The Light Behind Your Eyes

"Fuck! What do we do, Patrick?"
"Shit, I don't know, call 911?"
"No, they'll probably think we did something.."
"Is he even alive?"
*Poke*
"Pete! Don't fucking poke him!"
"Shh! Look, he's breathing."

I woke up to two men standing over me.
"What?" I asked weakly. "Frank?"
The two men exchanged confused looks. "No, who's Frank?" One asked.
"Where am I?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes and sat up on my elbows.
One of the men crotched down. He had strawberry blondish/reddish hair and black glasses that matched and covered his dark eyes. "Are you okay?"
I coughed as I looked up at them. "I don't know..."
"What's your name?" He asked
"G-Gerard." I said softly. My eyes widened as started to remember everything. "Where's Frank?" I panicked.
"W-we don't know who Frank is, Gerard." he said.
I panicked more as I stood up. Too quickly. I immediately lost my balance again. The two men caught me.
'Who are you?" I asked the man.
"My name is Patrick and this is my partner Pete." He said, wrapping one of my shoulder and the other around Pete's. They carried me to their car and sat me down against the trunk.

One of the men opened the trunk and handed me a water bottle. "What were you doing?" They asked. I looked up to see a man with darker skin compared to Patrick's, his arms and neck were covered in tattoos, just like Frank's.
"Hello?" He said, snapping me out of my thoughts. He was still holding the water bottle. I took it slowly.
"I was looking for.... Someone." I said, whipping my mouth dry from the water I had guzzled.
"All by yourself? You look like you're sixteen?" Patrick peered from the side of the car.
"Yeah... I guess." I looked up at them and realized how much older they looked from when I first woke up.

"Daddy?" I jumped when I heard a tiny voice squeak from inside the car. I stood up and looked in the back window. I saw a little girl, about five or six, peering out the window . She had milky skin and big, beautiful, bluish greenish eyes that hid in her dirty blonde hair. Her face was filled with innocence. She was the most beautiful child I've seen.
"Daddy?" She said softly as she got out of the car. "Who is that?" She asked and pointed to me.
"This is Gerard." Patrick said with a nervous smile.
She looked at me again. "Why is your hair red?"
I looked at the strands of crimson that fell in my face. "I like it." I said weakly.
She walked towards me, revealing a small smile. "Me too.." I smiled back at her.

I looked over at Patrick and Pete. "Well, I should probably go. I still have to-"
"No, Gerard." Pete said firmly.
"Yeah, we should probably bring you with us." Patrick chimed in. The girl's face beamed with excitement.
"Where are you going?" The asked. "We'll take you there."
"That's the thing, I don't know..." I sighed.
They exchanged confused looks again. "What do you mean?" Patrick asked.
"It's more of an... Instinct, than I know where he is." I said nervously. I pushed my hair out of my face. Damn sun...
"So you don't know where 'he' is, but your instinct brought you here?" He asked. "Where are you from?"
"New Jersey!" I said out of my nervousness.
"Monroe," Pete said to the girl, "get in the car, we'll be there in a second."
Once she was gone, Patrick and Pete stared at me. "Gerard, what are your... Instincts telling you?" I felt Frank wake up, happy. It felt strong and I smiled.
"We have to go south." I smiled again, knowing I was closer.
"How far?"
"I don't know, I can't tell."
They looked at each other and grinned. "Get in."

Notes

Two chapters in one day!
Maybe I'll do a third later.
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