Fading Trust

Chapter 3

Francoeur entered his room and closed the door. He let out a small breath. He keeps seeing his face... he has for a year... the only thing keeping him from thinking he was alive... was the memory...

"well... you did say you would haunt me..." he chuckled lightly and sadly. "oh boy..." he said after a minute. he walked over to his closet, taking off his coat, his vest, his hat, and his mask. Now he was in just his pants and white button down shirt. he rubbed his face a bit and looked in the mirror again. He saw a flash of their face before it became his face again. he hung his head. "im sorry i forgot..." he rubbed his face and neck tiredly, turning to go to bed. He looked around his room sadly. he walked to his bed, looking down as he got under the covers. He stared at his ceiling for a minute, then he glanced at his closet. Slowly he drifted off to sleep.

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He woke up to Lucille lightly shaking him. He grumbled a bit and turned to his side.

"come on francoeur, you need to get up."

"five more minutes..."

No francoeur." she said giggling. "you need to get up now."

"alright, alright..." he yawned and sat up. "im up, im up... wow..." he looked around his room and noticed it was a slight mess. different from when he fell asleep.

"i take it this wasn't you."

"no, it wasn't." he got up out of bed and went to his closet and paused.

"francoeur?" he opened it and felt his heart break more. his brother's coat... it was gone... "what's wrong?"

"nothing..." he put his things on and turned to her. he had a tight smile, lucille knew something wasn't right.

"Francoeur, you can't keep lying to me. I know something is wrong and you need to tell me."

"lucille-"

"now francoeur." francoeur sighed, his shoulders sagging and his head hung. "i have a right to know..."

"i know... im just not ready to talk... im sorry..." Lucille frowned a bit but nodded.

"alright... Im here for you when you're ready..." Francoeur nodded and lucille left, closing the door softly behind her.