01: FRANK POV

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"Do I have to go?" I said as I glared out the car window. "Yes Frank, now get your stuff, we're at the airport!" I sighed, I was going to see my father for the summer because my stupid mother cheated on my father with a woman. They divorced a few months ago, and it's been hard for me . The airport that I went to was cheap, the airplane was small, there were only two seats. From what I knew, I was going to sit next to the pilot for who knows how many hours, and then go to my homophobic Father's house. He doesn't like the fact that I came out as gay, but I don't give a fuck what he thinks about my sexuality.

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I sat next to the pilot, he seemed to not talk much, Good. I had time to think on what I was going to do in Belleville. I wouldn't know anyone since I've only lived there until I was 4.

"You know, you aren't quite the talker. " Said the pilot as he broke the awkward silence. The pilot was an old man, his face pale and his hair white as snow. He behaved very weirdly, but my antisocial ass didn't judge!

I continued to stay silent, observing my surroundings. It was my first time flying after all. The pilot seemed to twitch a lot, grabbing his chest. "Are you okay? " I asked with concern. The pilot was now hyperventilating. "Are you sure? " He wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead.
"MY CHEST, IT'S COMING APART!! HELP ME BOY!" Screamed the pilot as he fell to the floor.

The man was having a heart attack. I held his hand, his breath rapidly getting faster. Within a few minutes, his breathing had stopped. He was dead.

The airplane was going to crash.


Well fuck.

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