Chapter 7
Frank’s p.o.v

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray…” We and Cherry sang as we drove, repeating the song over and over again. She smiles brightly at me through the rearview mirror, kicking her small legs against the seat to the beat of the song.
“Daddy?” She asks, stopping the song.
“Yeah?” I respond, smiling at her.
“Can you get me my book? It’s by my feet.” She asks in a childish voice. I look at the road. No one else is driving, so it won't be too dangerous, right?
“Yep. Gimme a sec.” I say, reaching back by her small feet. I try to keep my eyes on the road. I let my eyes waver over to her feet, seeing the book and grabbing it. Just as I hand it to her, i feel something hit the car so hard glass splatters all over me. I try to sit back up, by I am sent flying back into the seat as I see the world turn upside down. The top of the car sits the ground causing Cherry to scream.
“Hold on Baby girl! Hold on!” I yell, as the car flips again. She screams again, and it’s the worst sound I can ever imagine. It brings tears to my eyes, I never want to hear her hurt like that. The car finally lands right side up, sending me back into my original driving position. I feel blood gushed down my head and down the side of my mouth. I fumble for the seat belt as I scream Cherry’s name, never getting a response. Which makes me more frantic. My body is so weak I can barely open the door, but when I do, I immediately fall to the ground. I scramble on the ground, trying to work up my strength. I have to get ot Cherry. I have to make sure my baby is okay.
I continue to scream her name as I crawl to her door, trying to open. I see flashing lights, but there's no sound, and I realise then, I cant hear. I cant hear. Did she respond? Is she alive?!
I open her door, and I’m meant with the worst thing imaginable. She lays still, her eyes closed as blood gushes down her head from a cut, probably made from glass. I’m screaming, I know it, I fucking know, but I can’t hear myself. I see paramedics rush toward me, along with a very disgruntled Gerard.
I see his lips from mine and Cherry’s name, but I can;t hear he. He drops on his knees beside me, holding my face, asking what happened. I’m yelling too, but I can't hear it. He looks at Cherry as tears start to spill down his face, and finally i begin to hear something.
There's a high ringing in my ears, followed by Gerard yelling at me, that she’s dead. I yell back though, telling him, ‘no she can’t be, she was alive just a minute ago,’.
The paramedics start to take him away from me, tho whole time him yelling that my baby is dead. She’s not dead, she’s not dead, she’s not fucking dead.
But when I look at her, she’s dead.
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He had a plan to kill you all along
The evidence was hidden in this song
I was a ghost, I was there at the scene
As the embers rise my hands
Smelled like gasoline

So, the head lights murdered my thoughts
I curse this taste that's on my tongue
This taste will last until I rip it out
No, I won't need these gloves
Her bones are withered away
But her ghost will remain

Notes

Well.