Please Don't Take My Sunshine Away, chapter 3
"I don't know what band you're talking about, honey," he says.
"Frank wanted to be in a band, Daddy, did he get into the band?"
Right then the doorbell rings. My father goes to open it and I stick my head out the doorway and see a woman with red hair, and streaks of grey in it. She's tall and thin with dark eyes. Behind her is a teenage boy with poofy green hair, a baggy black long sleeved shirt, jeans, and red converse. They see me and the woman runs up and hugs me. I look at the boy, a total look of disbelief covers his face. Tears fall from his eyes as a grin forms.
"Mia, it's been so long," he says, tears still running from his eyes.
"Franky?"
"It's me, hun... Don't ever leave me again, Mia. I missed you so much." he says.
My parents look at each other. They each give me another hug then walk out of the room, leaving me and Frank alone.
I hug him until he can't breathe and I am forced to loosen my grip.
"Did you get in?"
"Huh?"
"The band. Did you get in?"
He looks down at the ground. "When you weren't there I didn't know if I could do it... I didn't audition that day. At first Lawrence let Josh in, but Josh told him what had happened to you and he let me have another go. I'm in."
"Oh Franky, this is so good! It's exactly what you wanted!"
"Yeah.."
"Whats wrong?"
"Mia, you were gone for so long, I didn't know if I would ever get to see you again. I felt so alone, I didn't know if I could do it. I missed you so much. I couldn't stand to ever see you like that again. Those machines, the tubes, they scared me, I thought you were going to die. I couldn't see you like that, I couldn't... every day I couldn't visit you, I felt like that was the day it was going to happen, and then I would have nothing. I missed you, Mia, I love you!" Tears run down his cheeks and I rub them off his face. He grabs my hand. His hand is cold. I look at him. He has changed so much from the careless twelve year old boy I knew. I look at his hand. Then I notice a red mark, and another, several. They cover his arm and now I am the one crying.
"Franky, what did you do!?!"
"I love you too much, Mia... I thought I lost you.. it's all better now, I promise! Oh Mia, it's all my fault. I was the one who challenged you to race up those stairs. I couldn't live with myself. You probably hate me. I stole away three years of your life, it's my fault! It should have been me who fell!"
"I love you," I say quietly. I know if he wasn't here I would feel like dying too. Right now Frank is the only person I really remember since my coma, and how could I have not remembered him? I loved him, I knew it. His face moves closer to mine, what's going on? I realise right away and smarten up. I thought he meant he loved me as a friend? Did I feel the same way? So many thoughts ran through my head and every last one of them completely washed away at the moment when our lips met. It seemed to last forever, until we broke apart and all the questions came rushing back. Why?
I knew why, I just didn't want to admit it to myself.
I was in love with Frank Edwin Wright III, also known as my best friend in the world. My only friend in the world.
God, I am going to need so much therapy.
"Frank wanted to be in a band, Daddy, did he get into the band?"
Right then the doorbell rings. My father goes to open it and I stick my head out the doorway and see a woman with red hair, and streaks of grey in it. She's tall and thin with dark eyes. Behind her is a teenage boy with poofy green hair, a baggy black long sleeved shirt, jeans, and red converse. They see me and the woman runs up and hugs me. I look at the boy, a total look of disbelief covers his face. Tears fall from his eyes as a grin forms.
"Mia, it's been so long," he says, tears still running from his eyes.
"Franky?"
"It's me, hun... Don't ever leave me again, Mia. I missed you so much." he says.
My parents look at each other. They each give me another hug then walk out of the room, leaving me and Frank alone.
I hug him until he can't breathe and I am forced to loosen my grip.
"Did you get in?"
"Huh?"
"The band. Did you get in?"
He looks down at the ground. "When you weren't there I didn't know if I could do it... I didn't audition that day. At first Lawrence let Josh in, but Josh told him what had happened to you and he let me have another go. I'm in."
"Oh Franky, this is so good! It's exactly what you wanted!"
"Yeah.."
"Whats wrong?"
"Mia, you were gone for so long, I didn't know if I would ever get to see you again. I felt so alone, I didn't know if I could do it. I missed you so much. I couldn't stand to ever see you like that again. Those machines, the tubes, they scared me, I thought you were going to die. I couldn't see you like that, I couldn't... every day I couldn't visit you, I felt like that was the day it was going to happen, and then I would have nothing. I missed you, Mia, I love you!" Tears run down his cheeks and I rub them off his face. He grabs my hand. His hand is cold. I look at him. He has changed so much from the careless twelve year old boy I knew. I look at his hand. Then I notice a red mark, and another, several. They cover his arm and now I am the one crying.
"Franky, what did you do!?!"
"I love you too much, Mia... I thought I lost you.. it's all better now, I promise! Oh Mia, it's all my fault. I was the one who challenged you to race up those stairs. I couldn't live with myself. You probably hate me. I stole away three years of your life, it's my fault! It should have been me who fell!"
"I love you," I say quietly. I know if he wasn't here I would feel like dying too. Right now Frank is the only person I really remember since my coma, and how could I have not remembered him? I loved him, I knew it. His face moves closer to mine, what's going on? I realise right away and smarten up. I thought he meant he loved me as a friend? Did I feel the same way? So many thoughts ran through my head and every last one of them completely washed away at the moment when our lips met. It seemed to last forever, until we broke apart and all the questions came rushing back. Why?
I knew why, I just didn't want to admit it to myself.
I was in love with Frank Edwin Wright III, also known as my best friend in the world. My only friend in the world.
God, I am going to need so much therapy.
