Don't Trust The Man With Raven Hair.

~(Gerard's POV)~

Kay, my evil younger sister. is back. and she has Xantia.
I thought she fucking died, I saw her die. Fuck. Why did I teach her how to fake her own death?

"What are we going to do Gerard?" Frank asks pacing frantically as he speaks, "I don't fucking know goddammit." I say wiping my face with the back of my hand.

"What if she comes for Emily? or the twins?" I ask, fear coursing through my veins. If anything happens to them, I will be ruined.

Kay would laugh at my despair, what if she has had the baby. "We need to fucking find her." Frank screams to the night sky. "I know Frank, we will find her I'm certain of it."

~(Xantia's POV)~

"Happy Birthday Xannie." My mother says passing me over a small but beautifully wrapped gift, "Thanks mommy." I say as she braids my brown hair. I'm planning on growing it out.
I unwrap the gift and inside is a small box, inside that box is a silver necklace, a blue butterfly pendant. "It's so pretty." I say turning around to give my mother a hug. "Happy fifth birthday Xan." Dad says kissing the top of my head.

The images blur in my mind. I was five in that memory.

"HEY MOM!" I yell, I am standing in front of a mirror with scissors and a packet of blonde hair dye. "Yes Xannie?" She asks coming into the bathroom. "Am I allowed to cut and dye my hair?" I ask and she runs her hand through my long, brunette, wavy hair. "I guess so, I mean you are fifteen."

I give her a hug before she leaves the room and begin to cut at my hair. After a few hours of cutting hair carefully and bleaching it blonde, I have a side fringe and hair that is just above my shoulders.

I remember that memory well. I remember going with Frank and Gerard to the carnival.

"What's your name?" I ask the boy on the swings. "Frank, and yours is?" He asks and I smile, "Xantia. But you can call me Xan." He smiles back and gets off the swing, "you're really pretty Xantia." he says and I blush.

~(Frank's POV)~

Gerard and I have decided to try and track the phone call. Wherever Kay is, Xan is.
I miss her, she is a part of my life. If I find her and she is dead. I will kill every person in the room slowly and painfully.

"Frank. I've tracked it to New York, but I can't get it to the exact location." Gerard says and I smile, "Then lets go to New York, do you have any pictures of Kay so we can ask if anyone has seen her."

Gerard bites his lip and thinks, "I have one back at the old house." he says and we begin to walk to Gerard's old house.

Once we arrive, Gerard races inside and I follow him. "Where would one be?" I ask, "in the T room. I put all the pictures of Kay in their." He says and begins to walk down to the basement.

The room of torture, still reeks of death. Yet there is a picture of Kay, it was her with her red hair tied up into a pony tail smiling at the camera, there is blood on her neck.

"Alright lets go."

Notes

Okay My lovelies I shall give you three chapters since there are only three chapters left including this one.

THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL!!

ily

-xoxo B