Frank Iero has been picked on everyday in and out of school since he first came in seventh grade. He gets called all the same insults that he did in Maine before he moved. 'Faggot' 'Retard' 'Sinner' it never changes, and neither does he. But.... What if his bully does? !!!!Trigger Warning!!!! Contains self harm and suicide attempts!!!!

This follows the story of Gerard Way through is own eyes in the form of a Diary. Beginning while he is at Art College and before the band is formed. Can he stop himself from destroying his life? Will someone else help? or will it just be down to him in the end? -This is a diary styled book written from Gerard's perspective. it will not follow his real life completely but I will try and keep quite close.-

Lonely and depressed, Mikey Way is battling through the drab years that immediately follow college. Struggling to make a living as an artist, Mikey has became a battered down, quiet introvert whom wants nothing to do with the abusive romance he is unwillingly involved in. On a cold winter morning, the starving artist is confronted with the opportunity to paint Frank Iero, the Midnight Falls' elusive, young doctor, which he takes up immediately. Love and lust ensure as the story opens on the painter as he meets his muse.

Frank Iero had always been best friends with Gerard. That was until Bert McCracken had appeared and tore Gerard away from his friend. Months have passed and Gerard has became a very secretive, very nervous man. What will happen when Frank begins to question Gerard on what goes on behind closed doors?

-A Short MCR FanFiction- Imagine a life where you're constantly tending to your younger, mentally challenged brother's needs. Welcome to Gerard's everyday existence. After years and years of being cast away, Gerard is growing tired of being tossed aside and caring for his brother. In "Yellow Flowers" the events and choices Gerard makes one day after school change the course of his, his brother's, and his parent's lives forever.

I hate myself sometimes for annoying Gerard as much as I do. He's my brother. The one person in the world I care about. The one person in the world who I wish would care about me. Ever since I saw what happens to him, I've risked my neck, literally, to make the world safer for my older brother, and what do I get in return? Nothing. Does it break my heart that I'll never be appreciated? Of course it does. Every single day. Enough of my sorrows, I chose to go to Wysteria. I chose my own personal misery. I wish I never had.

Nobody ever chooses to go to Wysteria, and it's not a good thing when you're sent there. Wysteria is a collaboration of the United State's biggest teenage screw-ups so far. Besides the criminal record, we're all just normally abnormal teenagers. We flirt and fight and fall in love, sometimes with the wrong people. But this isn't a love story. This is the story how I got into a bad romance, nearly killed myself, broke somebody's arms, kissed a guy, got in a fight, punched a girl, and saved a young man's life. I'm getting ahead of myself... Just let me start from the beginning,

A/N: So, I frequently write MCR short stories that don't really belong anywhere else. I'll post them here. I'll update this whenever I complete one, and I find it proper for Wattpad. I don't own My Chemical Romance by the way, in case you were wondering that. 1. Teenagers (Four Pages) "The ring leader lowered himself to Gerard's level with a brilliant smirk on his malicious face. This smirk had been there this morning when he was hauling Gerard away from his locker to the alley, and here it was again, moments before he beat Gerard again. Or so he thought." 2. Dark Angel (Three Pages) "The rules of the dare were simple: Gerard was to go into the woods with his sketchbook, find the silo and leave a note for, what his classmates called, the Dark Angel, which was said to live in the woods behind the school's dormitories." 3. Bitter To The Bone (Five Pages) "He wasn't good. He didn't have any friends. He never called me.... Hell, we haven't talked since I was seventeen. He didn't care. He was a scrooge, bitter down to his bones." 4. Seven Minutes (Six Pages) "This one guy. His face. His smile. His body. His personality. His voice. His laugh. His beautiful eyes. His silver lip ring. All of it was too perfect. All together he was the most perfect person Mikey had ever met. He made everybody around him seem like plebeians and peasants. He was like a god or even better, if that was even possible. Well, he was like that to Mikey at least."

War. Cold, unyielding war. Sometimes, cowardice can save your life. Sometimes, hiding while the world fell apart is the only way survival could be possible. For Gerard, that was the only option available. And so he hid for weeks until, one day, he arose from his shelter and began his life as the last man on Earth. Collecting, roaming, searching, and praying that one day he will die quietly from old age, even though he knew that would never happen. His solitude went on for weeks and weeks and months and months and Gerard stayed in a cycle of light and dark. Until the day when the last man on Earth realized he was not alone.

(I used MCR characters, but you don't have to know anything about MCR to enjoy this.) Molly Valentine was born into an incredibly wealthy family, but underneath a layer of thin, shallow wealth lies a very, very sad girl. We join Molly on the night of her twenty-first birthday. A night that will forever change her life.