2017-2018 It's been 12? 12 fucking years. And I still hate you. *This is presented a little differently than usual. Hope you enjoy.*

Frank is thrust all too suddenly into a new life, one where he's not warmly welcomed. He's the best goddamn hockey player he knows, though, and he's not going to let anyone take that away from him. Or at least, not until his world comes tumbling down. PLEASE be advised, this fic is going to deal with rape, it is going to be a little more mature than some of the other stuff I've written, and I want everyone to know what they're getting into before starting this fic (however, small spoiler, I want it to be clear that neither Frank nor Gerard is the rapist, so if that would fuck you up as much as it would fuck me up, than you don't have to worry about that). DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.

"... i felt as though i was being suffocated by you until i was blue in the face. now that i have finally set myself free from the torture.... you still find ways to crawl back into my mind. the very thought of you makes me want to puke all over the floor. the future i saw with you has been shattered, like my hopes of ever finding the trust i had in people like once before..." warning: mentions of alcohol and domestic abuse (more warnings to come as the chapters come along) note: this is a fan-fic. meaning what is written in this book is pure FICTION. yes there are some real things in here, like the characters used and how they are described, but 99% of this fic is fictional and not meant to be taken literally. do not send this to frank, gerard, or any of the members as it is for entertainment purposes only.

Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a backup plan. If, by the time they both reached their thirtieth year, they hadn't found someone to marry, they'd marry each other. They have thirty three days left. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.