"If you want to stay alive and not be in more shit, you won't move. Got it?" he whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine. #371 in emo. 11/05/18

Jack Barakat is spending Senior Week at Ocean City, Maryland. While there, he meets Alex Gaskarth, who is cool, sexy, and probably way out of his league. But when Alex starts taking a liking to Jack, Jack makes a decision: By the time he leaves, he’ll have Alex falling head over heels for him.

- In which a lonely kid named Alex who is only slightly obsessed with how colorful the whole planet is meets a lonely kid named Jack who has stopped obsessing over anything and spends his days desperately seeking someone to fill an empty space in his life. "Just keep your eyes open." [Named after the album "Eyes Open" by Snow Patrol]

Numb, a complete loss of any and all sensation and feeling. Numb, to become nothing but an empty shell, incapable of any and all emotions. When you're trapped in a pool of nothingness, drowning, sufforcating, with no way out...is it really possible, that someone can dive into the pool to save you? Or are you destined to die, sufforcating in the darkness, feeling nothing as you draw your last breath? This will be my very last fanfiction, thank you to everyone who's supported my work and I really hope you enjoy this final fic <3

"Frank Iero. A younger man with a dazzling appearance; pale skin coated in tattoos, stunning hazel eyes, a stupid, overly-excited smile that was almost always plastered across his face... I couldn't wait to smear his blood all over the walls". Gerard Way is a murderer, and Frank Iero is his next victim. The night has finally come for Gerard to kill him. However, some complications arise in the process.

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

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. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

Eye Candy- visually and superficially attractive and entertaining but intellectually undemanding Kellin is a famous male model; which means he's easy on the eyes but his personality could use an adjustment. He's a bit on the narcissistic side. Having been a model since early adolescence he's never had a normal high school experience, now at age 22 he wants to give it all up and go to college and learn to try and be "normal". When he's the farthest thing from "normal". However he still has to deal with paparazzi and the public, but when he arrives at the school he's been looking at going to since he was young; he meets his new roommate and he recognized Kellin immediately. Others just stare at him all day while he's trying to adjust to his new lifestyle. But will his new roommate break Kellin of his self centered ways or just increase them? And will he find real friends or people pretending to be because of his fame?

Kellin Quinn doesn't live life on the risky side. No, he's a law student who obviously will become a lawyer and get married to a nice girl (with any luck) and have kids. He certainly doesn't expect the world's best assassin to be in his apartment plotting somebody's murder when he gets home from a holiday. Vic Fuentes - the assassin in question - does not expect him to come home early. How the fuck is he supposed to kill this bad guy now? Especially with such a cute distraction running around because it hasn't seen a gun before - let alone nine.