NOT MINE!!! I don't own this story; all credit goes to the original author SoloChaos on ao3 Trigger warning: suicide/sexual abuse/mature content Make sure you have some tissues....
It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning...