"Xantia?" Frank says shaking me from my sleep. "What do you want Frankie?" I ask rubbing my eyes, "come on we have to go." he says tugging on my arm, "what why?" I ask sitting up straight. "My dad is angry and I don't want to leave alone." I jump out of my bed and start packing clothes, "come on Xan." Frank yells, "I am hurrying Frank." I say looking into his eyes, I can see a mixture of fear, anger and hate. "WELL IT ISN'T FUCKING FAST ENOUGH!" he screams slapping me across the face.

I awaken with a gasp, what is it with these dreams of Frank, or are they memories. But I didn't know him before he kidnapped me. I look over to Max, who is fast asleep. "Just go back to sleep Xan." I quietly say to myself, but I can't get back to sleep. Frank is filling my mind. pictures of him and myself in my old room, I don't remember them being there. Although after I came out of hospital when I was younger my room was renovated, maybe my mother still has the old items. I'm sure she wouldn't throw away things like that. I will have to go and see tomorrow.

-(Frank's POV)-

"Xantia will come and get me." I mutter, "I know she remembers me, I know it." I am in a cell by myself, it turns out the police searched my house and found Isabella. the fucking bitch ratted me out. "Oi Iero you've got a visitor." A guard says and I stand up and walk towards the door. The officer leads me to one of those rooms with a glass window and two phones on both sides, Gerard is sitting on one side and I sit down on the chair positioned in front of the glass window and I pick up the phone.

"Jesus Christ Frank, you really messed up this time."
"I know Gerard. I couldn't just let Xantia's boyfriend take her away from me."
"But it is her boyfriend, she doesn't even remember you man."
"She will remember Gerard, I know she will."

"Times Up." the guard says, pulling me from the chair, I wave a good bye and Gerard mouths 'good luck.'

"Xantia James. Xantia Alison James, I know you'll remember me."

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