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Based on the I'm Not Okay (I Promise) music video by My Chemical Romance. **Triggers: abuse, suicide, mild bullying // plenty of warning given beforehand** 78, 829 words | 192 pages | 48 chapters | 4 parts

Frank Iero is a typical loner. The oddball of school who wears skeleton gloves everyday and tons of band shirts. He has two friends, Bob Bryar and Ray Toro. Him and his classmates don't get along. They happen to use Frank as their punching bag of glorified short person. But the town isn't all that everyone thinks it is, a small village like town. There's two paths that Frank can take to school, the pavement or the path hardly used through the woods. Which path would you take if you heard a crazy escaped convict was sighted in town near those woods. If you're Frank Iero, then you're most likely to take the wooded path anyway.

Coffee-holic Gerard Way works in a little paint store called Brush Strokes. He was minding his own business, when punk school boy Frank Iero comes waltzing in! Gerard having recently applied for a part time art teachers job at Frank's school, they become good friends, even though Gerard and Frank would like it to be more than that; they know that's it's wrong- right? Frank meets Gerard's brother and his friend Ray, who are: interesting characters and take Frank out of his comfort zone, but try to help him win Gerard over and become his boyfriend! Will the plan be successful? They'll face many heart clenching challenges and defeats. Whose to say they'll make it out alive?

Frank has been bullied everyday of school for as long as he can remember. He has never had any friends and not much of a family, either. That's when he meets someone to completely turn it all around. !!!Trigger Warning!!! Contains self harm and suicide attempts.

Frank Iero is assigned detention with his art teacher, Mr. Way, after an incident involving spilled coffee and a white David Bowie t-shirt. After the detention, Frank starts to see Mr. Way more. Frank admits that he is a terrible artist, and Mr. Way offers to give him some private lessons.

[This is the sequel to Tell Me I'm A Bad Man, it's not a necessity to read that first, but you probably should] Frank was under the impression that as soon as he'd graduated and moved to New York with Gerard, everything would be, well, perfect. Though he wasn't completely naïve - he knew that the presence of Gerard's apparently suicidal ex-boyfriend was going to make things difficult, but he didn't know that his intense distrust of the man would start to break down the relationship he'd tried so hard to keep. And then lies upon lies upon lies from everybody start to build, until nobody's sure of the truth anymore. Six months isn't long, but it's enough. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- [sexual content, may be triggering for some individuals]

It's 2018 and people think that the apocalypse has ended. Where cities, homes, businesses and humble towns once stood, now there lies only death, only destruction, only emptiness. Only the moans and the shuffles of the living dead. But in reality, it's only just begun. And for two lonely boys, once separated from each other by dead-town states and not even aware of each other's existence, it's far from being over. It's not about saving the world. It's about saving themselves. ----------------------------------

Frank was always the quiet kid. He got into fights when he shouldn't have, and he didn't often do his homework, and he had a habit of being late to class, but he was somehow still...the quiet one. Yet the teachers were still fond of him, and they took a shine to the kid that got on their nerves. But then he has to leave them behind, and start a whole new school, where his fights, his lateness and his lack of homework aren't as accepted. Even when he befriends the nerdy musical kid who has a crush on their music teacher - but knows that nothing will happen because it's very much illegal - things still seem to go wrong. And then he gets on the wrong side of a certain art teacher, and things just get worse from there. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Warning: there is a LOT of sexual content in this story, and there is a trigger warning on this too]

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