“If you need to sleep in the same room with her, you don’t sleep in her bed.” I couldn’t bring myself to say their bed. “If you need someone to talk to, you call me. I’m who you go to for comfort, Franky.” I continued with my list of demands, asking for what I wanted even if the answer would be no. “If you need something to let your frustrations out on, if you need someone to fuck, you come find me in the middle of the night. I’m your secret keeper, your shoulder to lean on, your ocean when there isn’t one, and my ass is your goddamn punching bag. Do you hear me?”
