I was going to escape, to find my love

I spread out the map on the cold stone floor, shivering I placed one hand over the map explaining it to frank, my prison friend, he's quiet cool actually, he started the fire in Norway for a joke,
okay. Maybe he's a bit weird,but hey, So what. aren't we all?
he was unusually down when I was explaining,
"Frank, what's up?" I asked.

He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

*Frank's P.O.V*
Gerard laid out the map on the floor. He started to explain but I wasn't really listening. AlI could think of was the fire and the screams, what if I did it again?

There's no point in escaping if there's no one to go to. Constance is dead, mom and dad died in the fire, there's really no point, Gerard turned to me asking if I was okay.

I was far from okay, but I just nodded simply. But he knew me well and cocked his eyebrow at me.
I sighed running my hand through my hair, giving up and took a photo of Constance out my pocket. It was the only picture I had left after the fire, even her soul had burnt.
i felt tears come to my eyes.
Gerard dropped his head
and said something I never though of before

Notes

Sorry it's so short but Skye's writing the next chapter and it's just the intro
promise in the next chapter they'll be escaping