“I’m home!” We hear Kellin shout before the front door slams.

“Kellin! Get your stupid arse in here now!” Hayley shouts from her room… why is she so pissed off at him?

“Look, Hayley, I don’t need a lecture, okay?” Kellin replies. I sigh in annoyance, sibling disputes isn’t something I’ve had to deal with before. Gerard tightens his grip on me and kisses my head, all the while Kellin and Hayley are shouting at each other about Kellin being an adult.

“Don’t worry, Baby. Siblings argue a lot, it’s normal. They’ll make up soon… probably,” Gee says with a chuckle.

“I’ve heard them argue before, Gee. This feels different…” I sigh again as Kellin and Hayley’s shouts get louder.

“You had no right to do that and you know it! I was looking forward to some fucking peace from her, she is fucking crazy!” Kellin shouts… who is ‘her’?

“Well maybe if you’d come out of the closet earlier then this wouldn’t be a fucking issue!”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I was fucking scared, you know how my friends felt about gay people, Hay, they’d have shunned me!”

“And this situation is clearly so much better?” Hayley says with a disbelieving and somewhat mocking tone.

“Fuck you, Hayley, you’ve fucked everything up! This was meant to be a fresh start and I’m fucking happy for the first time ever and now she is going to ruin that! FUCK!” Kellin shouts and I hear smashing. Okay, letting them talk it out clearly isn’t working. I sit up and Gee knows exactly what I’m doing and – to my surprise – helps me up, walking down to the kitchen with me.

Once we get to the kitchen we see broken glass everywhere.

“Guys, I don’t know what happened between you two but this shit isn’t cool!” Gee yells when he sees my unease around Kellin’s angry expression.

“What the fuck ever, I’m going out!” he yells before grabbing his keys and getting in his car… well fuck.

“Shit…” Hayley mutters, leaning against the kitchen counter with her head in her hands.

“Hayley, what happened?” I ask in a soothing tone as Gerard begins to pick up the broken glass.

“I think I fucked up somewhat…” she says with an ironic laugh. You know the ones where you aren’t really laughing but more highlighting the seriousness.

“How? What has he done?” I ask and she sighs before she starts shaking in sobs… ah shit.

“I messed up! But he was fucking worse!” she sobs, although it sounds more like ‘I missed cup, boat he wars filling words’ but I understood after a short moment of thought.

“How, honey?” I ask, stroking her arm. She turns into me, hugging tightly. I just hold her trembling body for about forty minutes – which is fucking ages, trust me… don’t believe me? Awkwardly cuddle your step sister as she cries without moving because there is broken glass everywhere! Don’t want to? Don’t judge me then.

“Shit, Frank, this was expensive glass,” Gerard mumbles from the floor… not even remotely helpful. I glare at him and he covers his mouth, comically. “Did I say that aloud?” I nod. “Shit, well that was very fucking stupid of me… I’m sorry, complaining about expensive glass being broken clearly doesn’t help…” he says, sincerely. I nod and mouth ‘it’s fine’ then Hayley looks up at me as if to tell me what happened only before she gets a chance there is a knock at the door.

“Shit, Franks, she’s here…” Hayley cries before taking a few moments to compose herself. “I guess I have to fix my mess…” she states, much calmer now… how the fuck do girls do that? One moment they are crying hysterically then BAMN they are perfectly fine… what? Hayley briskly makes her way to the door, opening it to… Kellin…

“The keys aren’t working!” he angrily slurs as he bursts into the house and collapses onto the sofa.

“Kels, what on Earth do you mean the keys aren’t working?” Hayley asks him calmly.

“Well I couldn’t open the door with the keys and if the keys for to open a door, right, don’t work well at opening the door then they are like not working or something, right?” he checks, somewhat grumpy, somewhat confused but mostly drunk.

“Okay, Kellin. Where have you been?” Hayley asks.

“Well I left to buy a gun to shoot you for being a dumbo but then decided that was really dramatic so instead I bought some whiskey and then I decided I would play drinking games… alone…” he laughs… Kellin normally thinks he’s funny but apparently drunk Kellin has a legitimate ego-complex or something. He is practically falling off of the sofa from laughter and he didn’t even say anything remotely funny.

“Right, Kels. Do you want to go to bed?” Hayley asks him, doing a fairly good job at hiding just how concerned she is.

“Umm… can’t we watch the TV?” Kellin laughs again… what is making him laugh?

“Kellin, is whiskey all you’ve had?” Gerard asks quirking an eyebrow. What is he getting at? Kellin starts giggling uncontrollably… What is going on?

“Shhh, Gerard. Be a good boy!” he ‘whispers’(I suppose it was a drunk person’s version of a whisper.

I glare at him before looking at Gee. “Gee, what do you mean ‘is whiskey all you’ve had’?” I ask confused because dafuq is he on about?

“Well, Franks… I think that Kellin is high…” Gerard mutters, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. High!? Okay, call me a square but I’m freaking the fuck out! How the fuck can he be high? What the fuck do we do? Will we get arrested? OH MY SHIT! THE POLICE ARE GOING TO TRACK HIS WEED TRAIL TO MY HOME! I’M IN SO MUCH SHIT!

I must have been visibly freaking out because Kellin laughs as Gerard moves to console me. As Gerard is telling me stuff like ‘it’s okay’, ‘it’s no big deal’, ‘everything’s okay’ ‘no one will find out’ (etc), Hayley is scolding Kellin. “You are so fucking irresponsible, Kellin! First you fuck up with that girl, then you fucking abandon her and now you’re drinking and getting high because you know that you’ll have to actually fucking do the responsible thing!”

“Look, Hayley, it’s no business for you to think about, it’s just a thing and it isn’t even important. I’m quite happy pretending that it isn’t real, and if I am happy then you should be too!” Kellin slurs… what the fuck is he on about? He makes no fucking sense!

“No, Kellin. That isn’t how life works, this doesn’t just affect you! This directly affects her and then everyone who is around her too! You are such a selfish prick, seriously!” she yells, great, back to a fuck tonne of noise all whilst Gerard is trying to calm my stupid brain out of it’s crazy irrational thoughts.

“You are such a bitch,” Kellin laughs. “And you are a hypercrite,”

“What?” Hayley asks, her brow furrowing.

“Well remember Jesse? Yeah well when you were fifteen he loved you and you knew that so you used that to get him to buy you tickets to see Metallica and after you went to that you told him you weren’t interested so that’s selfish so you’re a hypecrite,” Kellin lazily argues.

“That isn’t even fucking similar…” she says, more to herself. “Going to that concert hasn’t ruined his life and broken his heart has it? Hm...? No! And I never told him I was in love with him did I? Hm…? No!” she answers, presumably so that Kellin doesn’t give a ‘smart’ retort to her questioning.

“Guys, I am so fucking lost here…” I mumble to them, somehow – even through the shouting, they heard me.

“Okay so there was a girl, right?” Kellin begins ‘explaining’. I nod slowly showing him that I understand that very simple beginning. “Her name was Katelynne, yeah?” I nod again. “She loved me and shit and was like ‘Ermahgewrd it’s Kellin’ everytime she saw me,” he laughs before continuing. “Then she was like ‘I love you, Kellin. You’re single and so am I and we should totally dte and we would be a super attractive power couple and we could love eachother forever and we can get married and have kids and it would be amazing so will you be my boyfriend?’” he says in a very high pitched – even for Kellin – tone which is clearly him mocking this Katelynne. “And I was trying to hide that I was gay because I wouldn’t have accepted and I was a bit pathetic…” he trails off laughing. Clearly this is the funniest thing to ever happen so Kellin actually does fall of the sofa this time and is in fit of laughter, holding his stomach and rolling about. I hate drunk and high people.

Once Kellin quits the irritating shrill laughter, he pulls back up to te sofa and looks at me. “What was I saying?” he asks, clearly still amused.

“About you hiding that you were gay…” Gerard says irritatedly.

“Oh, right… Um… Yeah so I dated her and we dated for like two years and I didn’t even break up with her… I just kind of moved away and started ignoring her!” he laughs slightly.

“Dude, that isn’t funny! Two fucking years and not even an explination!?” Gee snaps. “Even if you didn’t love her back she deserves an explination after two fucking years!” Gee says in a tone which suggests disgust.

“But she was a crazy obsessive bitch!” Kellin snaps, getting defensive. Gerard rolls his eyes, not finding the excuse acceptable and I fucking agree. Like seriously, not cool.

“Forgetting a few pretty important details there Kellin?” Hayley says in a condescending tone.

“Oh right, I proposed to her this one time,” he says bored. Fucking plot twist.

“What? You are engaged? But why propose when you don’t love her?” I blurt.

“Well… umm…” Kellin stumbles over his words sounding even more stupid than he would telling us this sober. Then the doorbell rings… lucky shit. Kellin clearly recognises his luck because he visibly sighs out his relief before slumping down in his seat. I huff before trudging to the door, pissed that someone is calling around at this hour before looking at the wall clock to see that it is only 7PM… holy shit… so much has happened today and I’ve only been awake for about twelve hours… how the fuck even?

I get to the door looking out of the little peep hole to see a girl who is probably about nineteen years old. She is about 5’4”, at least she isn’t taller than me. Her hair is black and wavy down to… boob height I guess… and she has got brown eyes. She is wearing a fuck tonne of make up but it looks nice. Her face is hopeful and her eyes look a little… crazy? I open the door and her hopeful smile drops. Sorry that I’m so fucking disappointing, stranger!

“Isn’t this Kellin Quinn’s house?” she asks in a broken whisper.

“Yeah, I’m his step-brother,” I say with a smile. “You’re Katelynne, right?” she smiles brightly and nods.

She reaches her left arm forward to shake my hand, which is the wrong hand by the way, and her stomach is pretty disproportinate… that had best fucking be from comfort eating! Shit! This must be what the were talking about! Kellin got her pregnant and just fucking left! What a shit! And he only moved a month ago… she is at least seven months! There is no way he didn’t know. FUCK! He really is a prick. Once I recover from the shock I take her hand and shake her hand. “Hey, I’m Frank Iero!” I faux-smile.

“I’m Katelynne Quinn!” she says, smiling wider as my eyes fucking pop out of my fucking head. Either she is really crazed like Kellin said or they got married after Kellin proposed… Then I look down at the hand in mine and see two rings on her ring finger… an engagement ring and a wedding ring… what the fuck!? What the fuck has Kellin done?

I yank my hand from hers and silently beacon her in before I shut the door. I don’t greet her, that can wait, Kellin however demands my attention immediately. “Kellin!” I shout as I stomp into the front room, Katelynne Quinn trailing behind me. “Care to explain this?” I yell pointing at her bump and holding up her left hand, displaying her rings. Hayley huffs in irritation and Gerard slaps hishand over his mouth mumbling a ‘fuck’. Kellin just stares at Katelynne, mouth agape. “Well!?” I shout, letting go of the clearly upset Katelynne, and march over to Kellin. He just stares at me before drunkenly muttering his ‘explination’.

“Umm… Well…” he starts before he looks to Katelynne. “You are meant to be…” he says to her before looking around the room at all of us clearly fucking terrified of our disgust and anger.

“What’s going on, Kelli?” Katelynne asks. She calls him Kelli? That’s a fucking girl’s name… Kellin swallows down what probably would have been a defensive argument and bites his lip. Then the front door opens. What the fuck is the front door doing being so fuking active today?

“Guys, I’m home!” Carly, my step-mother, shouts. “Guys?” she yells walking into the front room, where everyone is sat. Everyone turns to face the door as she walks in, dread set on everyone’s features. “Oh my goodness, Katelynne, I haven’t seen you in so…” she begins with a welcoming smile before the penny drops. “Holy shit!” she says, hand over mouth… I think she noticed the huge round belly Katelynne is sporting.

This should be interesting…

Notes

I am completely speculating on Katelynne's height, I don't know... I compared her to Kellin and was like meh... four inches shorter... I don't know or care!! :P
Also I actually think Katelynne is lovely and not 'a crazy obsessive bitch' but yeah... I don't know, you guys know that I like to write in bullshit personalities for lovely people... :L
Spellcheck is being a stupid prick so sorry for any typos! :L
I know that this chapter was quite irrelevant but shhhhh! It will become relevant, guys, 'kay?
:D
Sorry it took so long to update!
I AM A DISGRACE!
Anyway, thanks for reading my update.
Charley <3