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Into the dark i fall (Frank iero)

Chapter 2 : Into The Dark I Fall (frank iero) 2

Hiya everyone! so this is part two of my frank story! i'd like this one to go to my new friend karla, so karl if you read this you rock! im so glad i met you ad yeah! love u guys

Created by handelwithcare on Tuesday, August 26, 2008

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It had been a slow week with mikey doing everything he could to help me remember, but i couldn't. As time grew further from the accident i could see people knew i wouldnt get better, I was never going to remember nd it hurt them all beyond belive. Each day i watched as the hurt in franks face grew bigger and bigger, he came over each day with mikey to see if i got better, but i didnt, and to tell you the truth i agreed i didnt think i ever would.

"This is your auntie Ruby, she cameto your birthday last month..." i sighed as mom turned another page in the (photo) album we were looking at, i didnt know anyone. I watched my mum close the album and get to her feet, obviosly giving up with me. I played with my fingers as she walked slowly from the room. When she was gone i picked up the album and carried it with me to my room. As i sat on the floor i began slowly flicking through the pages trying to remember the faces or the names of the people that knew me so well. I Frowned as i saw a page of photos of frank and i, one was of us at what looked like a fair, i was holding fairy floss while pointing to something that must've been behind the camera while frank was smiling holding his hands in his pockets. the next was at a beach, we stood hand in hand, running along the waters edge. We looked younger there than we did in the others, like we where 12 or eleven. when mikey came over tomorow i would ask him about these photo's to see if he knew. I turned the page of the album to see the next few pages blank. i closed the book and stood up carefully. After dusting myself of i carefully slid the album into the shelf that rested on the wall of my room. When i walked to the stairs i could hear my mother talking softly on the phone...

"no, no she hasnt remembered anything yet, well other than..."

"yeah, oh you should see his face, he's devistated....yes, really?"

i knew she was talking about frank and i, and that i shouldnt't really be listening but i couldnt help it.

"i think mikey might as well give up, she's not making any progress...yeah, no i gave up just before....i think i should take her to a prefessional....no well she's bringing the house down, making everyone around her misrable just because she cant reember a few names and places.....pathetic i know....well i've got dinner in the oven so i'd better be going....ok...ok bye donna" i waited a few minutes after mom put down the phone to come in. "hi Tallia, mmm smells good, whats cooking?" I walked to the bench and sat down, waiting for my reply. "hon i want you to call me mom, i know it feels weird but maybe after a while you'll remember or get used to it." i watched as she pulled a sickening sweet smile. "um ok mom" It didnt feel right calling her that, she didnt feel like my mom esspecially after what i heard her say on the phone just before! "see dosn't that feel better!" I cringed under her sweet tone. "uh mom i'm going to go for a drive." i watched as she sighed, probably contemplating whether it was a good idea to let me out of the house or not. "honey i think we should get your driving tested before you start again" i groaned as she went back to cutting veggies, "fine, i'll go for a walk then" before she could protest i had zipped up the hoddie i was wearing and had started walking through the house to the door.


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