After the Fall

Gathering up Proof (More suspense)

Frank's eyes slowly begin to open, his eyes hurting to open so it is not noticeable when he does. He slowly goes to look around, the loud sound of a beep can be heard and his breaths, everything else faded. His face hurts, his body hurts, everything hurts.

Frank's mom makes her way over to him, going to stand at the edge of the bed. "Oh my god Frank! Frank are you okay?!" She questions in a worried tone, her eyes wide with concern.

Frank can barely see her, his vision blurred from his eyes not being fully open. His lips are parted from how swollen they are, him going to slowly open his eyes up more, a pained groan escaping him. "Mom?"

"It's me sweetie, it's me." Frank's mom says, her giving him a light sad smile. "How are you feeling?"

Frank looks at her for a minute, his gaze frozen and his mouth still parted, feeling his whole face throb. "Hungry."

She nods. "How about this I will go by somewhere to get you something to eat. After you eat then I will call the cops that way you can talk to them."

Frank's eyes begin to widen, his breaths growing more heavier.

"No! No please don't do this!" Frank exclaims.

"You don't want to help us...then we'll handle it on our own!"

"No Please! No no no!"

Frank begins to shake his head. "I don't...I don't want to talk to the cops."

"Sweetheart you have to tell them who did this to you."

"It was Lucas!" Frank quickly says. "It was him, that's all I know."

"You have to tell them that Frank. As soon as you let them know it was him the sooner he will go to prison okay?" Frank's mom says.

Frank nods his head, still feeling his breaths grow more heavy. "Okay."

"I'll be right back okay." She says.

Frank nods his head, watching his mother leave out of the room. He slowly brings his hands up, seeing scratches and bruises all over his hands. He sees how his hands begin to shake in fear, tears beginning to roll down his face.

"Please stop! Please leave me be!"

"Give him hell!"

"Make sure he's dead! No one can know about this!"

"Please!"

"Come on! Come on let's go hurry!"

Frank slowly closes his eyes, his hands shaking more while he lets the tears escape. He can barely move his face, every time a new expression forms on his face or every time he moves it hurts. He tries to relax, he tries to slow down his breathing before he more he begins to breathe heavy the more he feels his ribs hurting. He puts one of his hands on top of the other, trying to show down his shaking and his breathing. He tells himself he is safe, that no one can bother him and he is in the safety confines of his room and his mother will be back here soon with him.

Frank hears the door open, along with multiple footsteps. "Mom?" He questions. When he doesn't hear a response he goes to turn his head to the side to the right, his eyes setting on Erica Suzie Henry and Josh, Nancy standing in front of them. Frank has to squint his eyes a little bit. "Henry?"

Henry steps forward. "Frank." He acknowledges, making his way over to him. "You look like shit."

"What are you...what are you doing here?" Frank questions.

"We need you to tell us the truth Frank." Nancy says while she goes to stand besides Frank.

Frank eyes Nancy for a moment. "Nancy?"