Could I, Should I?

Frank
The Studio, I inhaled the dusty air around me and stepped inside the old place. Once again I had ended up here, not really a huge surprise considering this is the only place to go. I closed the door behind me and checked the clock, 1:42 am, awesome, looks like school isn’t happening tomorrow. I took a seat on the cold wooden bench and sighed deeply rethinking what the fuck happened tonight.
-flashback
“Frank? Could you come in here please?” My mother had called to me from downstairs.
“Yeah hold on a second,” I replied pausing the music on my IPod and rushing downstairs to meet my parents, “So what’s up?” I asked to both of them cautiously. Had something happened to Jay? Oh shit something happened oh shit, I thought beginning to slowly panic to myself.
“Well, your father has gotten a new job, and we are moving away, Frank.
”What? Moving? Ok pull it together Frank at least it’s not Jay.
“M-moving, where?” I stammered, my voice shaking.
“New Jersey.”
-end flashback
New Jersey. New fucking Jersey. Are you fucking with me? Right, like that will be good for Jay. Portland to New Jersey. I still can’t even put together what this will do to us, are they trying to fuck with my life? Jay’s life? “Seriously, New Jersey!?” I screamed into the dusty air smashing my fists into the ancient table. I had to stay strong now through whatever shit will happen in the coming days, weeks, years, years in New Jersey. Of course this kind of shit always happens to me. Right when everything was about to work out. Pencey Prep was just getting started and I just have to get up and leave. To New Jersey.
-flashback
“What.” Was all I could respond, clenching my jaw furiously.
“We’re sorry this is all happening so soon sweetheart, it will all be okay,” my mother said putting her hand on mine.
“So soon!? We’re leaving in two fucking weeks mom, two FUCKING weeks and you wait to tell me until now?! Two goddamn weeks to say goodbye, and pack all my shit up and just leave? Who the FUCK do you think you are?” I yelled standing up and knocking my chair to the floor.“ Fuck you.”
-end flashback
I had left those words in the air between my parents and ran out into the freezing Portland air. Of course it was raining, when wasn’t it raining here? My mind and legs took me here again. It’s the only place to go, well besides the bar down the street that I had been kicked out of for a fake I.D. I nearly laughed at that memory but my thoughts were still being overrun by this news that my parents had thrown down tonight. Had they told Jay? I’d rather tell her then them, I thought lighting up a cigarette and feeling a bit more relieved then previously. I took my old phone out and selected Jay in my message.
Jay's POV
I sighed as I skipped yet another problem on my math homework. I’m so not cut out for this shit, I thought, closing my book. I had been worrying about Frank the entire night, where the fuck did he go? I had heard him screaming from downstairs over my music and went down there shortly after to see what had happened. I came down to see my mother crying at the kitchen table and my dad on the phone with someone.
“Mom? What happened, is Frank okay?” I asked, worried for my older brother.
“Oh Jay, sweetheart,” she said, hugging me. I pushed her away quickly
“Mom, where is my brother.” I demanded monotonously, quickly getting more and more worried.
“I don’t know, he just ran out, but Jay-” was all I needed to hear from her before bolting upstairs and checking my phone.
1 New Message – Frank, it read. Thank God, I thought, opening the message, Hey sis, you ok? Did they tell you? xoxo Frank. Hey where are you, I’m fine, are you? Nobody told me anything. x Jay. I hit send and waited for him to receive it. What was he talking about? Nobody had told me anything important, whatever, if there was something to say then at least Frank would say it.
Frank's POV
I had read Jay’s message and told her to come to the studio. Of course she would know where to go, considering this is where we spent a majority of our time when our parents were arguing or when Jay was sent away for a month. I needed to tell her the news, but how? I mean I guess she is better off with this change then I am but she will understand on my behalf. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a knocking on the door. I got up quickly and opened it for my drenched and shaking sister.
“Frank, what the fuck are you doing here it’s freezing!” She exhaled rushing through the door.
“Is it?” I hadn’t noticed until now that my fingers were numb and I was shaking violently.
“Yes dumbass it is,” she said handing me my old skeleton gloves she must’ve taken from my room when she left.
“Thank you,” I whispered sliding the gloves over my frigid fingers, “so Jay.. did Mom and Dad.. tell you anything when you left?”
“No, what did you do?” She asked, smirking.
“N-nothing really it’s not important, but um well mom told me that dad got a new job and we’re..moving.”
“Moving?” Jay questioned, confused,” Moving where..”
“New Jersey..in two weeks..”

Notes

Hi so this is my first story ever hahah i dont know if I will keep up writing this so let me know what you think. Sorry about all of the flashbacks and changes of POV's! Questions comments etc. help out a lot, thanks!


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