Chapter nineteen

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Frank rushes down the hall, hitting his foot on the door in his rush to get to the bathroom. He throws the toilet lid up, shoving his head under neath to hack his lungs up.

Dry heaving, Frank clutches the porcelain as some blood splatters the water below. The dom get up on shaky legs, flushing the toilet and pushing his face under the faucet. He swishes, spitting bloody water out and turning to leave.

"Fucking shit!" Lyn-z leans against the door frame, watching Frank with emotionless eyes.

"You should have eaten." She closes the door behind her, mindful of Jamia, Mikey, and Ray sleeping in Frank's bedroom down the hall. His parents went out for the weekend.

"I was looking up stuff on Anna."

"The lady from the photo?" Frank nods, looking at Lyn-z through the mirror before himself. He barley left his room in the past five days, only getting up from his laptop to go to school. Dark circles sat under his eyes, old guy liner and missed sleep. His roots on the ride of his head were growing out, the once platinum, a now yellowish gold.

"Big wake up call huh?" Frank sighs at Lyn-z's words, walking back into his room and picking up his phone. She gives him a pat on the back before sliding into her sleeping bag with Jamia.

Frank opens his phone, starring at his home screen. The happy moment hits him in the face. The photo was taken by Mrs. Way at the first foot ball game of the year. Gerard hugs Frank around the neck, smiling with his tiny teeth into the camera. Past Frank is caught mid laugh, hugging Gerard around the waist.

For the first time in the past month, Frank allows a single tear drop to fall, rolling off his cheek and falling to the floor.

He sets his phone down, grabbing a fresh set of pajamas before running back into the bathroom and locking the door. The tears steadily fall, slowly dripping to the ground.

Frank undresses, letting his clothes fall to the floor in a heap. Pulling back the curtain and turning on the water high, he steps inside the shower. The water is just a hair under painfully hot, running down his arms and legs and burning away the pain of the last three and a half weeks.

Once he washes his body and hair, Frank steps out, towel drying his hair and letting water drops lots mix with tears as they fall to the bath mat.

The cabinet under the sink creaks as it opens and Frank has to search a little before pulling out the half empty bottle of hair bleach.

The short boy stands back up, pulling out a dye brush and smiling as he remembers how excited Gerard was the first time around.

Oh how things change.

Before Frank does anything, he makes sure to apply Vaseline to the black part of his hair, considering his roots are dark enough to blend with.

He follows the instructions on the side of the box, applying what's left of the bottle to his hair and grabbing the clear shower cap inside the box.

Frank puts everything away, sitting down on the shag bath mat and counting the seconds. It takes a while, the sun peaking through the blinds of the bathroom when Frank reaches three thousand, six hundred.

He stands, shaking his foot that has fallen asleep. Leaning over into the sink for the second time that morning, he washes out the Vaseline and dye, towl drying, and pulling on pajamas.

The bedroom door is opened and Lyn-z smiles as Frank walks into the bedroom, pulling back his covers and falling asleep.

When Frank wakes up, it's the next day and the sun has been up for around three hours.
Everyone works quietly, fingers keying as Ray writing things down on a small white board.

"Hey." Frank stretches, coming to sit next to Ray, bopping the sleeping Mikey attached to his side on the nose.

"We might have a way of finding if Anna helped Corse." Ray stops writing to look to Frank.

"How?" Jamia answers from across the room.

"It's a long shot but, we might be able to look at the visitors' log from the prion Corse was in. We can't go there, obviously. But, Lyn and I have a friend that has.....skills." Frank nods.

"I guess we have a plan."

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A bit short and shitty but, we're getting to the good part. Little by little.

Votes and comments are always appreciated. I'll see you peoples tomorrow!

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