Home Sweet Dismay (sequal to "welcome to jersey) (Incompleted)

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I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU SO MUCH

FRANKS POV:

"I needed that shower so bad" I told Gee. We had stoped at a fairly cheap motel run by a nice older couple and I was sharing my room with Gerard, not that I had a problem with it but he'd become a bit o a buzz kill since she left. Hasnt been the same since. I was secretly hoping that this trip would bring him out of his shell a bit more and to an extent he had been a bit more optimistic but I had a feeling my birthday had something to do with that.

He sat up from his bed and put his book to the side "Ill shower after dinner" He said calmly.

I grabbed my clothes so i could go and change in the bathroom but I noticed he seemed to be a bit more down than ussual.

"Hey Gee, you good?" I asked

"Look Frank, do you really think were gonna find her" he asked looking down with a sigh. Thats the first time I'd ever heard him say such a thing but deep down we knew he thought about it.

I sat down with the towel around my waist on my bed and faced him "Probably not" I said truthfully. His eyes lit up for a moment. I think he needed to hear he wasnt the only one. We'd all acted over optimistic so I think he needed to hear something realistic. "We're probably overthinking everything and should be mourning her death right now but if she did leave a clue then we owe it to her to try." I said before retreating my soggy self to the bathroom.

Gerards bed was next to the thin walls and I heard quiet sobs. He hadnt been doing well at all and I partly blame myself. I didnt have to show everyone else her diary. I could have kept it to myself and I would be the only one carrying this burden and they could have mourned and moved on with their lives. If I had done that then I would probably be a confused, emotional wreck but it would have saved alot of unnecessary hope. I still had hope and that was one of the few things keeping me sane.

Later we all went out and explored the small town, it was cozy and we decided to eat out at a small cafe called the nest. According to a local, who advised us to eat there, there was one in each state stronghold. When we asked what he meant by stronghold he told us something about recruits. Maybe this town was full of veterans or something. We sat down and booth four and ordered our food.

We were four hours away from Chicago as we had driven almost non stop for the entire day.

"They need a tighter grip in seatle"

A man said from the booth behind us. The word seatle got us all interested even though we knew it was probably unrelated to kat but we all eavesdroped anyway.

A waitress asked the two men what they would like to order, one looked to be in his fourties and the other looked to be around the same age as us. The older one flicked through the desert menu and asked for the Owls special pie. I grabbed the menu and searched for such pie. There was no pie.

"Frank are you good?" Ray asked looking worried.

"Im pie" I said

"Sorry?" Ray asked

"I mean.. im fine" I told him "Im fine"

No way was I the only one to pick up on that. People dont tend to bring up non existent owl related pies and seatle up in the same sentence very often.

Another waitress brings our food and drinks while the men at what I assumed to be booth three grabbed a brown paper bag with their pie and slid the waitress about $300.

Pies don't cost that much.

What was this pie.

Was it a pie.

I enjoyed my dinner the best I could with pie floating around in my thoughts.

KATERINAS POV:
I was going over what we call 'Table Three Footage.' You never look at footage from your own state. I thought was going to take me all night but billie agreed to look at the first half. I wad reaching the end of the footage from Indiana and I droped my laptop. I felt my heart dip and I couldn't breath. I glanced down at the screen on the floor and there they were. My boys.

I stopped looking at footage after that and instead wrapped myself up in my bedsheets. What were they doing there. Frank had always wanted to go to chicago, I thought to myself, so maybe they were going there for his birthday.

After having a cry over how much Id missed them and looking at how much they'd changed, I decided to keep tabs on them. In a way it felt as if i was returning a favour. They had Always looked out for me and now I was looking out for them.

My boys.