Chapter Text
You Say
Bridget stood still as she watched Franky drive off. Bridget sighed she knew deep down an angry Franky wouldn't listen or reason. Bridget returned to her office grabbed her mobile, calling would be wasteful so she sent her a text ‘I've never lied to you, don't intend too start I love you x'.
Franky walked into the hotel lobby she glanced at her phone, read her text from Erica. ‘5th floor, room 502’ Franky took a deep breath as she walked towards the lift. Each second felt like a lifetime. The last time she felt this angry, overwhelming feeling of anxiety she were in Wentworth.
Franky walked slowly towards 502, she knocked on the door waiting patiently when Erica opened the door with a big smile on her face.
“Franky come in, what have I done to deserve this pleasure?” Erica smiled as she sipped a glass of wine.
Franky suddenly felt overwhelmed, mixture of feelings roaming her body. Erica felt nervous, unable to read Franky's body language.
“Congratulations, I never pictured you pregnant. Suits you by the way.” Erica smiled as she passed Franky a bottle of water.
Franky shook her head, “Why did you do it?” Franky snarled.
Erica frowned, “Franky I am lost, I haven’t done anything to you. I care about you”
“Don't Erica, don't give me that bullshit. You spiked me, don't deny it I saw the video"
Erica walked towards the bed and sat on it. “I haven't spiked you. We were old friend's, we got drunk, hooked up, Bridget was never meant to find out. I'm sorry she did, I thought you got back together.”
Franky punched the wall, felt shooting pain in her hand and knuckle. Definitely a break, she knew that feeling.
“Just stop with the bullshit Erica. My brain can't take anymore. I have seen the video of us walking back to the room, I was paralytic. Conveniently after having a drink you handed me. So don't tell me I willingly went to bed with you.”
Erica looked nervous, Franky walked towards her.
“Did you rape me?” Franky asked starring her in the face.
“Franky" Erica began to speak when Franky grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the bed. Franky climbed on top of Erica as she pushed her hands towards her throat. “Tell me why I shouldn't kill you?”
Erica gasped for breathe as Franky released her hands.
“Tell me, did you rape me?” Franky asked.
Erica shook her head, “No, no I didnt"
Franky frowned, and deep down in her body she felt relief.
Erica sighed, “I’m sorry, I couldn't accept the rejection. I'm sorry, I just wanted you but you weren't interested. We never did anything, I swear”
Franky shouted “I have a wife, a family, my child could've died”
Erica began crying “I'm sorry. I see how much your family means to you and I'm sorry. I can't take back what I have done. The Franky I knew wanted me, you wanted me in Wentworth. You pushed me against the wall in my office. So I guess we are even.”
Franky slapped Erica across the face when she heard her phone ringing. Her heart sank, Bridget was calling and she was once again sabotaging her family.
“You're not worth it. Stay away from me and my family. I will kill you, that’s not a threat its a promise.” Franky shouted as she climbed off Erica.
Franky walked out the room holding her arm, her hand needed medical attention. Franky sat in her car as she pulled the sun screen down, picture of Bridget and Willow smiling. Franky texted Bridget back “I love you too x"
Bridget felt relieved receiving Franky's text. Bridget worked late, was happy to get home after a long day. She walked into their home all lights off. She popped her head in Willow's room, she found Franky cuddled up with her daughter. Bridget smiled, she slowly walked over to Franky and kissed her head as she stirred.
Bridget smiled brightly at her, “Hey” she whispered.
Franky slowly untangled herself from Willow, slipped slowly away from her bed. Once they got in the corridor Bridget noticed Franky's hand in a cast.
“What happened to your hand?” Bridget asked concerned.
Franky smiled sadly “I punched a wall, Gidge will you hold me, please"
Bridget's heart broke seeing Franky so vulnerable, “Baby come here" Bridget wrapped her arms around her as Franky began to cry.
Bridget guided them to their bedroom, “hey whats happened?”
Franky sat on the bed as she glanced at Bridget, “Today for a split second I was the old me. I saw that video, the anger inside me I haven’t felt that since prison. I went to see Erica"
Bridget's face dropped and Franky noticed her eyes look at her hand, put two and two together.
“I wanted to kill her, you stopped me. If you didn't call me, I don't think I would've stopped. What is happening to me?” Franky asked with tears in her eyes.
“Baby, did you hurt her?” Bridget asked concerned as Franky nodded her head.
“oh Franky, what if she goes to the police?” Bridget asked.
“I’d rather die than go back in there” Franky sobbed.
“What about our baby, Willow, Tess, me?” Bridget asked with tears in her eyes. Bridget raised her hand to her mouth. “I need a second" Bridget walked out of their bedroom to the kitchen.
Franky laid back in the bed she granted Bridget some space. They both hurt each other again today. Franky mentally cursed herself. Franky watched the clock tick by before she headed to the kitchen.
Bridget sat at kitchen table drinking a glass of wine as she held a picture of their baby scan in her hand. Her eyes puffed red, she had been crying as she looked defeated to Franky.
Franky approached as Bridget opened her arms wrapped them Franky. Franky wrapped her arms around Bridget’s waist pulled her closer.
“I'm sorry" Franky whispered.
“Don't be, under the circumstances I understand your anger. But baby, we can't use violence. We are a family, we need you, all of us. The thought of you back inside is unthinkable.” Bridget softly spoken.
“I know, me too. I will mention it to my psychologist, it scared me how quickly I lost control. I know my hormones are a little over the place. Gidge this was real rage, last time I felt like that I spent 6 weeks in the slot.” Franky spoke.
“Maybe I need to prod and poke you" Bridget smiled. “Do you want to talk about Erica?” Bridget asked.
“She said we never slept together. Still didn’t admit she spiked me,” Franky frowned. “what sort of person does that? She admitted she jealous of you and our family. We have gone through hell, our little girl going through hell”
Bridget stroked Frankys face, “As much as you drive me crazy, we are in this together”.
Franky sighed “I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I'm not enough. Every single lie that tells me I will never measure up. The only thing that matters now is everything you think of me. You mean the world to me, I am gonna keep fucking up. Just promise me, you will never leave me again.”
“I promise” Bridget smiled as she kissed Franky.