Frank's POV

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Gerard was on the phone to his and Mikey's parents, telling them what had happened with Fallyn thanks to some persuasion from Ray and Bob. Of course he'd been planning to show up at their house for Christmas with Fallyn in tow and say something along the lines of 'guess what I found'.

Well maybe not that exactly but I wasn't Gerard so I obviously can't think like him.
But personally if I had a little sister who went missing and I found her the first thing I'd be doing would be calling Mom and Dad.
Gerard didn't feel the same apparently.

But I wish that instead of talking to his parents he'd try to use that freaking sibling connection thing he had with her. He said he'd been able to tell she was in Blackford then he should know where Fallyn is now. I just want to know she's alright and safe and not in any immediate danger, it's the only that matters to me.

I've been panicking from the second she disappeared to the moment I woke up after the sleeping pills wore off. It was nearly six in the morning now, the sun was starting to come in the windows and the guys were still talking like it was mid-afternoon.

Normally at this time I'd be sitting on the couch, waiting for Fallyn to wake up so we could have breakfast and I could give her some more guitar lessons which is one of the highlights of my day.

Now I was walking around the kitchen eating dry toast and hoping it'd take some of the sickness away. Sickness that was getting worse and worse by the minute.
It felt like someone was trying to tug my stomach out and drag it down the road, off to some unknown location.

Was I supposed to feel like this?
Was there a chance I'd caught a bug or had some kind of illness?

I thought I wasn't supposed to get sick now that I was a vampire, I'm technically dead so I can't catch a flu.
Can I?
And why the hell was I eating toast?

Food does nothing for me other than taste good, I'd have better luck drinking some blood. But I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat anything until Fallyn is back on the bus or I at least know that she's alright and has a place to go.

Personally if I had the choice I'd want her on the bus, I'd ask her why she'd want to leave. I can't think of anything we've done to make her hate us or not feel welcome here. I'm a bad person, I should have talked to her more, I should have stayed outside with her when everyone else went into the bus.

There's so many things I should have done that would make her happier with us.
She needs to know how much everyone misses her.
How much I miss her.

"No, Mom, I'm telling the truth. Cross my heart and swear to die." We all knew that didn't mean much since we were all but in a coffin dead.

"You're being completely honest? No lies?" The whole bus could hear her with no effort, besides we could get nosy at times and it's not like we had anything better to do.

"Yes, why would I want to lie about something like that? Believe me she was just on the bus." Gerard insisted, unfortunately for him and everyone he couldn't put Fallyn on the phone.

"Just send her a picture," I told him, taking another bite out of my toast which made my nausea even worse.

"Mom, give me a minute, okay?" She muttered something in response and Gerard took his cell away from his ear and started tapping away on the screen.

"What if Mom and Dad don't believe it's her? She had red hair when she was little, remember?" Mikey said, standing up and looking over Gerard's shoulder as he continued to stare at the phone.

Fallyn was a redhead?
That was hard to picture.

I was so used to her blonde and black hair that I couldn't imagine anything else. Apparently Fal's likes to fool around with hair dye just as much as her brother.
But in all seriousness, if I ever see her with red hair I'll be as confused as all fuck.

"Message, sent," Gerard mumbled, bringing the smartphone back to his ear and tapping his fingers on the kitchen bench.

Within seconds the sound of screaming erupted from the phone, loud enough that even a human would have been able to hear it.

"That's her, that's Fallyn! Oh my, Donald look at this." I would have thought hearing this reaction from their mother would have made Gerard and Mikey happy but instead their lips were pulled into an almost identical grim expression.

"Where is she? I want to talk to my baby." Their faces became even sadder and even I felt bad for Mr and Mrs Way or Donna and Donald as they always insisted I call them.

"See this's where the problem comes in." Gerard rubbed the back of his neck and looked at the floor, this is gonna be hard for him even if I was still kinda angry at him from yesterday.

"What? What problem?"

"Fallyn, she ran away again after some, uh, problems came up." Gerard looked at me as he spoke, it's fantastic to know he considers me a 'problem'.

"No," she gasped and Mikey stepped forward, taking the phone from Gerard and continuing the conversation for him.

"Mom, don't worry. Everything will be fine, we know where she is and we're on our way to get her right now." He was speaking calmly but I could see that he was still worried, that hadn't changed at all.

"Where are you? How far away from her are you? What was the problem?" It was no surprise how many questions she was asking, I'd be worried if she wasn't saying anything.

"We just passed through Lexington in Nebraska so we're about eight hours away and the problem is that Frank kissed her." The phone went silent again except for some almost inaudible whispering sounds.

"Frankie?"

"Yeah, Donna. I kissed Fallyn, Gerard beat me up for it and swore at me." I got a death glare from Gerard for dobbing him in to his mother and I shrugged.

"Gerard, why would you treat your best friend like that? Shame on you. This is the exact reason you never had any friends in school." I snorted, trying to not flat out laugh my ass off at the shame playing across Gerard's face from the scolding he'd just received.

"Will Fallyn be okay? I want to see her." She went back to talking to Mikey and I tried to hide my smile caused by Gerard's mood with a piece of toast.

"She'll be safe and we'll be back in Jersey before you know it and Fallyn will be with us," Mikey reassured her with a calming voice, managing to sound a little creepy at the same time.

"That's wonderful. I have to call everyone and tell them the good news." It'll be a while before she's finished calling all the people the Way family know, it doesn't take a genius to figure that out.

"'Kay, Mom. We love you, tell Dad that as well. We'll be home with Fallyn as soon as possible," Gerard said, taking over the phone call with Mikey finishing the last half.

"Love you too boys, give Fallyn a hug for me until she's home. Bye-bye." The line went dead, Gerard sighed and put his mobile in his pocket.

If we don't bring Fal's home it'll kill Donna and Donald.
Just as sufficiently as it'd kill me.

On the other hand it was hilarious that I had Donna on side when it came to me kissing Fallyn. I already know that Mikey, Ray and Bob didn't mind but it would make it more difficult for Gerard to have an issue when his mother didn't.

"Are you sure it's going to be eight hours?" I asked, it didn't seem like it should take us that long, the bus was travelling pretty fast and I don't remember Blackford being that far away.

"It'll be more around five, I want to let Fallyn go to Katelyn's memorial before we take her back to Jersey," Gerard explained and I nodded, it made more sense that way.

Five hours, it seemed like such a long amount of time but the bands had photoshoots that last longer than that. But when I became a vampire I'd only been out for half an hour, some of the most epic things can happen in a matter of minutes.
Fallyn could find another bridge to throw herself off for example.
I know she has the guts to do it.

It wasn't only guts though, she had the determination and remnants of what convinced her to do it in the first place would still be in her mind.

Why can't I be one of those vampires that get all the really cool powers like teleporting or turning into a bat? It's more useful that what I've got.
The only one out of us who can do anything even slightly weird is Bob...and the most he's able to do is take a good guess at what injuries someone's got.

I've seen all those movies where vampires can transform into fog or read minds.
I don't even get to fucking sparkle.
Granted I really, really, really don't want to be a sparkly vampire since that would kinda suck during daytime concerts but it'd be nice to have at least one thing that'd make me unique.

I haven't met all the vampires in the world so I can't decide for sure but it'd be really cool if there were some vamps who had abilities. It'd also make me green with envy but I'd still like to know.
Maybe it works like it does in movies, you develop powers as you get older.
I hope that's it.

I'd love to shoot laser beams out my eyes.

"Do you ever wonder if we have some sort of superpowers?" I found myself asking no one in particular, just wanting to hear some opinions.

"The girl who changed me could fly." Gerard said quietly and everyone's heads snapped up.

"What the what?"

"She could fly, that's at least what I was told anyway. But it could have been a lie." He shrugged but it was hard to believe that anyone would lie about something that epic.

"So there's a chance one of us could be able to do something?" Gerard apparently decided to start ignoring me again and walked out of the room, leaving me and the guys to continue our conversation.

"Maybe but Jesus, could you picture one of us flying? That'd be awful not to mention flat out weird." I had to agree with Ray on that one, I've seen a lot of movies and unless you have a cape flying does not look normal.

"Imagine your hair, it'd be all over the place." Mikey laughed at Ray before making strange zooshing noises that I could only assume were meant to symbolize the wind going through Ray's fro.

"Frankie, aren't you afraid of heights anyway?" Bob asked even though he didn't have to, everyone on the bus and probably half the bands fanbase knew I was terrified of heights.

"Yeah, hehe. I'd just be flying around, having a complete panic attack but I could probably get to Blackford faster to see-" I got hit by a wave of nausea so strong I thought I was going to throw up then and there.

"Whoa, dude are you okay? Your eyes just went black," Ray said, sounding completely freaked out, personally I was just trying to not puke all over the kitchen.

"What?" I groaned, leaning my head against the cool counter.
What the fuck is wrong with me?

"Your eyes went completely black, can't see the whites kind." Huh, maybe I'm being possessed by a demon, that'd be my luck.

"Uh, guys," Mikey murmured to Ray and Bob, getting their attention only for the three to go completely silent.

They were doing the stare off into space thing, the one I and everyone else associated with mind chat. I knew it was rude since they weren't talking out loud for a reason but I made an attempt to tap into their minds through all the nausea.
They'd locked me out, I couldn't hear anything.

I had a habit of doing it but I didn't like it when people were talking about me and I couldn't hear them. If you're gonna talk about someone then you do it when they can hear you.
As much as I wanted to tell them off I couldn't, I was just trying to shut off the nausea that had gripped onto every inch of my body.

Don't throw up, don't throw up.

"Yeah, okay," Bob said, glancing at Mikey with a skeptical look before turning to me.

"Frank, answer this. What does Fallyn's blood taste like?" I got hit by another wave and dry reached, my eyes watering and it being apparent the toast had done nothing whatsoever for me.

"Look, his eyes went black again!" Mikey pointed at me and I stared at him with a 'fuck you' look since he was happy while I was almost throwing up, "holy shit, you're actually in love with her," Mikey gasped and my eyes narrowed slightly, my expression now changing to 'no shit Sherlock'.

"Alright, I'm not in the mood for your teenage girl gossiping, I'm going to lay down and hope this goes away but feel free to bitch about whatever." I pushed away from the bench and walked down the bus, in the opposite direction of where Gerard headed earlier.

My bunk was beyond inviting as I climbed in, enjoying the feeling of behind away from everyone as I pulled the curtain shut. I still felt sick and I was terrified that it was never going to go away, I just wanted to escape from it. It had gotten worse and worse as time went on and it refused to fade away because Fallyn was the only thing I could think of.

I knew why I was like this and it made me happy and sad at the same time.
I wanted to tell Fallyn's what I was feeling, I needed her to know about it and she wasn't here to listen.

The second I see her I'm going to tell her that I love her and I'll beg her to never leave me again.
I will literally get on my knees if I have to.

Whatever it takes I'll do it.

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