Gerard pov.





Frank? Do I know a Frank? I feel as if the name sounds vaguely familiar, but I can't quite put a finger on it....

I decide on just asking my mother rather than continuing this mental battle occurring in my head.

"Do I know a Frank?"

My mother goes silent, and my palms begin to sweat. Did I say something wrong?

"Well..." She starts off, chuckling a little, but I can clearly see the tears welling up in her eyes trying to be masked by the laughter. I nod my head, allowing her to go further and she sighs.

"Well...I knew his father pretty - very well. It was just after the government was placed in order

those, ten not so long years ago. I had met his father and we both had one major thing in

common...we were both very very against the government and that's how we met. Your, uh,

father, had left me three years ago so I was living alone just with you and had to work two jobs.

I was alone...until I met his father of course. After the few months we had been spending

together passed, we instantly fell in love. It wasn't much of a surprise as from the day I had met

him, I felt something with him. He too had a son, Frank, and I had you. You were both six years

old at the time, but didn't ever meet each other. When we had found the map."


She gestures to the map.



"This map, we were set out on finding the flower. We felt it was our destiny, like we were meant

to find the flower. We both felt and decided it was the only way that we could save our country

from the destruction that it was to become in the future...or the destruction it is now. So we did,

we planned how we were going to find it. We planned everything, the trip there and back,

assuming we made it, and how we were going to use it. We had everything planned. It was the

night before we were set out to leave however, and something swelled inside me. I couldn't do

it. I just couldn't go. After all that time we had spent preparing for this, I couldn't believe that I

hadn't thought about the one thing that I loved most...you."


A wave of guilt washes over me at her words, but also a swelling in my heart erupts. Just the feeling of being known you're loved that much by someone can do that to a person, no matter how stupid it sounds.


"The thought of leaving you to do this, to be gone, overwhelmed me and I just couldn't It broke my heart and I just couldn't even imagine it. "

"The thing that surprised me however was the fact that Frank's father could do that. Just leave

his son like that. I mean, he was going to attempt something very heroic that could potentially

save the country, but still. It's very hard to leave your children. So the next day, off leaving his

son with his grandparents while I remained with you. For the first week, I hadn't heard from him.

I had come to the conclusion either he was totally fine and he had just forgotten to contact me,

or he was in danger. The thought of him being in danger rested in the back of my mind of

course, but I tried to remain on the fact that he could be totally fine, and I let that thought take

over my mind. By the second week though, I had gotten even more worried, but tried to

reassure myself that he was probably fine. I remember the day very clearly. I decided to calm

myself down by going into the living room and turning on the TV to distract my mind. I

remember the first thing that had came on with the TV was the news, so I settled on watching

that. That was a bad choice. I remember seeing someone in a police chase, and I didn't even

blink twice seeing as these were very common to see. Once I heard his name however, that's

when I froze. 'Chris Iero' I remember hearing called by the police. I saw his face, his terrified

face as he was shoved into the police car. He was to be sentenced to death later that night.

And, he was. He died that night, and the last memory I have of him was the terrified look on

his face as he was showed into that goddman police car."


She wipes away a few tears that fall slowly down her dry cheeks. The wet the surface of her face and she sniffles. He voice cracks a but with her next few words.


"So, when I heard you were in the same situation as we were, I knew you needed to do this. I

just felt that it was right to allow Frank to accompany you too since he was..his son."


I nod slowly, trying to take in all of this sudden information. I've heard many things today. Many mind blowing things.

"Does Frank know about all of this?" She nods.

"Yes, we have actually planned for you to leave in two days, if you were to agree of course."

Two days??

"I don't even know him.."

"You will though, you're going to meet right before you leave, I'm sure you'll get along very well."

I give her an uncomfortable look and she places a hand on my shoulder.

"Please, I need you to do this." She almost begs softly.

"Alright." I say, looking back up at her. "I'm in."

Notes

Hope you guys enjoyed! Sorry for the shorter chapter..but I hope you like it!

Yes Ik Frank's dads name is Frank too, I just wanted to change it XD

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