Take my hand and never be afraid again...

Take my hand and never be afraid again 3

When we got to the airport, we had to wait half hour for our plane. When we finally got on the plane I just sat down and turned my Ipod on.

I stayed like that til the plane took off.

I was woken up by Frank tapping my shoulder.

"mm?" I said

"We're here" he replied. I immediately looked out the window and saw it was dark.

It was 3:00pm when we left London, and it was now 5:00am. I had skipped seven hours backwards, it was creepy.

We left the airport and took a cab back to Frank's house. He showed me where my bedroom was.

It was beautiful. It had one white wall with a window in it and the rest of the walls were black. In the corner opposite the window there was a black steel framed bed with red pillows and quilt. There was a white tall boy with a mirror on top of it, and a unit directly across from the bed, with a TV and DVD player in it.

"Amazing" I breathed.

"Yeah, I love my house. Alright, you can go to bed if you want and I'll see you when you get up" he said

I looked at him for a few seconds and he went to walk off but I grabbed his hand. I hugged him for a minute or so and then let go.

"Thank you, for everything, I do realise you could have said no to taking me" I whispered.

"Please, Katya, I have been hoping ever since I found out about you that I would meet you one day. I would never say no" he smiled.

I returned the smile, "Goodnight Frank"

I put my bags down and hopped into bed then went straight to sleep.

The next time I woke up, the sun was shining through the blinds. I yawned and looked around. There was a door I hadn't noticed yesterday. I opened it and saw a bathroom. I smiled and immediately went for a shower and brushed my teeth. I did my make-up the same as yesterday and fixed my hair up. I dressed in my white camo pants, my black tank top and my baggy Red Jumpsuit Apparatus jacket. I gave myself a once over and then sat on my bed for another half hour, just remembering things about my parents.

I heard voices downstairs and wondered who could be here. I put my pink vans on walked downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and saw five boys look up. One of them checked me out, two of them gaped, one just took a sip of coffee and one stood up, walked over to me and said, "Guys this is Katya, my sister"

I smiled shyly.

"Of course you know Gerard, Ray, Bob and Mikey don't you?" Frank asked

I nodded.

"So, there's cereal in that cupboard there, or you can make yourself toast, the bread is on the counter" Frank said sitting down once again.

I decided to have cocoa pops. I sat down at the kitchen table with my bowl and ate in silence. I ate half the bowl and then suddenly pushed it away, feeling disgusted. My parents and I always had cocoa pops out on the back patio on Sunday mornings. It was a very weird thing we had done.

"Are you okay?" Frank asked noticing what I had done.

I half nodded and looked up at him. I could tell by his face he was very worried about me.

"So what are you going to do about school?" Gerard asked me.

"I had enough points to pass and the lawyer said he would mail my certificate to Frank's address" I replied after a few minutes.