Don't Trust The Man With Raven Hair.

-(Xantia)-

"Xannie, I have the things for you." my mother says, coming into my room and placing the pictures in front of me, "thank you mom," I say quietly and she smiles, "I'll call you when dinners ready," she says exiting my room. I pick up one of the smaller picture frames and run my fingers over it, I don't remember when the picture was taken or the people in it, well I recognise myself and I recognise Frank, he looks younger, I look like I would be have been ten. the other people in the picture look familiar but I can't remember them, one has shoulder length black hair and hazel eyes on the border of green, "Gerard." I say quietly and my mind starts going fuzzy again.

Come on Xan, Gerard says pulling my hand, leading me towards the roller coaster, "Gee why do we have to go on the roller coaster?" I wail and he groans, "because everyone else said no." I laugh, of course he would make me come with him. We were at a theme park, all of us; Frank, Gerard, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Christa and myself. I was the youngest of the group but they all considered me to be their little sister, well except for Frankie.

"Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Bob and Ray." I say looking at the picture again, "Christa must of taken the picture." I pick up a piece of paper with writing on it, it's not my handwriting.

"To Xan,

I must ask you but one question, will you be my valentine? I don't care that you are younger then me, I think you are the most beautiful, intelligent, creative person in the world. I hope you can write back to me, with an answer that begins with 'Y.'

xo Frank."

"Happy valentines day Xantia." Frank says as I open the door, he is wearing a button up white dress shirt, black jeans and a black tie, "you look perfect." He says again and I blush, I was wearing a plain light blue dress with sequins around the bodice, "you don't look to bad yourself." I say and he starts playing with his lip ring, something Frank does when he is nervous. "MOM I'M GOING NOW!" I yell and she comes out with a camera, "wait Xannie I need a picture for memories!" she says and I sigh, Frank positions himself that his hands are wrapped around my waist, "smile, Xannie." He says and I blush, I hate the nickname my mother had given me, yet I don't want her to stop calling me it.

Something about Frank must have changed, but I can't seem to remember what happened, possibly the answer lies in these notes and photos, "XANNIE, DINNER!" my mom yells, "maybe another time." I say quietly exiting my room.

-(Frank)-

I must escape, I must escape, I need to escape. I need Xantia, I must have my flower back. "I'M SORRY!" I yell, wiping away the stray tears, this prison is turning me insane. Why did I listen to Gerard and my father, I didn't want to be like this, I never wanted to hurt people. I know I've done bad things.

"Frank Iero." An officer says walking over to my cell, "you've been bailed out by someone named Lucas James." Lucas James, where do I remember that name? Xantia's father, Xantia's father bailed me out.

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