PROLAUGUE

"What were you thinking?" Mrs. Rogers was in a rage. "How can you honestly be doing this to us? We are your family Kayla and you're abandoning us!"

"No I'm not mom." Kayla said. She found it hard to keep her voice even as tears filled her eyes. Kayla thought this would go differently. Leaving was not supposed to be this hard. The bus was supposed to pull up, she was going to come downstairs with her bags, and open the door. She was going to explain everything with the help of the guys. Frank promised her they would help. But now they were standing in the open door, silenced by the fury of Kayla's mother.

Naturally, you're wondering why Mrs. Rogers is so upset. Well it is one hell of a story. Kayla Rogers is 15 and lives in total hell. Her parents are going through a wicked divorce, and her dad is an asshole. Kayla's mother has some anger issues, but can normally keep them under control, but it is those times that she can't that can make the roof blow off. Kayla is probably the most die-hard My Chemical Romance fan you will ever meet. She spends all her money on merch, only listens to their music, and will punch the lights out on anyone who disses them. Her parents have accepted at this point that they can't sway her from her obsession, and just let her go on and do whatever she wants. But this time, she took it to far.

Kayla sent a letter to MCR's fanmail address one night when her father was being particularly asshole-y to her and her mother. She asked them to come and take her away. She didn't care if it was for a week, a month, or forever, she just begged them for help. She left them her cell phone number and was shocked to have received a phone call from Frank Iero, the bands rhythm guitarist, a few days later.

"Hello?" Kayla picked up the phone.

"Yeah, um, is this Kayla Rogers?" said a man's voice on the other end.

"Yes who is this?" Kayla was curious, she didn't get random calls on her cell phone.

"Oh this is frank Iero, you know, from my chemical romance?" replied the man

"Oh my god" Kayla almost dropped the phone, but regained herself enough to continue.

"ha ha, yeah. So we got your fanmail..." Frank's voice trailed off.

"Oh you did? Well, I...I feel weird now...I don't know if I should have..." now Kayla was nervous. what if they thought she was crazy?

"Stop, stop its okay Kayla. So, you want us to come for you or not? Because we will. Say the word and we will." Frank's voice comforted her and she thought of a date.

"Wow, um, okay. Can you come, this weekend? Saturday?" She crossed her fingers and waited for his response.

"Saturday works. the five of us will see you on Saturday. You sent us your address so we'll be there just fine okay?" Frank's voice took on an almost annoyed tone right there.

"yes, okay, sure. I'll be ready. but I might need some help explaining this to my parents..." then it hit her. Kayla's parents would never allow this. she decided to not say anything until they showed up.

"We'll take care of everything, don't worry. see you Saturday?"

"Saturday." Kayla was happy. She was getting out. she heard frank hang up on the other end and ran upstairs to pack.

Saturday came and Kayla spent all day in her room, making up the sequence in her head

-MCR shows up
-I come downstairs with bag
-mom say WTF
-guys explain
-I leave
-I'm happy...?

It seemed so simple, totally foolproof. Nothing was going to go wrong. Of this she was sure. Then Kayla looked out her window and saw a big bus pull up; a tour bus. Kayla couldn't believe they had actually come to get her. She jumped off her bed, grabbed her suitcase and ran downstairs just in time to see her mother open the door to the five boys of My Chemical Romance, dressed in black and covered in eyeliner, standing at the door. Kayla almost laughed at the sight of her mother's face as she let the five boys in, but stopped herself as mocking her mother wouldn't maker her any more willing to let her leave. Kayla came the rest of the way down the stairs and into the living room, dragging her suitcase behind her. When her mother saw this she realized what was going on and her face twisted in rage. Kayla didn't think she'd ever seen her mother so angry.

"What were you thinking?" Mrs. Rogers asked in little more than a whisper. "How can you honestly be doing this to us? We are your family Kayla and you're abandoning us!"

"No I'm not mom." Kayla said. She found it hard to keep her voice even as tears filled her eyes. Kayla thought this would go differently. Leaving was not supposed to be this hard.

"mom, I don't belong here. Everything I do is wrong to you and I just can't deal with it anymore. I'm going with the guys and you can't stop me." Kayla's mother came right up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders. Kayla felt her mother's long manicured nails dig themselves into her skin. Her mother began to shake her violently.

"you listen to me Kayla Jean Rogers, you are my daughter and you will do what I tell you! Do you hear me?" she shook her harder. "DO YOU HEAR ME?" at this point Ray came over and tried to pry Kayla from her hysterical mother's grip. Mrs. Rogers began to cry as she slowly let go, realizing that shaking her around wasn't going to do a thing. Kayla watched stone faced as her mother crumpled in a shuddering, sobbing heap on the floor at her feet. Kayla stepped around the crumpled heap of suburban perfection and against the waiting arm of Gerard. He wrapped his arm around her and just said

"everything's gonna be fine Kayla, we've gotcha now. Don't worry." and for once, she didn't. For once Kayla just let everything lose and put herself into Gerard's hands. because she knew he was right, everything was going to be fine.