"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."

Could I bring myself to love someone that I hurt so much? Is this all just a dream? Can I ever escape this nightmare? Frerard

Frank Iero has been picked on everyday in and out of school since he first came in seventh grade. He gets called all the same insults that he did in Maine before he moved. 'Faggot' 'Retard' 'Sinner' it never changes, and neither does he. But.... What if his bully does? !!!!Trigger Warning!!!! Contains self harm and suicide attempts!!!!

"Rule number five, whatever happens inside the circle, stays inside the circle, got it?" In which Gerard is an innocent 17 year old who is threatened and turned on by the punk fuckboy he's never talked to. Until the punk fuckboy invites Lindsey Ballato to play a game of the all so famous truth or dare at a party she happened to force Gerard to come to, and that Frank Iero happened to throw. WARNING: WILL BE SMUTTY

eatingdisorder!frank teacher!gerard Frank was the skinny, skirt-wearing boy in his school. No friends, a shitty family, and pitiful teachers. Until Gerard . Gerard was a very smart man, skipping grades and graduating top of his class. But he wasted his potential on being a music teacher. He didn't think it was a waste, just ...different.

Gerard is self conscious about his weight. Frank wants to change that, but it turns out to be easier said than done. May contain triggering content. Cover made by kellic_howlter.

Gee, as everyone knew him, was humiliated in front of his school and felt forced to leave but two years later he's back but he's not Gee anymore. Completed: ?

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...)