Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even a little more in the process. Nothing good could come out of this situation, or so Gerard thought. But a certain boy with converse and a lip piercing would beg to differ. (Ok I suck at writing intros. The story will be better, I promise...)

I'm sleepless and tired, because of his screams that keep me up. My clothes are damp and bloody, because of his blood and tears. My heart is fragile and broken, because seeing him like this hurts me as much as him. My hair is tangled with feathers, because he is winged with pain. "I didn't ask for this.." Female pronouns used.