Author's note: Hi guys! You can't imagine how much sorry I am. I know that I updated nothing for past few weeks and I'm really, really sorry. But the school started and there were other things in my life, which had to be taken first and my story had to wait...So as an apology, I'm uploading two chapters today. For those who are reading my other story too (Hey, I'm a daughter of Gerard Way), please be patient, I'm working on it. Happy reading and I hope I will not disappoint you with these next two chapters. Thanks for all your alerts, favorites and especially your reviews. They are lovely, so keep them coming! :)

Still Chloe POV

(AN: I think that now there's gonna be Chloe POV almost all the time, because the scenes that are coming are better to see from her point of view. However, if you'd like some other POVs, let me know and I will try.)

I thought about what to answer. Frank actually couldn't choose a worse question than this one. Or maybe just something in the way if we two were kissing few seconds ago. I changed a look with Mikey. "Well, nothing much. Just chatting about random things," he said. It wasn't a lie. We just didn't tell them whole truth. Gerard shot me a look. He grinned. I tried to look like I don't understand him, but I wasn't sure if I was that much persuasive. "Oh, okay. We stopped at the criminal department. They already know who, who have done this to you," said Frankie and whole atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. I bit my lip. "Who was it?"

"About four or five kids from the neighborhood, they were all about 17 years old. One of them was 18. He's gonna be judged. We are lucky, that LA's police department has a great audio-visual lab. Without them, we would never ever find out who were the people on the cameras,"

"But, Frankie? WHY?" I asked, wiping the hot tear away from my cheek. He looked at me, with a hurt look in his eyes.

"They were interrogated already. And it seems, like they did it, because they were jealous of you. Jealous, that you're with us in the band," he made a pause. "I'd never ever think that our ..fans.. are able to do something like this. And I'm already thinking about leaving this place, end the band and try to live a normal life," he finished. We all looked at him like if he was absolutely crazy. Well, I thought he was.

"Frankie? Frank Anthony Iero! How, how the hell did something like this even for one second come to your mind?" I shouted on the top of my lungs. "That. Is. The. Most. Stupid. Idea. Anyone. Could. Ever. Have!"

It took me much more time energy and all my persuading skills to make him get a rid of this stupid idea. But with Mikey's and Gerard's help I did it.

Next three weeks were flowing very fast for me. I had to be still in the hospital, but it wasn't boring how it could seem at the first look. From half past seven, until seven in the evening, there always was someone with me. Neither my brother, or Gerard and Mikey (who two were the main visitors) or Ray or Bob were always with me in my room. Even Jamia, my brother's girlfriend was there few times. I got to meet her and she seemed fine. I also met Lindsey, Gerard's girlfriend and yeah. She was pretty cool. On the 24th of July, I was finally allowed to go home. It was six in the evening, when Frank and Mikey came to pick me up. With all my things we were driving by car back home.

"I'm looking forward to be back home," I said from the back seat. Mikey was driving with the passenger seat empty; Frank was sitting next to me. He gave me a smile.

"And we can't wait to have you there. It felt kinda sad and empty without you," said Frankie. I caught Mikey's eyes in the rear-view mirror. His eyes didn't show any kind of emotion. The relationship between Mikey and me became strange. When we were together with someone else, mainly with Gee, we acted normally. But when it was just the two of us, there was usually uncomfortable, heavy silence and neither me or him wanted to break it first. While I was still in the hospital, he was usually sitting next to my bed and staring to the ground. Once we held hands. But again, neither me or him said a word. And once...he even stroked my cheek. And I finally took all the strength inside of me to start a conversation, because we needed to talk. But almost immediately as I opened my mouth, others barged into the room and the moment became broken.

And how it will be now? Is he going to act like I don't exist forever? Who knows. We stopped in the garage under our house. Mikey and Frankie took my things and together, we went up the stairs. I entered the living room first. There was a moving blurry spot and then I felt Gerard's arms around me. He squeezed me tight in his arms, while whispering some sweet words into my ear. Awww.

"I'm so glad you're home, sweetie!" that was the only complete sentence I managed to catch from his whispers. He kissed m on the top of my head then. I gave him a smile. He was my best friend and I knew he will always be.

"I'm also glad that I'm here again. I missed it. Bob, Ray!" I said and screamed happily as I saw Bob and Ray entering the room. They both hugged me, while saying how happy they were, that I'm okay and finally at home.

I went to my bedroom then. I smiled as I entered. While taking a deep breath, I sat down on my bed and looked happily around me. I was finally home.

The door opened. Mikey brought me my things.

"Mikes-," I started, but he came to me and placed his finger to my lips. "Shhh. I know what you wanna say. I agree that we need to talk about it. Just, give me some time," he said and turned to leave. I was staring into one place. When he almost closed the door, he turned his head once again. "You are beautiful," he whispered. He sounded sad and broken. What was that? And what that supposed to mean? I started to cry. I didn't understand him and I wanted to so much. I wanted to finally get this thing solved.

Author's note: So...that's it. I hope you guys liked, please, let me know. Reviews are more than welcome and very very appreciated. Thanks for reading, BajaSt xxx