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Running From Something That Isn’t Even There.
3 reviewsSo much was going through my mind all at once. I needed it to stop. I needed sleep.
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A/N- Hi guies. I know some of you where probably a little confused with the last chapter so heres the download on it. Bob found Frankies, Gerard is off on his own in a park. Gerard did not know bob found Frank, there for thats where the last chapter came from, understand? AWESOME :P Now heres the chapter your guys thought you where going to read :P R/R when your finished. Cos ya'know, that makes me smile :3 -Love Cassie oxox
Frank’s P.O.V
“Yeah it’s me Frankie” Bob smiled and patted my shoulder. I was in shock, how the hell did he just… he... WHAT!?
“How did you find me? I’m in the worst part of New York... How the hell did you find me?” I wanted to know, I needed to know. Were the others with him? Was Gerard here too?
“Well since you burned your house down and ran off, we’ve been searching for you. We looked all over New Jersey: No sign, so we headed to New York and BAMM, I found you.” He was grinning from ear to ear, like a small child who had found the ear-rings his mother lost and is awaiting his prize.
“Why have you been looking for me? Why? I didn’t want to be found, can’t you see that? If I go back I’ll be done for murder. I’ll go down for killing my own mother even though I didn’t do it.” I sighed and leaned back against the door.
“And what about your dad’s death?” Bob raised his eye brow.
“I couldn’t give a fuck about the monster. He can rot in hell for all I care” Bob sighed.
“Look Frank, you won’t go down for it. They’ve pinned it on your father. The case is closed. You can come home now, you don’t have to keep running, and you’re running from something that isn’t even there.”
I gasped, it couldn’t be true, they had to have known my father was murdered and he hadn’t burned the house down. It has to be some sort of trick, I actually almost believed him, what a jerk.
“I am never going back there, never. So just go home Bob. Forget you ever saw me.” I stood up, wanting to get away from Bob before he could drag me back to that hell.
“Bob, you ready man, we got to get go-… Frank?”
I turned around to see the tall, awkward boy that was Mikey Way. He gasped and for a spilt second I thought he was going to pass out; instead he ran towards me and dragged me into a bone crushing hug, crying softly about how happy he was I was okay and how much he‘d missed me.
For the first time in months I felt warm, loved even. I wrapped my tiny arms around his thin waist; I felt the hot salty tears leek from my burning eyes. I broke down in his arms, I had missed this boy so much, and he had been like an older brother to me over the weeks I had known him.
“Man it’s so good to see you. I missed your shortness”
Ray pulled Mikey off me and brought me into another bone crushing hug.
“I missed you to fro-man”
I hugged him tightly and let go. I looked at Mikey who was texting someone. He looked up and smiled and grabbed my arm, pulling me towards a car.
“You, Frankie are coming home, end of story. You belong with us, not on the street. Plus my brother will kill me if he finds out I had you in my grasp and let you go.” He giggled.
“So I have no say in the matter?” I raised an eye-brow.
“Well you do, but we won’t listen and kidnap you anyway. It’s just easier if you agree.”
He ruffled my hair as we got into the tiny red car. I’d love to tell you what make it is, but I honestly have never seen a car like it before. It looks like it’s something from the 1800’s. Once in and buckled Ray started the engine. We drove slowly due to the snow but soon we came to a small pokey motel.
Ray parked the car and we got out. Mikey lead me to room 21 and opened the door, pushing me inside. The room was small: 3 make shift beds on the floor; one double bed; a night stand and a door that I guess leads to the bathroom. I sat on the bed and looked at the guys. The 3 of them had HUGE smiles on the faces, which was quite creepy. They all looked tired though, like they hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a while. I sighed, because of me no doubt.
I rubbed my face with my hands. God only knows what I had put them through over the past couple of months. I was so stupid, so fucking stupid for running away, for killing my father and burning the house down. I should just never had of been born in the first place. If I hadn’t been born these guys would have never had to go through what they’d been through, my mother would never have been killed by that monster. God my mom… I haven’t thought about her in so long.
“So what now Mikey Way?” I looked at him, waiting for him to answer.
“We wait for Gerard; then we go home.”
My heart broke. Gerard, what will he say when he sees me? Would he kill me for running away? For burning the house down? For leaving him? For getting found? Would he even want me to go back with them? I fell back onto the bed and closed my eyes. So much was going through my mind all at once. I needed it to stop. I needed sleep. I crawled up, laying my head on the pillow and quickly fell asleep. And as always, my dreams where haunted with images of my mother’s life-less body on the cold kitchen floor.
Frank’s P.O.V
“Yeah it’s me Frankie” Bob smiled and patted my shoulder. I was in shock, how the hell did he just… he... WHAT!?
“How did you find me? I’m in the worst part of New York... How the hell did you find me?” I wanted to know, I needed to know. Were the others with him? Was Gerard here too?
“Well since you burned your house down and ran off, we’ve been searching for you. We looked all over New Jersey: No sign, so we headed to New York and BAMM, I found you.” He was grinning from ear to ear, like a small child who had found the ear-rings his mother lost and is awaiting his prize.
“Why have you been looking for me? Why? I didn’t want to be found, can’t you see that? If I go back I’ll be done for murder. I’ll go down for killing my own mother even though I didn’t do it.” I sighed and leaned back against the door.
“And what about your dad’s death?” Bob raised his eye brow.
“I couldn’t give a fuck about the monster. He can rot in hell for all I care” Bob sighed.
“Look Frank, you won’t go down for it. They’ve pinned it on your father. The case is closed. You can come home now, you don’t have to keep running, and you’re running from something that isn’t even there.”
I gasped, it couldn’t be true, they had to have known my father was murdered and he hadn’t burned the house down. It has to be some sort of trick, I actually almost believed him, what a jerk.
“I am never going back there, never. So just go home Bob. Forget you ever saw me.” I stood up, wanting to get away from Bob before he could drag me back to that hell.
“Bob, you ready man, we got to get go-… Frank?”
I turned around to see the tall, awkward boy that was Mikey Way. He gasped and for a spilt second I thought he was going to pass out; instead he ran towards me and dragged me into a bone crushing hug, crying softly about how happy he was I was okay and how much he‘d missed me.
For the first time in months I felt warm, loved even. I wrapped my tiny arms around his thin waist; I felt the hot salty tears leek from my burning eyes. I broke down in his arms, I had missed this boy so much, and he had been like an older brother to me over the weeks I had known him.
“Man it’s so good to see you. I missed your shortness”
Ray pulled Mikey off me and brought me into another bone crushing hug.
“I missed you to fro-man”
I hugged him tightly and let go. I looked at Mikey who was texting someone. He looked up and smiled and grabbed my arm, pulling me towards a car.
“You, Frankie are coming home, end of story. You belong with us, not on the street. Plus my brother will kill me if he finds out I had you in my grasp and let you go.” He giggled.
“So I have no say in the matter?” I raised an eye-brow.
“Well you do, but we won’t listen and kidnap you anyway. It’s just easier if you agree.”
He ruffled my hair as we got into the tiny red car. I’d love to tell you what make it is, but I honestly have never seen a car like it before. It looks like it’s something from the 1800’s. Once in and buckled Ray started the engine. We drove slowly due to the snow but soon we came to a small pokey motel.
Ray parked the car and we got out. Mikey lead me to room 21 and opened the door, pushing me inside. The room was small: 3 make shift beds on the floor; one double bed; a night stand and a door that I guess leads to the bathroom. I sat on the bed and looked at the guys. The 3 of them had HUGE smiles on the faces, which was quite creepy. They all looked tired though, like they hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a while. I sighed, because of me no doubt.
I rubbed my face with my hands. God only knows what I had put them through over the past couple of months. I was so stupid, so fucking stupid for running away, for killing my father and burning the house down. I should just never had of been born in the first place. If I hadn’t been born these guys would have never had to go through what they’d been through, my mother would never have been killed by that monster. God my mom… I haven’t thought about her in so long.
“So what now Mikey Way?” I looked at him, waiting for him to answer.
“We wait for Gerard; then we go home.”
My heart broke. Gerard, what will he say when he sees me? Would he kill me for running away? For burning the house down? For leaving him? For getting found? Would he even want me to go back with them? I fell back onto the bed and closed my eyes. So much was going through my mind all at once. I needed it to stop. I needed sleep. I crawled up, laying my head on the pillow and quickly fell asleep. And as always, my dreams where haunted with images of my mother’s life-less body on the cold kitchen floor.
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