Frank’s POV.

“You’re supposed to be in prison.” I whispered, my heart thudding quickly in my chest. I didn’t understand.

“That was a couple months ago Frank, they let me out.” Ray shrugged, smirking a little.

“They shouldn’t have let you out.. Just tell me where Jamie is and I’ll go, I won’t bother you anymore..” I whispered, suddenly feeling very sick. I knew Ray wouldn’t give him up that easily.

“Oh, Jamie’s inside.. Watching tv. He’s a cute kid.” Ray chuckled, stepping to the side a little. “Come in.. You can see for yourself.”

Oh this really wasn’t going to end well. I took a deep breath and stepped into the house. I glanced down the hall and into the living room, where I saw Jamie sat on the sofa, his eyes on the tv. Oh thank fuck.

“Ja-“

“No.” Ray murmured, placing his hand over my mouth to shut me up. “No we don’t want to let him know you’re here yet..” He murmured before taking my hand and tugging me in a different direction. Up the stairs.

“Ray no..” I whispered, tears filling my eyes. I knew exactly what was going to happen. It had happened so many times before.

“Do you want Jamie back?”

I sniffed, nodding whilst I was pulled into his bedroom. My hands started shaking when he closed and locked the door. Shit.

***

Half an hour later; I walked down the stairs with tears streaking down my cheeks. I ran a hand through my hair to tidy it a little and took a deep breath. I went in the direction of the living room, though Ray’s hand grabbed my arm.

“No.. I didn’t say you could have him yet precious..” He whispered, pulling me close whilst his thumb stroked against my cheek.

“B-But..”

“It’s going to take a lot more than that.” Ray smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to my cheek. “Come back tomorrow and I’ll let you have him, I promise..”

“Really?”

“Really.”

I glanced back over at Jamie and wiped my eyes with my sleeve. “I just need him back home.”

“And you will baby, you will.. Now get going, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I tried not to flinch as he kissed my forehead. I walked out and tugged my hood up. I wanted to hide from everyone.. No doubt I looked a complete mess. I ached all over, I was crying and I’d done my shirt up so quickly it was all wonky.

***

Gerard’s POV.

“Seriously, where has Frank gone?” I muttered, pacing the room. I’d never been so stressed in my life, and I was a man that had been on the run.

“Gee..” Sarah began, placing her hands onto my shoulders to still me. There were tears in her eyes, but she was trying so hard to be strong. I didn’t know how she was coping so well.. Our son was missing.

“I know, I know.” I whispered, wiping my eyes. “I just.. I don’t know what to do. I feel so fucking useless. Someone’s got my baby.. Why would they do this?!”

“I don’t know..” Sarah whispered, turning her head at the sound of the front door opening.
Oh god, Frank might have found him! I rushed into the hallway excitedly, though my heart sunk right back into my stomach when I saw he was alone. He’d been crying too.

“Frank what’s wrong? Why are you crying, what’s happened?” I asked, all a little too quickly.

“Nothing Gee.” He whispered, smiling a little. “I just.. I’m upset, this is all my fault.”

“No..” I whispered, pulling him into a gentle hug against my chest. “No it’s not your fault and I’m sorry for shouting at you..”

“I’ll do anything to get him back y’know.” Frankie whispered against my chest. I knew he would. We both would.

“That’s because you’re an amazing father.” I smiled a little, kissing the top of his head. “I’m gonna call the cops again.. They haven’t contacted us since yesterday.”

“No!” Frank said, a little abruptly as he pulled away from me.

“What?” I frowned.

“You’ve called them already.. I’ll do it.”

“You’re far too thoughtful.” I murmured, kissing his cheek before walking through into the living room back to Sarah.

***

Frank’s POV.

I took a deep breath, watching Gerard leaving before making my way up the stairs. I locked myself in the bathroom and slid down onto the floor, my back resting against the wall.

I slid my phone out of my pocket and looked down at it for a moment. I had a text from Ray, shit.

‘Can’t wait to see you tomorrow. X’

I rolled my eyes and placed it down. I wasn’t going to call the police.. There was no way I was going to do that.

They’d find out that I knew where Jamie was. Then I’d be in trouble. Then Gerard would leave me. Then I’d be completely lost.

“Fuck.” I whispered, swallowing harshly.

After a moment I pushed myself up and flicked the shower on. I peeled my clothes from my body and slipped under the warm water. I needed the feeling of Ray’s hand on my skin to go away.. And thankfully, after a few minutes the horrible feeling did melt away.

It didn’t stop me from feeling terrible though. How did I get myself into these positions? Why was I so fucking weak?

I had to do it though, for Jamie.. Ray had told me I’d regret it if I didn’t do what he said. I couldn’t risk him harming Jamie. I’d rather I got hurt, than that little boy.

I know, I know. I’d hated him at first but we’d had such a good day and Gerard loved him more than life.. It was his son for gods sake. How could I let this happen?!

I’d do whatever I could to get Jamie back.