{Can be triggering} Alex isn't happy with his life, one day he decides he'd had enough and attempts suicide, in a panic his parents take him the hospital and manage to save his life. When he wakes up he's told his parents have signed him into a mental ward, as he's walking around he meets a strange boy named Jack. After getting to know him he wonders why he's here, little does he know he's even worse off than he is.

-COMPLETED- Jack has been depressed for quite a few years. The reason? The pressure from his parents to be the perfect son. Alex is new to school and catches Jack's eye, and he immediately tries to become friends with Alex. Jack finds himself faking happiness and acting like everything is fine in order to make Alex want to hang out with him more. It works, and soon enough, Alex and Jack are best friends, and they might even fall in love along the way. But, when Jack is slowly getting worse and worse mentally, it's only a matter of time before Alex discovers the real Jack Barakat... ==+== Told in Jack's perspective only. Short story. I'm not good at writing filler scenes, I just like writing the juicy stuff. Trigger Warnings: Self-harm, depression, anxiety, suicide, verbal abuse/cussing. Started: December 3, 2019. Finished: December 7, 2019.

Alex woke up in a hospital bed and ten years of his memory gone. Much to his relief, he still had his old friends from his teenage years. Especially, Jack, his best friend. How much has happened in ten years? Will he regain his memory? How was his relationship with Jack after all these years?

~*~*~*~ This ones for you Sophie (@Musical_Skull) ~*~*~*~ "January had and forever will be my most hated month..." When Jack collapses during his band, All Time Low's show; he's quickly rushed into hospital. Jack's bandmates Rian, Zack and Alex are told that Jack has stage four cancer and the doctors are surprised it has gone unnoticed for so long. The four boys decide to spend Jack's final days on the road, travelling to all the places that holds memories of their friendship. Alex has been in love with the sick boy for as long as he can remember. After some convincing, Alex decides it's best to tell Jack how he feels before its too late but does someone else beat him to the chase? But sadly, one day their fun will have to come to an end... "Jack ... Don't you go..." ------------------------------------------------------ DISCLAIMER: This was originally supposed to be a one shot that turned into a short story. I wrote this as a present for my best friend and after having her permission, I posted it online for others to read. Hope you enjoy :)

Vic and Kellin are in a mental hospital after they both tried to end their lives. They get roomed together and a friendship begins to bloom between the two boys, but can it become more?

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.

"You can run away with me, anytime you want." I want to get away. Away from the abuse at home, at school hell, but we're not friends. I could never be friends with Gerard Way. He's just some guy that fate seems to drive me towards. His brother may be even more of asshole than him, making my school life living hell and I guess things at home are not too great either. And despite how much of an asshole Gerard Way is, he's the only one that seems to make anything better.

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.