You were the child of the famous Gerard Way. He had you in 2002 with his still-to-this-day wife AKA your mom. You were 23. Old enough to start your own life.

So, with your partner, you had a baby. A girl. It was grueling and long. Tiring and stressful. But it happened. You were holding a baby half you, half your lover. They were asleep right now. You were taking care of the newborn. Giving her the second feeding of her life.

Your dad, Gerard, walked in the room slowly with a little bag of things. He was going to see his grandchild for the first time. He stepped closer. He had an enamored look on his face. Putting his hand on your shoulder.

"Wow... That's... She's beautiful..."

His voice was low to honor the peace, gently rubbing your shoulder. It was like a massage. He kept the soft voice, staring at you now.

"You okay?"