"I'm not gay. I'm not gay." Gerard has been telling himself that he wasn't gay for as long as he can remember. He doesn't want what the bullies say to be true. However, when new student, Frank Iero, comes to town, Gerard's world is turned upside down. Frank promises to look after Gerard but it's a harder job than he had anticipated.

Gerard Way is curious about the abandoned house just outside of town. It has always captured his attention ever since he can remember. Every time he asks about it people say "it's haunted" or "it's empty" or "why are you even worried about a stupid, old house?" Gerard is then dared to spend a night in the abandoned house and gets more than what he thought he would. -{ cover made by: @VeryPunktual }- -*it's called fan FICTION. Therefore, anything can happen. Please don't question my work*-

Gerard just moved to Belleville, NJ and has no friends other than his brother, Mikey. After being shoved into a locker with a short guy named Frank he makes a friend. Frank makes Gerard question his sexuality. Will Frank get Gerard or will Gee be able to resist Frank's charm? {COMPLETED}

Frank Iero, 17 years old, gets injuries randomly, out of the blue. He doesn't do them to himself and no one does them to him, that he knows of. He doesn't know why it happens, how it happens, and who or what is doing it to him. After a bad accident he's determined to find out what is happening, but is quite surprised by the source of his wounds.

I've never been popular. I've done been beautiful or outgoing. I''ve always stayed under the radar, especially at school. But I was okay with that. I mean, large groups attract drama, right? Then I started getting bullied. I got called fat ugly, and worthless. Along with many other horrible names. They knew what they were doing to me, how they were making me feel. I guess that's exactly why they continued to do it. It got so, so bad, to the point that I couldn't go on. So I attempted suicide. I thought the pain would end then, but I was wrong. After waking up in a white corridor with strange voices, I had to decide whether I wanted to die or live. If I chose to die, I'd be left in this corridor with no one to talk to. The loneliness would eventually drive me insane. But if I chose to live.....well, let's just say I'd be shown all the fears I didn't know I held. All the fears I'd pushed away had now resurfaced, and I had to face them. My name is Ivy, and this is what bullying has done to me. #### Hello there! I just want to let you all know that by writing this story, this does not mean that I support Anorexia, cutting or anything of that sort. I am writing this story to help raise awareness of what bullying can lead to, because I feel this is a very important matter that everyone needs to stop and have a think about. If you are one of those people who find bullying fun, entertaining or even if it makes you feel better about yourself......STOP. It is not the right thing to do, and one day it will come back and bite you in the ass! I'm sorry that people had to read this but I just felt like I needed to say that. Please read my book, and if you understand the point I'm trying to get across by writing this, please vote, comment and follow so I know who you are. Also, if you feel the need to talk to someone because you are sad, depressed or even just feeling down, please PM me. Anyway I think that's all I needed to say, so goodbye :) COVER MADE BY @covermakerM

Two boys who seem to think alike. But one more open then a book and the other in his own world with his own secrets - something as secretive as his own name. But no matter how like the two are. They are still so different. From the masks worn when it's not even Halloween to the height. Frank makes it his goal to find out the boys real name because he knows for a fact that it can't be the same as some demented rockstar who has an 'I don't give a shít' attitude. Even though his attitude is the same. This guys name is not Marilyn Manson and anyone who believes it is, is stupid. Frank seems to get annoying to the apparent Marilyn as he gets closer and closer to finding out his name. But...will Frank ever find out his actual name? **Story is more interesting then the description. Trust me** **EDIT: will have made up stuff that does not happen in real life (so don't complain about it or give me shit)**

Frank struggles in having feelings for his college room mate, Gerard.

A Frerard fanfic. (GOING TO RE EDIT BECAUSE MY WRITING WAS AWFUL 5 YEARS AGO AND MAY ADD MORE) Frank is the new kid at school. He gets bullied on his first day and Gerard comes to his rescue. Was it love at first sight? Did it last? Later on when his gramps dies of unrecognized cancer will Frank start his addictions again? Can Gerard save him? Find out...

Gerard couldn't stop himself...He didn't want to.He just threw his head back and allowed the liquid to spark a fire in the back of his throat as he consumed it.He was losing himself more than should be humanly possible. And he didn't care. That's all he knew now. Alcohol and drugs. But without his main addiction that had been taken from him,he was slowly destroying himself. He was becoming a monster. Gerard needed Frank.

~HAS BEEN REWRITTEN. CHECK OUT BORN TO LOSE 2.0---- The boy hadn't even seen Gerard coming towards him until Gerard stepped on a fallen branch, making a 'crunch' sound. Gerard screamed a silent 'fuck' in his head as the boy's tear streaked face snapped up, locking eyes with Gerard's. His intense hazel eyes held so many emotions it was hard for Gerard to distinguish whether the boy was doing this out of anger or sadness, "Go away," the words were laced with venom but they also shook with emotion so strong that Gerard wanted to cry as well.