Demolition Lovers
Chapter 2
"Hey Frank! Cherry, Lily," I hear my dad say, welcoming in the Iero's.
"Hey guys," I say with a shy smile.
"Hey Bandit!" Cherry says enthusiastically.
"Hi," Lily echoes.
"Come on, lets go upstairs!" The three of us run upstairs while dad and Frank hang out downstairs.
*One hour later*
I hear the phone ring, but I ignore it and let my dad answer it. A few minutes later I hear crying. I look at Cherry and Lily and they hear it too.
We run downstairs and look into the living room doorway.
We see my dad crying on Frank's shoulder, he looks really upset.
"Looks like we've got a little Frerard goin' on," Lily says quietly. I give her a light punch in the side. Lilly's always been somewhat of a perv.
"Uh, dad, what's wrong?" I say slowly walking over to the couch.
"She...It's just...I..." My dad keeps crying uncontrollably.
i look at Frank for some help, and he gives me a sad look.
"Bandit, your mom isn't coming home...the bus the band was on collapsed on a bridge that wasn't built well. I'm sorry."
I can feel my eyes filling with tears. My dad pulls away from Frank and opens his arms and I rush into them. We cry for what seems like hours until I finally stop.
"Dad," I whisper, and he takes a minute and stops crying.
I walk into the kitchen and see some dinner that Cherry, Lily, and Frank must have left for us. I also notice that it's almost dark out. I grab the Wendy's bag and carry it into the living room where my dad is pulling it together. I turn on the TV and the news is on.
Oh damn, it's about the accident.
I quickly turn it off.
"Sorry," I say passing my dad some food.
"Its fine, Bandit," he says quietly, still sniffling after hours if crying.
I settle down on one of our huge leather recliners, and prepare for a restless night's sleep.
"Hey guys," I say with a shy smile.
"Hey Bandit!" Cherry says enthusiastically.
"Hi," Lily echoes.
"Come on, lets go upstairs!" The three of us run upstairs while dad and Frank hang out downstairs.
*One hour later*
I hear the phone ring, but I ignore it and let my dad answer it. A few minutes later I hear crying. I look at Cherry and Lily and they hear it too.
We run downstairs and look into the living room doorway.
We see my dad crying on Frank's shoulder, he looks really upset.
"Looks like we've got a little Frerard goin' on," Lily says quietly. I give her a light punch in the side. Lilly's always been somewhat of a perv.
"Uh, dad, what's wrong?" I say slowly walking over to the couch.
"She...It's just...I..." My dad keeps crying uncontrollably.
i look at Frank for some help, and he gives me a sad look.
"Bandit, your mom isn't coming home...the bus the band was on collapsed on a bridge that wasn't built well. I'm sorry."
I can feel my eyes filling with tears. My dad pulls away from Frank and opens his arms and I rush into them. We cry for what seems like hours until I finally stop.
"Dad," I whisper, and he takes a minute and stops crying.
I walk into the kitchen and see some dinner that Cherry, Lily, and Frank must have left for us. I also notice that it's almost dark out. I grab the Wendy's bag and carry it into the living room where my dad is pulling it together. I turn on the TV and the news is on.
Oh damn, it's about the accident.
I quickly turn it off.
"Sorry," I say passing my dad some food.
"Its fine, Bandit," he says quietly, still sniffling after hours if crying.
I settle down on one of our huge leather recliners, and prepare for a restless night's sleep.
PLEASE FINISH THIS!
12/29/16