Franky Family Novels & Stories

• • BLAIR POV Frankie had turned out to be everything I could have possibly wanted in a nanny. In her late fifties, if I had to guess, she had been a stay at home mom until her kids were grown then started taking care of other people's children. With her mexican accent and a chest that was a pillowy shelf, Nathan had taken to her instantly, and Frankie had been absolutely tickled by the smiley boy. Even Ronnell had conceded that Frankie was wonderful. That hadn't stopped him from installing security cameras that linked to both our phones in all the living areas, though. He trusted Frankie, but only so far.

Frank screamed as he ran to Alfonso. “Did you have fun?” Alfonso asked. “Yes I did. Mommy and I made new friends.” He said. “You did?” Alfonso asked. “Yes, look at the photos we took.” Frank said as he handed Alfonso the photos we took at the booth. “Is this mommy’s friend?” Alfonso asked as he looked at me, he didn’t seem pleased at all. We had our dinner as Frank went on and on about what he did at the amusement park, how much fun he had with Abby and her father. The mention of Abby’s father I could see Alfonso’s jaw tighten slightly, but Frank was oblivious and would continue to talk about his day.

I said. Then looked at their families “so Gabe’s family; Jamie, Lily & Frederick. Jeremy’s family; Delilah, Kai, Smith & Zack. Susie’s family; Lapis, Nimbus, Sinon & Raja. Fritz’s family; Darrel, Kream, Kal, Harold, Zephyr, Tia, Sara, Deus, Kana, Skye-Flame & Micah. Cassidy’s family; Jason, Merve, Lucy & Jasper. And Charlotte’s family; Henry Emily, Liz Emily, Sammy Henry and Mia Henry. Williamson’s family; Jean, Nimas & Samuel. Stanley’s family; Byrama, Kane & Derek, Aliza’s family; Tiana, Weber & Elon, Reggie’s family; Daniel, Micah, Angel & Jesse, Autumn’s family Seabreeze & Heiki and Zion & Robinson’s family; James & Sabina, and many more to count. My FNAF will continue to grow” I said as

Frank's eyes widened in shock, but he saw that I wasn't joking. "Babe, you cannot cut your family off. They are still your family," he said, trying to coax me into letting the matter lie low. "No way. They are not my family. If you claim that you love me, Franklin, then you should have no problem cutting off all communication with them," I insisted. "Hmm," Frank took a few steps closer to me. "You should know that my father and yours are friends. My dad also invited us to come over to the mansion this weekend. Please, just try to keep calm," he said.

I chuckled as I hugged Tatum and then Marcus before Frankie wrapped his arms back around me from behind. I looked around in amazement, I couldn’t believe all of my closest friends were here with me. “Where is everyone staying?” I questioned, hoping they were going to be close by so we could spend as much time as possible together. “We’re all staying here. I hope you don’t mind,” Frankie said as he kissed my temple. “Mind? I am ecstatic. Why would I mind? You guys are basically my family,” I replied and I realized that this is why I missed them so much. Besides my Aunt Jeni, this was my family.

Frank retorted firmly. Stefany rolled her eyes, trying to control her emotions. "Daddy, I don't care about Daniel's family or anyone else. I just want to sing with my friends. What's wrong with that, Dad?" Stefany protested to her father again. "Stefany, you don't understand. The Alexander family has been our family's enemy for a long time. So I don't want you to get involved with anyone from them," Mr. Frank replied, sighing deeply.

Paul declared, in a fatherly tone. “As you wish,” I noted. My friendship with Paul wasn’t going too well, and Saturday was starting to make me feel really uneasy. Jane was waiting for me outside the locker room. Brian was just introducing Frankie when I arrived. We headed home. “We’re going to the movies together, did you hear?” Frankie asked excitedly once we were in the car. Frankie was a bit scatterbrained and often spoke before thinking. He was born with a condition and went to a special school as a kid, but he’d since caught up—only the impulsiveness remained.

“That’s because you landed on my arm!” “Maybe if you hadn’t been standing in my way—” “Maybe if you could walk straight—” Frank waves his hand, still laughing. “Well, that’s one way to start a love story.” “Yeah,” I mumble, glaring at Tyler. “Real romantic.” After dinner, Vivian insists on showing me the house. Tyler stays behind with his dad, probably pretending to help with the dishes. Vivian leads me upstairs, chatting non-stop about the family, about Tyler’s childhood, about everything in between. Her energy is infectious — warm and kind, like sunlight on a cold morning.

“She is the blade in a war she does not understand. She thinks blood can be cleaned with soap and a smile.” “Leave her out of this,” Frankie snapped. “She is not your toy.” Marco’s grin got colder. “You do favors, Frankie. You move men, you hide men, you lend hands. Do you think you can run your family like a church? But church is an expensive word around gangs, and I collect tithes.” I heard the spit of a shell clip dropping somewhere behind the bar. People pressed their faces against corners and watched. The bar looked like a stage with actors who had not agreed on the script. Frankie’s chest rose and fell fast. I caught his eye, and I saw something like pleading.

“ Well, Mrs. Samantha and Mr. Jonnathan, with all our respect, we have come to ask for your daughter Francie's hand in marriage. “ Zeuck's father said. Francie was shocked and looked at Zeuck. Igor was surprised and looked at Zeuck. Samantha: “ Zoin family! How much honor! Jonnathan smiled and nodded. Zeuck belonged to the Zoin family, it was a millionaire family. The reality is that Zeuck and Igor were the same, from rich families but they liked to adventure and see the world. Clarina happy: “ When will the wedding be? Zeuck's father: “ Well... Francie interrupted them: “But I still haven't said if I want to!