Frank and Gerard have been through a lot. It's not until they meet when everything goes downhill. Nothing seems to be going right. At least they're just as messed up as each other. A Frerard and a bit of Rikey fanfic.

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!]]

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.

Gerard is a talented magician, responsible for much of the success of the famous Envision Destiny cruise ship. He's also one of those people. You know, one of those people who just seem to take up all the space they come across with their arrogance and confidence. You wouldn't wanna touch their personality with a 10-foot pole, but still people admire them. That is beyond Frank. Working behind the cruise ship bars and seeing Gerard pretty much every day, he can't understand what's so great about him. Besides, everybody else doesn't have to deal with his snide remarks and rude comments. Because if there's one thing Gerard seems to love, it's the act of constantly pestering Frank. Story credits goes to innocent_wolves on livejournal.com

Kellin Quinn has never really truly had someone he could rely on. Frank Iero has felt the same way his whole life. When Kellin's mother starts dating Frank's father, upon meeting, Kellin and Frank almost immediately become inseparable. They rely on each other so heavily for the support they've never really gotten. And on the other side of the tracks...... There are only two things in this world that Gerard Way and Vic Fuentes have in common: One, a little brother named Mikey, and two, a membership in the same gang. Gerard doesn't really talk, and Vic understands that, sticking up for him occasionally when someone begins to pick on him. Other than that, it's just a nod of acknowledgement and nothing more........ Until both Vic and Gerard find themselves infatuated with two boys joined at the hip. In which case they make an agreement to help each other out. But doing this is putting everything as they know it on the line.......... And they're willing to risk it. *I HAVE RE-UPLOADED THIS ENTIRE FIC. IF YOU'VE READ THIS BEFORE, REREADING THIS WOULD BE A PRETTY GOOD IDEA.* *This fic is discontinued. I am so sorry. Please read my pinned announcement.*