Dear Patrick, I feel like such a jerk writing this. But what the hell, I'll give it a shot. I've tried every other method for getting over someone, so I guess this is a last resort. [A collection of letters from Pete to Patrick over the years. This is the first fanfiction I've tried to write, so be gentle with me please. Trigger warning: Suicide and a LOT of angst. But also some fluff. A bit of everything really.]

Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even a little more in the process. Nothing good could come out of this situation, or so Gerard thought. But a certain boy with converse and a lip piercing would beg to differ. (Ok I suck at writing intros. The story will be better, I promise...)