Not So Bulletproof Hearts

(Kats POV)

The funeral was heart breaking, I stood with my mom and watched as my dad, uncles and grandfather carried my grandmother’s coffin out of the church and into the cemetery. There was not a dry eye to be seen, I looked at my mom, eyeliner and tears streaming down her cheeks. I gripped her hand for reassurance. At that moment I felt my phone going off in my purse. I couldn’t answer it now, so I just ignored it and hoped they would leave a message. My dad was first the first to make a speech “Helena Monroe was a truly inspirational woman…” by this point I’d stopped listening, I cared, just didn’t want to listen to it in fear of crying again. My mind wandered away with thoughts of my Frank. MY Frank, he’s actually mine, no one else’s. That makes me feel so special, wait… Frank… It was probably him that called. I hope he’s okay.

Not long after we got back to my grandfather’s house, everyone sat in the living room in complete silence. To avoid the awkwardness I went out into the hall and got out my phone ‘one missed call – unknown number.’ Puzzled I went to my call log and to find they had left a message. I opened it and put the phone to my ear, waiting anxiously for what was about to be said. “Kat! Its Gerard, something really bad has happened, Frank has been in a car accident and is in the hospital. I’m on my way to pick you up so we can go see him as soon as possible. I’m so worried about him, Kat.” I could feel my heart breaking as I dropped to the floor, I wanted to cry but as I lay on the floor with my bottom lip trembling, I was completely silenced. I couldn’t even breathe. I heard a frantic knocking at the door, pulling myself up with my hand on my heart almost limping down the corridor. I pushed the door open to see Gerard; he looked like a terrified little boy who had just witnessed his parents fighting. I threw my arms around him and screamed. “It’s...it’s gonna b-be okay.” I could feel the words trembling as they fell out of his mouth. “We have to go. I don’t know if he’s gonna be okay yet, the hospital called but they didn’t tell me his condition.” Gerard grabbed my arm and we ran towards the car. Just as we were about to set off my dad poked his head around the door. “Where are you going!?” he seemed angry. “We’re going to the hospital, my boyfriend has been in an accident.” The frown on his face dropped. He nodded in consent and closed the door. With that Gerard turned they key and the car roared to life. The look of fear on his on his face unescapable.

(Franks POV)

I awoke to a beeping sound coming from somewhere near me, the fluorescent lights blinded me I opened my eyes. I brought up my arm to shield them from the light but something was restraining me. As my vision cleared I saw that I was in a hospital, a white curtain draped around the bed I was uncomfortably laying in. That’s when the pain hit me. A shooting pain through my head, rubbed my head with my left hand to find 4 stitches across my forehead. I groaned started to close my eyes. “Ah. It’s good to have you back Mr Iero. You gave us quite a scare then.” I forced my eyes to open and looked to the end of my bed and saw a doctor standing there. “W-what happened?” he raised an eyebrow and turned to study his clipboard. “Seems you may have amnesia, Frank. Don’t panic, your memory shall return in time.” I racked my brain to try to think what happened. “I’d just like you to fill in this form. It’s just a memory test, simple things like your name, the year, and the president.” I filled in the form pretty quickly, my name ‘Frank Anthony Thomas Iero ‘ jr, the year is 2013 and the president is Barak Obama, I knew pretty much everything apart from the people in my life. I remembered my best friend Gerard but that was pretty much it.

I closed my eyes and dozed off, hoping to regain some of my memory. “Frankie? Are you okay?” I opened one eye to see a woman standing over me, he had long brown hair and a nose like, well, it was more of a beak really. “yeah… I’m okay. Umm… do I know you?” she looked down at, she was confused, frankly, so was I. the confused look on her face faded and a smile crept up, one of the creepiest smiles I’d ever seen. To be perfectly honest I was quite scared. She stared at me solemnly “Frankie, I’m your girlfriend Shiloh.”

Notes

oh my god... what will Kat do!?