After a failed suicide attempt, Frank Iero is placed into an induced coma to prevent any further self harm. While he's asleep, he's visited by what he believes is an angel who sings to him. When Frank finally awakens, it becomes his obsession to find who the voice belongs to. [[Trigger Warning! Suicide-- do not take this warning lightly. Suicide is a main theme. Pretty explicit self-harm, child abuse, underage drinking, reckless behavior, and depression. If you notice anything else that needs tagged, please let me know!]]

When Frank Iero, an eighteen year old with a troubled home life, takes a job at a run down record store he meets 22 year old Gerard. Soon he finds his whole world turned upside down.

Just a simple Frerard, written by a boring Bass Therapist.

"There's a reason we are white and pure, and they are black and dirty. There's a reason they stain our skin. That we are shamed if others see those stains. They're bad people, Frank. They're disgusting."

*COMPLETED* so this is my first frerard fic, frank and Gerard have both loved each over since they met but didn't know that the other loved them. One day they kiss... Warning will contain rikey and mpreg later on