Till I come back to you!

It had been 3 long, horribly, lonely days since Frankie had rushed out of his apartment and he hadn’t heard even a word from her in those days since. He stayed hidden away in his apartment the whole time, usually sleeping or drinking himself to oblivion. He knew that this was no good and that there was no reason for him to be in the dreadful city any longer, Rome may be missing the love of his life but at least when he was there his emotions weren’t put through a terrible roller coaster; when he was there he knew where he stood and that was somewhat comforting. He decided to call and make reservations for a flight back to Rome leaving that night, it was a more expensive but he would be away from this whole damaging situation.

He decided that it would be a good idea to pack first then set out to say goodbye to Frankie, he wasn’t going to tell her he was leaving he would just make his peace and then leave without any disturbances. He just wasn’t very sure as to how he would make it through the day without breaking down again.

Frankie had been rushing around for the past couple days, first she officially broke off her relationship with Keech: even though after he hit her it was quite clear that it was over then. Unfortunately Donna’s mother had become very sick, needing medical attention, so that’s where Frankie had been the past two days and would more than likely be for a little while longer. Donna needed her as much as Donna’s mother needed her but first Frankie needed to make a stop at home to pick up more clothes for her stay at the hospital. Hopefully while she was at home she could call Andrew, she needed to talk to him; she needed to explain her actions the other day but every time she attempted to contact him something came up. But now she was heading home and nothing would stop her from calling him, he deserved to know what happened and how she felt.

Andrew had been paging her place for the past ten minutes and still no answer, he knew that she wasn’t home but he was hoping she was maybe asleep and hadn’t heard the buzzer.
Finally he gave up and retrieved the letter out of his coat pocket and placed it in her mailbox, he had planned on her not being there and wrote her a letter telling her how he felt and that he was leaving and what time and where he was. It was his last hope that maybe she would read this and come after him, but he knew that it would never happen. At the end of his letter he told her he loved her and that he always would, then he left his phone number and address so she could reach him whenever she needed to. He buzzed her place one last time the retreated back to his hotel room where he would spend the rest on the day till the cab came to pick him up at 5:00pm; he wanted to be at the airport early hoping it would cause the time to move more quickly and he could leave at 8:00pm.

Again Frankie had gotten tied up talking to the doctor about Donna’s mother’s condition, thankfully it was not serious and after a few more days of recuperation she would be well on her way to a perfect recovery. She looked at her watch and saw that it was about half till five and she wanted to hurry hopefully she could catch Andrew in time to take him to dinner and then begin her explaining and then her serious groveling. She approached her apartment and noticed the mail that had piled up in her box and it made her chuckle; she grabbed all the mail and then ascended the stairs to her apartment.

Once she had got the door to her apartment open, she kicked off her shoes and began sifting through the junk mail, stopping abruptly at the sight of a small envelope with her name neatly inscribed in perfect calligraphy. Her fingers couldn’t open the envelope fast enough, and quickly she read over the letter in her hands while tears began to fill her eyes. Her eyes shot to the clock on the wall, it was five till five, she didn’t have much time, thankfully he had got a hotel close to where she lived she could be there in no time. She sprinted out the door and down the stairs, the only thought her mind could process was that she couldn’t lose him, she wouldn’t lose him.

He took one last look at his place, remember vividly the brief encounter he had with her then his dream, it was too much he had to go. He sulked down the steps then handed his key to the registrar and headed towards the door.

Frankie couldn't think about anything but getting to Andrew, if he left her again she didn't know what she would do. She practically sprinted down her stairs, if she could reach him she just knew she could make him understand with that final thought she made her way down to the street and out the door.

Andrew pushed away from the desk and picked up his luggage. His cab was pulling up and his movements seemed to hesitate, he knew it would be best to get out of this town but his heart was saying a very different story. Hanging his head he made his way out the door to the waiting cab, "Pittsburgh airport please." Andrew closed the door to his cab, 'why did this seem so hard.' He looked up quickly and out the window, it was time to put the pain behind him.

Frankie was turning the corner on her travel to Andrew's hotel and saw him climbing into the cab. "Andrew!" She called out chasing after him; it was too late though the cab started to pull away. "Andrew... Wait!"

The cab driver turned a bit as he pulled away, "So business trip? You don't look too happy."

"No, I'm heading home the only thing I came here for ended up not needing me." He responded somberly.

The driver just shook his head, "A woman huh? That's how it always is."

Andrew chuckled a bit, "It's funny, my mind is playing tricks on me. I wanted her to be here so badly to stop me from leaving I swear I could hear her voice."

Frankie had chased after him calling his name but the cab never even slowed, “Andrew..." She called one last time as she stopped to catch her breath.