Ink (Frerard)
"Another day, another disappointment Frank," I said, turning to meet his eyes, "and i can't say I'm not surprised."
"Another day, another disappointment Frank," I said, turning to meet his eyes, "and i can't say I'm not surprised."
Frerard. Self-destructive love. One is a screw-up, and one is far beyond it. Can they survive?
“I’m… I-I I’m sorry…” that’s the only thing I manage to choke out. Nobody ever caught me self harming. “You’re always so fucking sorry Gee. Save it, it doesn’t change anything.” He says and his hand wraps around my arm again. “Can I? Please?” he asks, puppy eying me again. This time, I don’t resist. I let him pull my...