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A/N-Yeah this was just an Idea I had a t school...i thought of it during a math test! OK Here it goes! BTW there are 2 POVs in this story AND I haven't come up for an age for bandit, but lets just say like 12....

Bandit's P.O.V
He won't believe me. Why would he?
Well what if he did, would I say, "Hey, daddy! Did you know Frank killed your wife? Just letting you know!"
I put my face and my hands and feel to the floor
And then Is tared to cry.
F*CK YOU FRANK!
YOU RUINED MY LIFE! YOU KILLED MY MOM!
I cried harder now.
I heard the door in my room open slowly.
"Bandit?" Gerard said walking into my room
I continued to cry ignoring his presence.
"Bandit, are you okay?" He asked again getting closer to me.
He sat down next to me and put his arm around me and hugged me tight.
"Why are you crying?" he asked
I looked up at his face
It looked like he was just crying.
"You...you won't believe me!" I cried more now.
"Well it depends what it is!" He said trying to cheer me up.
"Well...its..umm..." I tried to catch my breath "I know who killed mom"
Dad let go of me.
He looked concerned now.
"Bandit, if you're making a jo-"
"I'm not!" I stared to cry again.
"Who..who is it?" He asked
"Frank" I said.
"Thats not funny, Bandit." He said clenching his fists.
"I told you you wouldn't believe me!" I screamed before getting up.
I ran out of my room.
I ran the satires
"BANDIT!" Dad screamed
I kept running.
I passed Frank who was sitting on the couch.
I stopped. And stared at me.
He smiled.
But I just flipped him off and an out of the door.
"BANDIT!"

Gerard's P.O.V-

"I can't believe she's gone, Frank!" I sobbed on the couch.
Frank put his arm around me.
"Its just, I miss her so much!" I cried again.
Frank hugged me. "Shoosh" he said rubbing my back as I cried into his chest.
"It must be hard for Bandit" Frank said still rubbing my back. "You should go see how's shes doing"
"Good idea" I said forcing a smile on to my face before standing up.
I walked up the satires to bandits' room
I opened up her door.
She was just sitting on the floor.
"Bandit?" I said walking into her room.
She didn't move.
So i moved closer to her.
"Bandit, are you okay?" I asked again walking closer to her.
As I got closer I saw she was crying.
I sat down next to her and put my arm around her and her hugged her close.
"Bandit why are you crying?" I hoped to get an answer this time.
She looked up this time.
Her face was read and wet from crying.
"You...you won't believe me!" She cried before crying again
"Well it depends what it is!" I said hoping to cheer her up.
"Well...its..umm..." She was crying so much she couldn't catch her breath.
"I know who killed mom"
I let go of her.
"Bandit, if you're making a jo-" I started but I was cut of by her
"I'm not!" she stared to cry again.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Frank"
"That's not funny, Bandit" I said to her.
Why would she blame this on Frank?
"I told you you wouldn't believe me!" She screamed before running out of the room
"BANDIT!" I screamed after her
"BANDIT!"
I heard the door slam
"Bandit" I whispered as Is tared to cry again.
I've lost both of my girls