Chapter two: Complications

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                                                            Frank's P.O.V

   So April was acting really strange. I guess I cant exactly blame her. I was acting like an ass.What really got me though, was the fact that she spilled out her feelings to me and I wouldn't give her any answers. its all Gerard's fault! he's the one that started the whole thing.

   When April asked me why I would care that her and Gerard looked like a couple I honestly didn't have an answer. Honestly, if they were a couple I think it would be quite cute. I just don't think I liked it at that time. I thought about how happy April seemed and I remembered how I had felt the day we found her. She's right I was so excited but the next day I was such a jerk. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I felt horrible. I was just taking it out on this poor innocent girl.

   "Frank, what the hell is wrong with you?" April asked me again.

   "Why are you asking like such a teenager April?" I snapped.

   "I am one!" She reminded me absolutely fuming.

   "April, shut up! I've seen girls like you for my whole life! You were so abandoned as a child that as soon as anyone gives you a little attention you glob onto them and make them your whole entire world! Now where does that leave you April? Where does that leave you? At the end of the day your back in the dark, all alone , absolutely nobody there for you. Face it April... You're just another one of those girls. Worthless, weak, pitiful! Girls like you make me sick, you're all the same. This is all you ever will be! Your just trash."

    She just stood there in front of me with a storm brewing in her eyes. I felt like total shit at this point. I didn't know why I had told her that. It was all a lie anyways.

   "You're stupid, Naïve!" I shouted at her.

   "No Frank, I'm smart. You may be able to beat me here but I can beat you up here!" She said pointing to my brain.

   "You're insane!" I exclaimed trying not to believe her.

   "No Frank! I'm not insane! I also don't enjoy being called trash! i may be useless but at least I don't go around making fun of people with messed up lives!" April smirked.

   "April! look at me!" I yelled. " You need some urgent help."

   "Even shattered glass, when handled wrong can cut you pretty deep and that is reality!" She said looking into my soul with her big blue eyes.

    I then stood up and looked her straight in the eyes like a man as she stood suddenly shrinking under pressure.

   "Don't talk down to me April!" I informed her.

   "Okay, Okay! I'm sorry!" She said taking a few steps back.

    She started to cry and fell down into a heap on the ground and shook with fear. She was curled into a little ball blocking her face and I felt like the biggest ass in the world.

    I should've known that she would feel threatened. The poor girl took merciless beatings every single day of her life. She was still afraid and I had just then made her feel even worse.

   I sat down next to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She freaked out for a second but then wouldn't move. She didn't even try to look up at me.

   "April, I'm not going to hurt you. I promise that you're safe here." I said stroking her hair.

    She slowly looked up at me cautiously flinching every time I blinked. Soon she was looking at me again, wide eyed and tear streaked.

    "I'm so sorry!" I said putting a hand on her knee.

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