I was only 12 when it started.My dad being abusive I mean. 12 when I started getting picked on for being who I was,15 when I announced I was gay although it didn't help the situation admitting that,I never thought it would though. Mom left because she couldn't cope with dad and now he has to "take care" of me.
Schools a living hell. I find it really difficult now,Especially. Why? Because I'm a mute. I haven't spoke for 3 and a half years. I stopped when I was 12 and a half. After I finally realised I was pathetic and meant nothing to anyone.
What's the point in speaking if no one cares anyway? All I need is a notepad,a pen and my facial expressions.
My routine is exactly this;
-Wake up
-get dressed
-skip breakfast
-pick up my bag and kick the door open
-slam the door
-listen to dad whine
-make way to school
-meet all my fabulous friends!
Okay so the last one is utter bull crap.I don't have any friends and I doubt I ever will. After all,I'm just Frank Iero. Depressed,stressed and band obsessed.
~Author note-
Sorry it was short it's just a little intro to the story!
Mostly all povs will be written from Franks point of view,If someone else is showing their side I will say c: -Jadexo ~

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You've gotta raise your voice (Frerard)
Фанфик"Why did you defend me?" "I've been in the situation before"