Hi so I'm a bit iffy about posting this story but I'm gonna post it anyway because even though this has been done before I'm putting my own spin on it. There will be links on my profile so you can see what my OC's look story is also on ficwad. Enjoy.

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One week, that's what the doctors told us when Mom asked how much longer she had left. I had one week to say my goodbyes. That one week seemed to last forever yet at the same time passed in the blink of the eye. Today was day five, and it almost killed me to see Mom like this but I couldn't bear to leave her side.

"Iris?" Mom croaked out.

"Yes." I whispered, trying to keep my voice down as it was still fairly early, a quick look at the clock told me it was 5:36am.

"Today we're going to have some visitors, so you might want to go home and have shower."

"What? No, I'm not leaving you!" I hissed.

"For once in your life does as you're told."

"Fine, I'll be back in an hour or so." I agreed not wanting to upset her right now.

"Good." Mom gave a weak smile as she drifted back to sleep

I walked the three blocks quickly keeping my head down, music blaring in my ears until I reached our apartment building. When mum was diagnosed with leukaemia we thought it was a good idea that we move closer to the hospital in case of an emergency. Even thought it was on the fourth story it was better than nothing. Once inside I grabbed an apple form the counter and took a couple of bites before going and taking a shower. Rushing through my routine I chucked my hair up in a messy bun, lining my eyes with kohl and glossing my lips, then throwing on a David bowie t-shirt and a pair of ripped acid wash skinny's, slipping on a pair of black ballet flats and my leather jacket I raced out the door and made my way back to the hospital.

By the time I got back it's was 6:45am and mum was still fast asleep but I knew it wouldn't last long because in a few minutes Doctor Twain would arrive to check Mom. As if by magic, Doc Twain walked through the door just as mum began to wake apologising for being early running his hand through his salt and pepper hair.

"Good Morning Miss Ravenscroft." He said softly.

"Moring Doc," Mom said trying to blink the sleep out of her eyes, "and how many times must I tell you to call me Amber."

The doctor just laughed and moved on to checking Mom's vitals; as expected the leukaemia was still alive and strong eating away at her health. I knew this was coming and yes I'd had time to except the fact that there was nothing I could do but it didn't make this any less painful.

*Later that day*

"Mom, I'm gonnna go get something to eat, I'll be back in a minute." Mom nodded before going back to staring at blankly at the Friends re-runs on TV. I made my way down to the cafeteria trying to choose which of the foods on offer were the least repulsing. Deciding on a salad that consisted of lettuce, a quarter tomatoes, and two carrot sticks; I payed for my food and, walked back to the room. When I got back I noticed that her mystery visitors had arrived. I quickly let my thick black and blue curls down and patted it down before taking a deep breath and entered the room. There was a man with vibrant red hair and a bleached blonde haired woman both sitting on a couch with their backs to me, while a little girl slept, curled up against who I assumed to be her mother.

"Mum, aren't you going to introduce your friends?" I joked making my presence know.

"Iris I I'd like you to meet Lyn-z, Bandit," Okay that weird that's…no It couldn't be," and, your father, Gerard Way. Gerard, this is your daughter, Iris." Mom said in a crackly voice, as she used the remote to prop the bed up so she was sitting. The couple kept their backs to me

"Ha ha, very funny but seriously who are they?" I laughed even on her death bed Mom had a wicked sense of humour.

"She's telling the truth, Iris." The man stood and faced me sending me into a state of shock.

"Y-your'e Gerard Way, but tha- Huh I'm confused." I said rubbing my temples. This isn't possible.

"I realise this must be hard for you to except sweetie but if you just lets us explain." Mom mumbled in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, fine then, explain to me how the hell this happened."

"I met you mother at café near The School Of Visual Arts, she was about to leave when I spilt my coffee all down the front of her shirt and after calling a few choice words and making me hand over money for the dry cleaning of said shirt I asked her out on a date." Gerard chuckled.

"I found out that she was a photography student at SVA, which we both attended at the time. I fell in love with her almost instantly we dated for a good four months until one day she just up and left no one knew where she went and I never saw her or heard from her again." He grimaced.

"That is until three days ago when I got a call for one Miss Amber Ravenscroft begging me to come to New York. And so here I am." he sighed before frowning slightly, "speaking of which how did you get my number?"

Mom who had started to drift off to sleep again shifted propping herself back up against the elevated bed. "Your mother actually I kept in touch with her over the years, she knew about Iris she helped out with bills and school fees when needed as long as she was she got to see pictures of Iris every now and-"

"Grandma Donna?" I interrupted, as soon as the words left my mouth Gerard's frown returned but kept quiet.

Mum nodded before continuing on "When I was diagnosed with leukaemia Donna gave me you're number just in case and when the doctors told me that I only had a week left I knew I had to call you. I know I should've told you in the beginning, when I first found out I was pregnant but knew you were destined for something amazing and I was right and if I had of told you then none of this would've ever happened. I get that you deserved to know you had a daughter and Iris, I know I should've told you who you're farther was, but I was caught between a rock and a hard place, and I'm sorry." By the end of her rant Mum was in tears and her breath laboured. With the monitor measuring mum's pulse going crazy the nurses came in and asked for the Ways to leave and that they could come back tomorrow as visiting hours were almost over anyway. On their way out Lyn-z slipped me a piece of paper with their cell on it in case I wanted to talk. I put it in my pocket knowing I'd probably end up calling them tomorrow to work things out.

After mum had calmed down she fell asleep quite quickly, I assumed that she had tired herself out with all of the crying, so I sat on the bed curled up next to her flicking through the TV channels before settling on the SpongeBob marathon, by the end of it, it was almost 9:00pm. Switching the TV off I got went to get up to move on to the couch so I could go to sleep but mum began to stir and for the second time today the monitor went off beeping erratically before flat lining. I stood in shock as two nurses and a doctor that was walking past the room rushed by me trying to revive her but there was no success.

She was gone and I just stood there not even realising tears streaking my face. I walked out into the corridor and through myself up against the wall before sliding doesn't to the floor sobs racking my body. Taking a deep breath I pulled out my phone and did the only thing I could do; I called Gerard.

Okay so that's the first chapter please leave a review telling me what you think even if it's just to give a bit of concrit :)