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Frank POV

It was June the 30th, year 2005. I opened the door of my Mom's house. It has been two months, since she died. She died because of breast cancer. I was the one who got the house after her death. I wanted to get through her things and even sell her house. The house I grew up in. I sighed loudly. It was that loud it scared me. I sighed once again and started my work there. To midday, I got through the guest room and bedroom. Then my old room was on my list. I managed to get through it quiet fast and then-.

"Fuck!" I said loudly. There was a hidden safe in the corner of my room. I tried to open it. It was locked.

"No, shit! What did you expect, you idiot?" I said to myself again. I tried few combinations. Nothing. And then I tried my date of birth. The door opened. But the safe was empty. I shrugged my shoulders.

I didn't expect anything. I wanted to leave, but noticed there was a white thing. An envelope.

*To my son, Frank Anthony Iero*

My dear son!

I know I will be dead, when you will read this. I hope you know that I loved you. Frankie, there's something important, what you should know. Don't hate me for this. Do you remember when you were eight and you were living whole year with your grandparents? It has been sixteen years already, I know. I told you, I was off in Australia to work. The truth is that I was pregnant. I met up with your dad and...you know. I got pregnant and your dad had promised me, that he's gonna take care of the baby, after it was born. So I had a baby girl. We named her Chloe Natalia. Your and her dad promised to take care of her like I said already. I left and went back to Belleville. Few months later your dad wrote me a letter, saying that he put her into a foster care and didn't tell me where. He changed her last name, so I wasn't able to find her. I tried. For whole fifteen years I was searching. And then the doctors told me I was dying. I wanted to find my daughter even more. I almost lost my hopes, but then i found her. I didn't have time to meet with her, so I'm leaving this on you. Please. Go and take care of your sister. I'm so sorry for keeping this away from you.

I love you, Frank.

With love,

Mom

I sat on the ground and breathed heavily. I read the letter over and over again. Sister. Chloe. She's fifteen.

There was an address written in the left corner:

Chloe Natalia Hamilton

6817 Ridge Avenue

Philadelphia, PA

I didn't hesitate for a second. I went down the stairs and locked the house. I had a rent car, because I was staying in Jersey just for few days. My own car was at L.A., since me and Gerard and Mikey and Ray and Bob moved there, two years ago. I got into the car and immediately drove to Philly. I turned on the handsfree.

"Gerard?"

"Frankie? What's up?"

"Are you in the studio?"

"Uhm uhm. Why?"

"Can you put your phone on speaker? I need to tell you something."

"Sure. Is there anything wrong?"

"You'll see."

When I heard all of the others' voices in the background, I told them everything. About my mom's letter, about my sister. And that now I'm on my way to Philly, to get her come back with me eventually.

"Frankie? That won't be a problem! Of course she can move in with us if she will want to. And when we are touring-. Oh we can figure it out. If she will want to, she can come." said Gerard after I finished.

"Thanks Gee. I'm not sure. What if she loves her foster family?"

"Just go there, you'll find out." said Mikey.

"Sure, thanks guys. I'll talk to you later." I ended the call and then tried to focus on driving. But I couldn't.

What if she won't wanna come with me? What if she hates MCR? What if...? House number 6817 was in the city center. It was June the 30th, so I was kind of scared that they can just left for a vacation. I took a one deep breath and rang the door bell. A tall woman opened the door. I assumed that had to be her foster mom. "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Good afternoon. Is Chloe Hamilton living here?"

"Yes, but she's at school now."

"I assume you're Mrs. Hamilton. I would like to introduce myself. My name is Frank Iero." She remained silent for few moments.

"You're her brother, right?" She said and I just nodded.

"We got a letter from your Mother, three months ago. We were...expecting you. But Chloe doesn't know a thing,"

"Okay. I would like to talk to her. When is she coming from school?"

"In an hour. Come in and wait for her,"

"Thank you!"

Chloe POV

I parked my car at the school parking and went to my first class. Today was the last of school, my last day of junior year. I was fifteen, to be sixteen in a month and I was in junior year already. I skipped two years, because I was the best in classes and getting bored there, because it was all so easy for me.

Today I had classes in the morning. After lunch break there was an assembly and ceremonies.

I got a certificate of Merit plus a special certificate for my esthetic talent. My parents will be proud. I sighed while sitting back to my car at three 7 o'clock. If they were my parents. I thought about that first when I was nine. My parents weren't someone extra ordinary clever or esthetically talented. They both had blond hair and blue eyes, along with my little sister. My eyes were light brown and my hair dark brown, almost black. I shook my head. No. They definitely weren't my parents.

The drive from school back home took me half an hour, because there was a traffic jam. There was a car parked in front of our house. Probably some friends of my parents. I entered the house, pulling of my My Chemical Romance hoodie. They were my favorite band since I was twelve.

"Mom, I'm home! Guess what, I got a-!" I stopped in the middle of the sentence, walking into the living room. Mom was sitting on the couch and opposite her-

"Hi Chloe. What did you get?"

Mom asked according to my unfinished sentence. I continued staring at the man on the couch.

"A certificate of Merit and a special one for esthetic skills. But tell me. What is going on?" I managed to say. A guitarist of my favorite band My Chemical Romance, Frank Iero was sitting there. I leaned myself against the door, so I wouldn't feel the sudden urge to faint. Frank Iero is sitting in my living room.

"Great. Chloe, we need to talk," Mom said. I nodded.

"Yeah we do," I said looking again at Frank. And I realized, it was like looking to the mirror. What the!

Mom started to explain things. How they adopted me.

"So, you're telling me, that I'm your sister?" I asked Frank. He nodded.

"You are. I swear I would come earlier if I knew. I found out about you few hours ago,"

"Uhm.m...that's...that's just.. Wow.." I finally managed to find a skill to talk.

"I guess you two will go to your room. There's lot to be said," Mom said. We got up and Frank followed me into my bedroom.

"Wow. I guess you are a fan of us?" he said, pointing at my bedroom walls, covered in MCR posters.

"Uhm...yeah."

"Well. Thank you. I appreciate it." he answered. I stayed silent.

"I want to ask you, if you would like to go and live with me. And the boys. We have a house in L.A. And while we will be touring you can either come with us or stay there with Lindsey, you know. But, only if you want to," he said nervously.

"Whaat?" I screamed. It scared him.

"You don't have to!" he said quickly.

"Don't have to? I want to! Yes, yes, yes, million times yes!" I started screaming and jumping around. I hugged him and he hugged me back. "I can't believe you're my brother. I really can't. It's so unbelievable. I mean..." I whispered into his hair.

"But I'm," we stayed in a hug for few minutes.

"I guess I should start packing, right?" I asked him.

"Yep. You don't need anything like furniture. Take just clothes ad other things. Plus, I bought you a suitcase. I have it on my car." He went down the stairs and I heard him talking to my 'Mom'.

She came upstairs then. "I heard that you're moving. I Hope you will like it there. I wish you all the best,"

"Thank you. For those sixteen years you look after me. I appreciate it a lot."

My brother suddenly came. I started packing. Almost every other thing fell out of my hands. I couldn't believe it. I still couldn't. I packed my things in an hour and then I said goodbye to my 'family.

I sat down to the passenger seat. Frankie drove. "Where are we going now?"

"To Jersey, my little sis. I have to return the car. And we are catching a plane from JFK at midnight."

I smiled when he called me little sis. I placed my head against window and in a minute I fell asleep.

"Chloe? We're here," Frankie woke me up. I blinked for few times and got out of the car. Then we went to the airport. "Uhm..Frankie? I don't have a passport!"

"You do, hold on!" he said as we went to some office at the airport.

"Aah. Mr. Iero! You're here for your sister's passport?" asked the officer. Frank nodded.

"I just need your sign here and yours too, Miss Iero," said the officer. Miss Iero..wow...

We signed the documents, they took my fingerprints and then I finally got my new passport.

We landed in L.A at one in the morning Californian time.

We had to go through all the controls, which was pretty annoying. At the passport control, there was an officer who asked: "Excuse me, sir? Are you Frank Iero, like from My Chemical Romance? My daughter loves your music!" Frankie smiled and pulled out a photo and a pen from his bag, signing it.

"What's her name?"

"Naomi."

"Okay, here you are!" said Frankie and handed him the signed picture. "Thank you so much, Mr. Iero. She would be so happy. Welcome back home!"

We left through the exit.

"You're so kind!" I said to my brother. He smiled.

We went by a cab. It stopped in front of a very nice house in Beverly hills.

"Frankie, I'm scared." Of course I was. I still kinda didn't get the fact, the fact that Frank Iero is my brother. And now O was going to meet whole My Chemical Romance. That was what I dreamed about. Really...it was so unbelievable.

"Why?"

"What if they won't like me?"

"They will. I called the on our way from Philly while you were sleeping. They can't wait to meet you," He gave me a reassuring smile and we went inside.

"And I'm afraid that I'm going to faint as I will see them all!" I continued with my worries. He laughed.

"Let's go!"

"Hey! We are here!" shouted Frankie all over the house.

"Coming!" called four voices back. First, from a door on our left, came a naturally blond guy with a bit of beard. I recognized him of course. Bob.

"Hi, you! I'm Bob, you must be Chloe" he said cheerfully.

"Hey. Nice to meet you," I answered. My head hurt. And suddenly I became scared of fainting there once again.

A door on the opposite side of the hall banged.

"Hi, Chloe! I'm Ray! You really look just like him!"

"Hi. I know...it's pleasure to meet you," I said again. Then we saw a black haired guy walking from a corridor on my right. Gerard. Shit. Please, please, please, I don't want to faint here!

"Heyyy! I'm Gerard, it's so nice to meet you!" he almost screamed, grinning.

"Hi, I'm Chloe. Nice to meet you too!" I answered. Suddenly, there were steps on the stairs. A tall, dark haired guy was coming. Mikey.

"Hello. I'm Mikey. It's a pleasure, meeting you," he said quietly.

"Hi. I'm Chloe. I'm glad I can meet you!" We all went to sit down to the living room. It was huge. I sat between Frank and Mikey. They all basically didn't know a thing about me, not even my brother did. I understood that they were curious. Honestly, I was more.

"How old are you?"

"What year in school are you in?"

"What's your favorite color?"

"Do you like MCR?"

"What's your favorite animal?"

"Can you play any musical instruments?"

They all started to ask, one over another.

"Hey!" I shouted. They all shut up. I blushed.

"I mean, it would be better for me to just talk, don't you think?" They all nodded. I coughed and suddenly felt very nervous.

"Okay...so I'm Chloe Natalia Iero, Frankie's sister. My birthday is on 7th of August. I'm fifteen. I went to Philadelphia Central High, I just finished junior year. I know, I'm not even sixteen... I skipped two years, because I knew all the stuff and was bored at classes. I like to sing, paint and read. I can play piano, guitar and bass. I love your music and my favorite song is The Ghost of you and I'm not okay. Then I like Green Day and Simple Plan. I love sports, especially jogging, playing tennis, baseball and beach volleyball. My favorite animal is a dog and my favorite colors are black and red and white. My favorite food is pasta, but without meat. I'm a vegetarian, questions?"

They were staring at me. And then they all started to laugh. "She's amazing!" said Gerard to Frankie. It made me blush.

"Clo, I'm gonna show you your room...and it's three in the morning, you should go to sleep!"

"Okay. Goodnight everyone!" I called. They all went to me and one by one hugged me, wishing goodnight. Frankie took my hand into his and led me upstairs. There was another hall, with few doors.

"This is Bob's room, this is Ray's. They have a bathroom here." Frankie pointed at his left.

"There is Gerard's room here, next to Mikey's. That's their bathroom," he pointed. "And here, is my room and yours. I hope you won't mind sharing a bathroom. I can share with Gee and Mikey if,"

I cut him off.

"I don't mind. So this is my room?"

He nodded and opened the door.

"Guys knew you were coming, so they put here some things." I entered the room. Three walls were dark grey and one was white. There was a large black closet. The bed was red. There was a white desk, with black chair and a laptop. There were few shelves and a book case.

"It's amazing," I breathed out

"I'm glad you like it. Here is the bathroom," he opened a door. The bathroom was huge and had another door on the other side.

"Your room?"

"Yeah. You can have a shower now if you want to. But I think you're too tired," I nodded. I was tired like hell.

I sat on my bed. As I sat down I felt my eye lids falling.

"Clo? Here you go, take my T-shirt. You're too tired to unpack anything," I heard Frankie. I gave him a grateful look. I didn't mind him in the room while I was changing; after all he was my brother. I slid under the covers then.

"Goodnight, Frankie," I said. I was almost sleeping when I heard him talking.

"Goodnight, my little sis. Sweet dreams. I love you," he whispered. And then I fell asleep.

When I wokthe first thing that came up on my mind was yesterday. What happened. Shit, that was a weird dream. That I'm a sister of Frank Iero? Funny.

Then, looked around me. I wasn't at my room. Well I was, but it looked different...Wait. It was not a dream!

I checked the clock. It was just eight o'clock. I slept for five hours, but wasn't tired anymore.

I went to have a shower and unpacked my things. I knew the boys won't be up yet, but I went downstairs anyway. I entered the kitchen. I almost got a heart attack, when I saw Mikey sitting at the table.

"Hi!"

"Good morning, Mikey!" I said.

"You're up very soon."

"That's the jet lag. But you too. But I guess you weren't sleeping so much today," I said, pointing at his red eyes.

"You're right. I can't sleep these days," he said, getting up. "I'm making myself a cup of coffee. Want one too?"

"Yes please,"

He came back in a minute, holding two large mugs with coffee.

"Thanks," I said. He just nodded, sitting down and studying something in his coffee. I felt worried 'bout him.

"Mikey, I know there's no reason for you to telling me, but is there anything wrong?" I managed to ask. He raised his head quickly.

"You're right, there is something wrong. I just don't know if I want to talk about it, right now," he said and turned his eyes to the ground. I knew that they were full of tears. I placed my hands on his shoulder.

"I don't know what is wrong, still I'm so sorry that you're sad!

He smiled sadly and I couldn't help but notice the tear on his cheek. He pulled me into a hug. There was just one word on my mind.

Heaven. This was heaven for me. His touch was warm and comfortable.

"Thank you!" he whispered.

"Ehm...what for?"

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