Denise's POV: " I just put Frankie's prescription in for his pain killer for his broken ribs after what happened to him at school. I can't believe that a kid at his school was capable of doing something like this. "

Frankie: " Mom, I want to go home. " he says to his mom.

Denise: " You don't want to get a bite to eat? " she asks her son.

Frankie: " I want to go home; I'm hurting way too much right now. " he says to his mom grimacing in pain.

Denise: " Okay, let's go home and I'll get pick up; how does that sound. " she says to Frankie.

Frankie: " That sounds great. " he says to his mom.

Denise: " Okay. " she says to her son.

Frankie: " When I get in, I want to go to sleep. " he says to his mom.

Denise: " Okay. " she says to her son.

Frankie's Pov: " Mom and I just got home from the Doctors and from the drug store where my prescription would be filled, I have three broken ribs on my left side from Grayson kicking me randomly and now I have to miss more school. "

Denise: " Sweetie, let me help you. " she says to Frankie after parking the car, locking it, and opening the front door.

Frankie: " Okay. " he says to his mom before grimacing in pain and discomfort due to his broken ribs.

After Denise got Frankie inside and helped him up the steps, to his bedroom and in his bed, she went back downstairs to the car and grabbed his backpack and put it down in his bedroom after walking up the steps and to his room.

Frankie's Pov: The bullying has gotten physical know, I have been pushed into my locker, knocked out of my chair, tripped by someone, punched in the face, spit balled, had paper thrown at me and randomly kicked; I don't think that I can handle it anymore.

Denise: Sweetheart.

Frankie: Yes.

Denise: I'm going to go pick up some lunch and then I'll get your prescription.

Frankie: Okay.

Denise: Stay put.

Frankie: Okay.

Denise: If you go to the bathroom, please be careful.

Frankie: Okay, I will.

Denise: I love you sweetie.

Frankie: Love you too mom.

Denise: I'll be back.

Frankie: Okay.

Frankie's Pov: I waited until my mom left the house before I snuck my way down the steps and outside, to smoke my first cigarette; I never smoked a cigarette ever in my life but because my life sucked at the moment, I decided to try it.

~ Outside of the house ~

Frankie: Fuck my life!

Calvin: Hey, Frankie.

Frankie: Hey, Calvin.

Calvin: How have you been?

Frankie: I've been better.

Calvin: Are you sick again?

Frankie: No, I have three broken ribs on my left side.

Calvin: How did that happen?

Frankie: Grayson did it to me, he randomly started kicking me in my music class and I had to be rushed to the hospital.

Calvin: Are you fucking serious?

Frankie: Yes, I am serious, the bullying got worse, and I don't think I can deal with this anymore.

Calvin: Is that a cigarette?

Frankie: Yes, no one at school likes me and I am constantly being bullied.

Calvin: When you start smoking, you can't stop.

Frankie: Calvin, I need something to help me feel better, something to help me forget about everything.

Calvin: I understand but can't you find anything else.

Frankie: I have tried a good amount of things to help me feel better and forget about everything but none of them helped.

Calvin: Have you thought about getting a therapist?

Frankie: No.

Calvin: As your friend, I think that you should consider getting a therapist, I have had one for 3 years and it has been helping.

Frankie: I'll think about it.

Calvin: I gotta go but it was great to see you.

Frankie: You as well, promise me that you won't tell your mom that you saw me outside.

Calvin: Why?

Frankie: Because I am not supposed to be outside, I'm supposed to be upstairs in my bedroom in bed resting so my ribs can heal.

Calvin: Okay, I won't say anything but promise me that you would think about seeing a therapist.

Frankie: Okay, I promise.

Calvin: Alright, see you later.

Frankie: See you later.

Calvin: Bye.

Frankie: Bye. * he says to his friend Calvin before lighting his cigarette with a lighter and taking a puff in before letting it out and then coughing *

~ At the restaurant ~

Denise: Good afternoon, I'm here to pick up some lunch.

Host: Last name?

Denise: Jonas.

Host: There you are.

Waitress: Here is your order.

Denise: Thank you.

Waitress: Have a wonderful day.

Denise: Thank you, you as well.

Waitress: Thank you.

Denise: Bye.

Waitress: Bye.

~ Phone rings ~

Denise: Hello.

Pharmacist: Hello, is this Denise Jonas?

Denise: Yes.

Pharmacist: I'm just calling to let you know that there is a prescription ready for pick up at the pharmacy.

Denise: Thank you, I am on my way to the pharmacy right now.

Pharmacist: Okay, see you soon.

Denise: You as well.

Pharmacist: Have a wonderful day.

Denise: You as well.

Pharmacist: Thank you.

Denise: You're welcome.

Pharmacist: Bye.

Denise: Bye.

~ End of phone call ~

~ Back outside of the house ~

Frankie: I should get back inside before my mom gets home. * he says taking one more puff of his cigarette before throwing it on the ground and stumping on it to put it out *

Hazel: Was that Frankie outside, smoking?

Charlene: I don't know, maybe but who cares.

Hazel: Seriously, Charlene.

Charlene: What, everyone knows that he is a nobody.

Hazel: Why do you hate him so much?

Charlene: What?

Hazel: Frankie and I used to be the best of friends back in middle school before my family moved.

Charlene: You were friends with him?

Hazel: Yes, and we lost contact.

Charlene: Wow.

Hazel: If you can't accept the fact that Frankie and I were best of friends, you need to leave.

Charlene: Are you serious?

Hazel: Yes, I won't tolerate any hate towards Frankie or towards me at all.

Charlene: Whatever.

Hazel: Goodbye.

Charlene: Fine, goodbye.

Hannah: Sweetheart are you okay?

Hazel: No, I'm not.

Hannah: What happened?

Hazel: I got into a fight with Charlene because she was being rude to me when I told her that Frankie and I used to be the best of friends in middle school before we lost contact.

Hannah: Awe, sweetheart.

Hazel: I haven't been in contact with Frankie in so long and I feel like I should connect with him again.

Hannah: That would be nice, you should and visit him sometime; I should reconnect with Denise as well.

Hazel: Okay.