The Pocket Universe Effect - the feeling that nothing else outside your little bubble of reality can quite matter at all. One am on a Friday in June, admist quiet neighbourhoods of New Jersey, the Ieros are away on a night out and Frank and Gerard are sprawled out across Gerard's green anorak, without the capacity to care about anything other than the night sky and the way the stars reflect in each other's eyes.

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.

gee and Frankie are in high school Frankie get kicked out of his house for doing drugs and beating up 2 kids at his school Because Frank kinda has to keep his ego up He barley talks tho... Gerard is the nice guy with his adorable yet friendly smile and his soft pale skin And his light pink chapped lips I guess you could understand why Frank feels the way he does With that's said Frank is realizing that's he's falling for Gerard But how will there parents react Frank and Gerard already get bullied enough what will happen if they to get to together? Read to find out I hope you enjoy it!!! This FIC is kinda based of "Illuminated in end" Because I like the idea of how it goes along I just hate the ending their are somethings I change so I am now! (My FIC will be different from that one but the idea of the story is alike

A second pair of footsteps made themselves known as they fell in inconsistent rhythm with mine. My hair whirled around my face when I spun around looking for the owner of the sound. My eyes landed on the silhouette of a man walking a few meters behind me, a cloud of smoke escaping his lips as he pulled the cigarette away from his face.

It was a simple comment it really shouldn't have meant anything. It would have offended any other guy. It just fucked me up. It made question my entire sexuality and fucking gender. She probably didn't mean for it to affect me in such a big way, but it did. If she knew what it would do, she probably wouldn't have said it, but she did. -So this fic is probably going to have a lot of smut in it and if the whole 'daddy' kink makes you uncomfortable then you should probably not read this because I plan on having that in this story-

16 year old Frank Iero hates his life. He shuts himself off from his parents, he gets bullied every day at school, and he's always hiding his sexuality from everyone. And to top it all off, he's suicidal, and he self harms. He has no one to turn to, not even his three best friends. But there is one thing that actually makes him feel happy... The internet. Behind his laptop, he doesn't feel judged when he talks to others like him. The never ending love and support from other victims of prejudice, keep Frank fighting for a life that could get better. Then when he goes on a website called Omegle, he meets a boy who will change his life forever. <><><><><><><><> (A Frerard Love Story <3 <3 <3.)