Sightless love

“You ready for this?”
“No.”
“Me either.” Ray murmured as he stood up. He was so concentrated on keeping his position perfect, that he went completely silent. Shocker. Especially after his blathering mouth last night.
“Oh Gerard blah blah I think blah blah Frank blah blah blah”
Thats all I heardlast night so I can’t really recite what he said.
Anyway, back to Ray’s concentration.
Damn I could almost see how idiotic he looked and his ridiculous expression as he tried to balance a cup on his head.
There was a loud bang and Ray slumped back down in his bed, I was sure he was pouting.
“Awww its okay Ray, I couldn’t see you fail.” I laughed. I was laughing pretty hard.
“Shut the fuck up Gerard.”
It had been several days in Newark searching for Frank. Kayla had not answered her phone for us once. I couldn’t understand why. We frantically began to ask people in various stores if they saw Frank, describing what he looked like, but no one knew who we were talking about and demanded us to buy something or leave.
Newark was such a lovely town.

Anyway, Ray picked up his phone again. “I think we should try again. I’ve been doing research, I think we have the wrong number.”“Theres no point.” I sighed. “Shes not going to pick up. I’m sure its not even her actual number, it could be outdated or something.”
“We can’t just give up.” Ray protested.
“Yes, yes we can.” I crossed my arms. “I’m so done with this shit. Frank is being ridiculous.”“He wants to be found. He didn’t want to run away.”
“Or hes just fucking with me, just like everyone else does in my life.”
“I never have.”
Silence. I didn’t know what to say. Ray brought up a really good point and he sounded really insulted by me saying that.
We had grown quite close in the past few days. I really enjoyed his presence and I enjoyed having company. I usually was independent, but damn I was really starting to enjoy life,
Every day was a new adventure,
every day I didn’t know what I was going to face,
every day I got to wake up and be free.

“Come on Gerard.” Ray prodded me with the question again.
I nodded. “Alright, fine.” Why not, I guess. It’s not going to hurt, it would only take a few seconds to fail and then we could begin our search at the library again.
Ray put the phone on speaker and dialed the number.
Ringing.
Ringing.
Ringing.
“This is useless.” I muttered.
“Shut up.”
Ringing.
Ringing.
Rining.
“Ray-”
“HUSH!”
“Hello?”
We both froze. She actually answered. Sweat poured from my forehead and I began to panic. What was I going to ask!?
“Hello??” She repeated.
“Um, Hi.” I answered, shooting Ray a glare. “I’m Gerard, a close friend to um, Frank Iero-”
“Frank Iero?” she whispered. “Oh God… is he still alive?”
“Well, thats just it. I don’t know. He’s gone missing.”
“Because of him.” She said again.
We had no idea what she was talking about.
“Who is him?” I asked, worried.
No response.
“Look, we really need your help.” Ray chimed in. “We have been looking for Frank for a week now. We are really worried about him. He needs to be safe… any information we can possibly get on him could be really helpful. Like, why he would run away, his family history, all that. We love him so much and we’re so worried.” His voice cracked and I don’t know if he was bluffing or if it was genuine.
“Ray, is that you?” she asked hopefully.
Ray started to cry. The kind of really sad crying that makes you want to cry too. I felt a pang of sympathy in my stomach instantly. “Kayla hes gone. I’m so worried. I promised you I’d take care of him-”
“Shhh Ray shhh.” Kayla soothed. Her voice was such a motherly soothing voice.
“I’m so sorry.” Ray whispered softly into the phone.
“Don’t be sorry Ray. Please don’t be sorry, its really not your fault.”
Ray went silent and I felt uneasiness fill the air. I could tell there was so much more to this than I knew.
I didn’t dare prod Ray with questions. I remained silent and bit my lip while Ray cried softly.
“Ray, who’s with you?”
“Franks boyfriend, Gerard.”
“I want to speak to him.”
“I’m here.” I chimed in.
“Listen. I’m Franks real Mother. Frank used to live with me and Anthony-” Her voice cracked, and she took a moment to gather herself. “Anthony raped a girl. I divorced him and was ready to take Frank with me, but when Anthony got out, he framed me for selling cocaine.” I heard a deep inhale to prevent her from crying, “I went to jail, and I still am in jail.”
“Wait, then how did we get a hold of you?” I frowned, confused.
“I figured out how.” Ray confessed.
“Ray why didn’t you tell me any of this?” I looked at him.
“Because I didn’t think it mattered.” He whispered.
“Anyway, I think Anthony is abusing Frank and he ran away.” Kayla said. “You have to protect him and keep him from Anthony, you have to trust me and not let Anthony get a hold of him.”
“Got it. We will find him and keep him from harms way I said.”
“Gerard, how-”
I cut Ray off. “We will figure it out.”
“Thank you guys.” She started crying. “Thank you guys so much. I have to go. Good bye, please, save my baby.”
The line clicked. I looked at Ray.
“I trusted you.” I hissed at him.
“You still can.”
“You hid all that from me!? Why!?”
“Because it never came up. I only met his mom once when she came to my house before she went to court. She was so worried about Frank. It’s not that big of a deal.” Ray shrugged.
I sighed and shook my head. I needed to drop this. I wasn’t concerned about my relationship with Ray, my goal was to find Frank and get the fuck home. I was sick of playing games, and fighting with him wouldn’t help our situation. “Well, we have to find Frank and figure out what we’re going to do.” Ray said.
“I don’t think Frank plans on being found anytime soon.” I sighed and layed down in bed.
“Remember Dawn?”
“Yeah.”
“I think shes Franks grandmother.”That could made sense. She didn’t want to get involved with Anthony’s life, fearful of him hurting her, that was a probability.
“We have to go to her house.” I sat up.
“I dont know-”
“We have to do anything we can to find Frank.” I snapped.
Ray didn’t argue any further.


We arrived at her house at four in the afternoon. I knocked on the door, and she answered.
“May I help you boys?” She sounded like a sweet, old lady.
“Actually, yes.” I said. “Are you the mother of Kayla Iero?”
“Shes Kayla Marrs, now. Why?”
“Well, we actually just talked to her.” Ray chimed in. “We were wondering if you could help us find his son.”
“Oh, not you from the phone again.” She muttered.
“Please, hear us out.” I pleaded. “We really need your help.”
“I really have no interest in helping you.” She started to shut the door.
“What if I told you we could get Anthony jailed?” Ray said.
She paused. “Hmm. Keep talking.”
“We plan on finding Frank and finding out what Anthony did. We are certainly believe Anthony drove him out of his house and made him run away.”
Dawn lowered her head. “You didn’t hear this from me, but theres a rumor that a kid is wandering around by Campell street who doesn’t belong there. Check it out. Thats all I have to help you with. I’m sorry.” She left us be and I started walking away.
“Gerard where are you going?”
“To find Frank.”

Notes

Ahhh for some reason my writing keeps getting worse and worse, I am so sorry guys :c