"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."

Centuries before he met Frank, Gerard found himself lying in a battlefield. Bleeding out, beside his brother, alone. His life was about to change, forever. Miles away from home, away from any family that might have had an ounce of love left for him. ~>•<~ Rescued from the darkness, a changed man, Gerard still couldn't control himself. Even many years later. Though those hundreds of years had passed, he still was restless, tired of the rejection. Gerard may just be able to hold on for a few more years, or he may just cause destruction that could end him.

As the year anniversary of Frank's transformation draws closer, their relationship is almost put on the back-burner. An old face, the newborn's urges and family issues cause the pair's relationship to dwindle the flame that is their love. Can Frank and Gerard fight through these troubled times, or will they both succumb to their own impulses...

~&gt;Fully Edited&lt;~ Frank never acknowledged his neighbour. His depression and drinking problem were far too important to him. Whilst drunk and vulnerable, he gets attacked in a deserted alley. What Frank didn't know, was that his neighbour wanted to be closer than he thought. He followed him. He couldn't stop himself. He didn't want to let his lust over Frank to get this out of hand, but he couldn't stop himself. ~&gt;Prequel- Blood&lt;~ ~&gt;Sequel- Urges&lt;~

School is almost over, but the drama is just beginning. Frank and his friends couldn't be happier that the long-awaited Senior trip has finally arrived, even if it means the entire class, including the preps, the jocks, and the stoners are going. And where else would they be going other than the city that never sleeps; Las Vegas. But some of Frank's excitement deflates when he's assigned to room with the biggest jerk in school, Gerard Way. Nothing could be worse... until Frank wakes up in bed with Gerard, no memory of the night before, and a wedding ring. And let the drama begin... WARNING FOR HOMOPHOBIA AND HOMOPHOBIC LANGUAGE

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

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!]]

Since the day Gerard saved all those kids when his school was shot up, Gerard hasn't been the same. His best friend Frank tried to help as much as he could but some wounds can't be healed. Now, ten years later, the shooting affected Gerard more than anyone thought still has the mind of the awkward thirteen year old he was then. UNDER EDITING.

Gerard Way was nothing short of an idiotic imbecile, and Frank Iero was the definition of punk rock. ↓ "You said I couldn't punch anyone. You never said anything about kicking." "Oh my fucking God-" - - cocky!punk!frank | idiot!pastel!gerard [SOME CHAPTERS ARE POORLY EDITED IM SORRY]

(Sequel to 'I'll Never Let Them Hurt You') Gerard and Frank just graduated from High School and things have never been better. But all good things must come to an end.