You're the oldest out of four kids. You were born shortly after your parents got married, in 2008. You are 16, your younger sisters are 14, and your baby brother is twelve. Your parents are Jamia Nestor and Frank Iero.

Little did your parents know, you had started to get into their cigarette stashes, and Frank's pot stash. Your sisters found out, and ratted to your brother, who ratted to your parents. Which led you to be sitting across from them after everyone was home, after dinner.

Frank stared at you from across the table. "Would you like to explain why you're smoking mine and your mom's cigs and my pot?" he asked you, his scary dad voice in full effect. It wasn't yelling, but it was scary because you knew you were gonna be told off.