a/n; heyy i'll probably update a few chapters in, let's say, the span of an hour from when this one's up. anyways, enjoy this. also i wanna hear your theories on tyler if you have some.
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"so, have you been in contact with your parents lately?" frank asked tyler who was smoking a cigarette in the corner of gerard's living room.
"those bigots?" tyler asked, chuckling in amusement at the stupid question. "why would've i, they're the ones who threw me out after you-know-what."
frank was silent for a moment before looking at tyler. "why do you keep calling it that?"
"huh?"
"why do you call it you-know-what?" frank asked, and tyler just shook his head in response. "what is it? are you ashamed?"
"of what?" tyler huffed, clearly stating that he wasn't happy with the subject of the conversation.
"of what you are," frank simply said, tilting his head to the side while keeping his eyes on tyler.
"why would i be?"
"because of what happened after 'you-know-what', as you like to put it," frank answered, earning an eyeroll from tyler.
"even if i was what would it help for me to go around telling everyone that?"
"it gets easier," frank answered, looking intently into tyler's eyes, but he wasn't having any of it.
"this is starting to sound like my cue to go," tyler mumbled, stood up and shook his head slightly. he made his way to gerard's vestibule and unlocked the door to let himself out. before frank could reach him, he had already slammed the door shut and run off, not knowing where he was actually going.
'it gets better' my ass.
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careless // joshler
Fanfictionjosh had been watching the brown-haired boy for a while, and he was certain he wasn't okay. // tyler knew a boy with obnoxiously purple hair had been watching him, and he was getting annoyed.
