Rookies POV
I can not believe my brother would do that! He's dragging me by the arm to the car. He stops and turns to me.
"Gianna Isabella Iero, what were you thinking!?" he yells at me.
"I don't know, I'm sorry Frank, but I-I love him. I didn't even get to tell him! And it's Rookie!" I yell back and I smack him in the arm. Pain shoots up it and I wince.
"Oh god. Look what happened to your arm. Lemme take a look." he says, suddenly concerned.
"No! I'm-I'm fine." I tell him.
"Just let me see."
I let him remove the bandage Gerard made me and I squeeze my eyes shut at the sight of blood.
"Oh no. Nononononono. How did I let this happen to you?" Frank shakes his head and leans his forehead on my shoulder in defeat.
"Hey, hey it's fine. Don't worry bout me-"
"I can't let anything happen to you, Rookie!
Don't you understand? You are my sister, you're my responsibility, I can't have you get hurt. I couldn't help mom and dad, but I can help you."
"Frank, don't bring mom and dad into this!" I stand up and start walking away.
"Wait! Rookie, I'm sorry. Rookie!" Frank shouts after me as I walk faster. I'm leaving. I'm gonna find Gerard and we're leaving, for good.
