Author's note: my writing gets better during this story and every chapter is a bit longer
And now: enjoyHere we go. Now I'm standing here, a few metres over the train tracks on the other side of the bridge's railing and my head hurts because of all the things I'm thinking about.
About my parents, my ex-boyfriend, my depression, my life...
I shouldn't do that, I know. Every sane person would tell me that. But I'm a mad man with nothing to lose.
My thoughts are spinning around.
Will my parents still ignore me when I'm dead? Will Bert regret, that he broke up with me, just because he couldn't handle me any longer?
Because I hate myself, because of all the damage. Because I can't look in the mirror anymore. I hate what I've seen there every day. And there was this wish, every day, every night, every morning, just to fall asleep and never wake up again.
And now I'm here. I removed unsure a fringe of red hair out of my face I heard the train.
It's time.
I close my eyes.
"Hey, what are you doing? HEY!"
And in the next second I lost the ground under my feet.
Hey :) this is my first fanfiction & I hope you like it :) pls comment what I could change and whatever & vote ^^
The other chapters won't be in gerard's pov
-pumpkin
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