Don needs Christ

Frank finally got to his senses and greeted the other guests and offered them seats, my eyes hurt from seeing the lady in red and I'm sure the mild looking lady's eyes hurt too since she kept eyeing her dress when she felt no one was looking and occasionally scowling when the woman spoke.

"Whose the peep squeak", asked the lady in red and suddenly everyone's eyes landed on me, looking at me like I a weird creature that suddenly appeared, "Yeah Frank, she your bitch or something", said an average in height guy with long blond hair, blue eyes and thick eyebrows, your signature boyish look but I'm sure he's over 30, "The f- heck man she's a kid and she's my step daughter", I can't believe that guy said that, "If you're coming to my house hold next time please make sure to drink a full glass of manners", the blond guy looked shocked for a second along with his other comrades then he broke into a fit of laughter, "You've got a feisty one Frank", he says between laughs,"Cut it out Don and also Calypso, they're guests treat them with respect please", Frank said probably feeling like the responsible one among the group members, "Respect is due to who deserves it" "The girls right", said the lady in the red dress, "Don was rude by saying that too a lil girl", she continued, although I am sixteen and definitely not little I agree with her.

"Ok let's just forget about it I have a headache", said Gordon with his freakishly deep voice, even if I didn't want to stop criticizing that Don guy, I didn't want to get in trouble with Gordon and I'm sure the rest thought the same cause they all kept quiet after that.

I thought of going back upstairs but I decided not to cause I have to watch Frank, but what if he wasn't showing his real self to his friends right now cause I'm here. I've seen some restrictions in his behavior like how he almost said the f word but stopped himself like I was 9, I feel like there is a part of him that no one in this household knows about, not even my mom and I'm sure he has something up his sleeves.