Frank Iero makes a comment that he probably shouldn't have and gets stuck in detention with his fiery psychology teacher, Mr. Way.

Frank Iero liked to prove people wrong, he proved his family wrong by going to college, he proved his professors wrong by finishing it- but he has never been able to prove himself wrong. So when he is offered a job to get him off the streets and out of the gutter he says 'Why not?' but will his closed off attitude clash with his boss? Gerard Way is an artist, the type of artist that is introvert and a coffee addict, an artist that lives and breathes his passion. But now he is lost in a world of black, he hates being poked and pushed by doctors and he had given up all hope of ever getting out of the consuming void he finds himself in. But with a new person in his life will he begin to see things a little more brighter, or will he be left broken hearted?

Gerard draws dicks for a living. Frank takes them. Gerard Way moves into a new apartment in a dodgy complex where he's bound to get beaten to a pulp after his old place is set on fire by those damned 'youths', and by a certain turn of events, his neighbour, the equally provocative, yet entirely in a different way, Frank Iero, ends up in his bed, and then, everything just really goes to shit.

One gun. One night. One man. One blow to the back of his head. Frank Iero's life is about to change in ways he never thought possible.

A short story about love and reconciling.

Poems based on that moment in your life when you start anew. Life will be difficult at times, it's adapting and overcoming that matters.

This collection of poetry is exactly what it claims to be. A whirlwind of emotion. The poems buried inside are either written with deep emotion or makes you feel a certain emotion. Whether it be happy or sad, angry or scared, curious or confused or any other emotion capable of human feeling. I hope you enjoy reading it. And don’t forget to vote or comment. All rights reserved ©

"You can run away with me, anytime you want." I want to get away. Away from the abuse at home, at school hell, but we're not friends. I could never be friends with Gerard Way. He's just some guy that fate seems to drive me towards. His brother may be even more of asshole than him, making my school life living hell and I guess things at home are not too great either. And despite how much of an asshole Gerard Way is, he's the only one that seems to make anything better.

Just a dream that I had. Frerard is included. It is a oneshot (cover made by seraphstarshine)