gave him a soft kiss, handing him Cherry.

"It's still gonna be like six or seven more years until I get my degree but I actually got into college," he said. "No one in my family has gone to college, I-I'll be the first."

"You're gonna be amazing, Baby," I said.

"And then I'm not even gonna be Mr. Iero, I'll be Dr. Iero," he said. "What do you think? Dr. and Mrs. Iero?"

"I think it's adorable," I said.

"Kinda funny, I'm not used to it," he said. "I-i didn't think I would get in because I was arrested. I thought I was gonna get rejection letters because no one wants a near convict at their college. But I guess they saw passed that and instead to all the hard work I put in."

"You deserve this and so much more, Baby," I said.

I gave him a kiss and he smiled. Linda and his Grandpa came back with the cake and we all sang happy birthday to him. We spent the night together all talking and laughing before it began to get late. Linda took the girls to Frank's grandpa's house to stay the night.

I sat on Frank's lap, kissing him deeply. We've been like this for a while now and I know we both wanted so much more.

"Come on, Baby, let's go upstairs," I said.

"You'll have to carry me," he said.

I giggled and pushed his wheelchairs to the bottom of the stairs. I wrapped my arms around him and helped left him up. It took a while but I managed to get him up the stairs to the bedroom. He laid on the bed and I smirked as I put music on.

"So, I have a second costume," I said as I turned to face him.

"Second costume, huh?" He asked, tucking an arm under his head.

I giggled and began slowly unbuttoning my onesie. I dropped it around my ankles and revealed my second costume. Frank's has dropped slightly as he looked at me.

"Oh fuck," he muttered. "You look...you look so fucking good."

It was a police woman's costume that consisted of a tiny, tiny skirt and a tight cropped top. Both pieces were dark blue and the skirt had a fake belt design on it.

"Thought it was kind of ironic after your arrest," I said with a small blush.

"Fuck, come here, Baby," he said.

I smiled and straddled his hips.

"By any chance do you have handcuffs?" He asked.

"You want me to cuff you to the bed?" I asked.

Frank looked intrigued by the idea and I smirked.

"Lucky for you they happened to have a pair of toy handcuffs there that I bought," I said.

I pulled the handcuffs out of the nightstand and he flushed red. I pulled his shirt off and held his hands above his head, handcuffing him to the headboard.

"Fuck," he breathed.

"Happy birthday, Baby," I muttered, kissing down his chest.

I kissed along the little happy trail of dark, curly hair. I pulled down his pants, which were just loose sweatpants because it was the only things that would fit over his cast. I struggled pulling them off over his cast and he chuckled. Frank's laughing quickly stopped when I wrapped my lips around his erection.

"Fuck, Baby," he gasped.

I smirked as I thought about how the only word he could manage to say was just 'fuck' over and over again. I took him to the base and gagged lightly. He moaned, the metal of his handcuffs clinking lightly.

"Fuck," I whimpered.

I pulled of, circling my tongue around his tip. The salty taste of precome filled over my tongue and I couldn't get enough of it. I moved up to kiss him roughly. Frank moaned as I ran my hands over his body. I stroked him slowly, smiling as I sat up.

"Fuck, I wish prison was actually like this," he mumbled as he looked up at me.

I smiled, tucking my  red hair behind my ear. There was a zipper in the middle of the crop top and I unzipped it, tossing it aside. Frank's eyes cast downwards and he smirked.

"Fuck, a-are your breasts gonna shrink or are they gonna stay big?" He asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Fuck, I love them," he mumbled. "You're beautiful no matter what but...fuck."

I giggled, running my thumb over his slit. He gasped, his eyes closing.

"Please, baby," he muttered.

I smiled and took off my little skirt and thong. I grabbed the condom and lube, ripping open the foil package. I rolled it onto him and spread lube over him. I sank down onto him, gasping quietly. We spent the night together like that, filled with nothing but our moans and love.