Adopted By MCR

Abandoned

After their final performance for the night, Francesca 'Frankie' Antonia Iero went outside for a breath of fresh air when she heard a cry from a dumpster, Frankie shook her head. She thought it was a cat, but then listened to the cry again "that's a kid..." she thought, gingerly making her way over to the dumpster. But as Frankie wasn't very tall, it was a struggle to get the lid opened.

A little boy was shaking when he'd involuntarily made a noise which made someone try to open the dumpster where he'd been thrown into after another beating by Uncle Vernon, he whimpered in pain again "hello" Harry whimpered, he was scared by the voice. But when the lid was finally opened, he saw someone he and Dudley had both admitted looking down at him with concerned brown eyes rimmed with red eyeshadow and black eyeliner...Frankie Iero! "Poor thing" she gently lifted him out and jumped down from the dumpster with him in her arms "Frankie, you out here?" "I'm over here, Gee!" He squeaked and buried his head in Frankie's shirt/bulletproof vest "hey, it's alright. Gee's not gonna hurt you" she soothed him.

Frankie was rubbing his back like she did with her younger brother, Frank, when he was upset as Gerard saw her "Franks..." "I found him thrown into the dumpster, Gee. He's hurt as well" Frankie gave him the 'puppy-dog' eyes that she knew he caved under because of Mikey using them all the time on him "don't, Frankie. I was gonna tell you to get him to the ER. What's his name?" Her surrogate brother asked "dunno, what's ya name, kiddo?" "F-Freak" that raised alarm bells in Gerard and Frankie "Frankie. Two words. Domestic Abuse" Frankie nodded, she got that a lot when she was a teenager after her mother died when Frank was born and then their father was crushed to death in Hillsborough with Frankie barely surviving with Frank after the Liverpool goalie and a police officer helped their father save the both of them. Frankie was only eight at the time and Frank had been six, their step-mother had then began to beat the two of them when Frankie woke from nightmares due to her Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

Frankie got in the car with Gerard and went to Belleville General, she quickly texted Bob, Ray and Mikey, telling the other MCR members what had happened and where she and Gerard were heading M - Jesus, hopefully u get something sorted. Frankie was stared at a little as she was still in her stage costume "man, will they quit staring? So what I barely had time to change" she shrugged as a nurse came to see them "what's his name?" He asked "I don't know. All I can tell, Nurse..." "Francesca Iero, you're my damn sister..." Frankie grinned "sorry bro. But he's been abused, Frank. Physically and mentally. Said his name was 'Freak', man. That ain't right" Frank saw the distress in his sister's brown eyes, he hadn't seen them like that since Hillsborough in '89 when they nearly joined the 96 Liverpool fans who died in the Leppings Lane 'Safe Standing'.

Frank looked over the boy his sister held as best he could since he was clinging to Frankie "it's alright, kid. That's my little brother, he's patched me up a lotta times. He's only gonna take a little blood to sort out who you are and see if we can find your real name" she soothed him, Gerard had to leave the room "where Gee go?" Frankie and Frank grinned "Gerard hates needles, kid. Almost faints when they go near him. Last time, Frankie and Mikey, his little brother, had to pin him down so he could get an injection. Still so funny to this day" he grinned, the boy began laughing as Frankie distracted him with stories of her, Ray, Frank, Mikey and Gerard growing up in Belleville and Frankie getting into trouble a lot at her boarding school.

After an hour, Frank got his sister into his office with Gerard "so, I got his name. Frankie, remember when you went to that boarding school in England?" Frankie nodded and grinned "that would be where me, Gee, Mikey and Ray had a lotta fun and were called the 'American Marauders', Frank" she laughed "well, the kid you've got's James Potter's son" Frankie's jaw dropped "b-but I read in the paper he was safe and in a loving home..." Gerard held her gently as Frankie began to cry and her makeup began to smudge because of her tears "you read the Prophet, Franks? It's a bunch of lies" Frank shook his head "but, yeah. That's James and Lily's son, Harry. What now?" Frankie hiccupped and wiped a few stray tears away from her ruined makeup "I'm adopting him. He can't go back to those animals, little brother" she choked.