They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

Frank Iero has just started work at Glenside Mental Institute, New Jersey. All seems easy enough, until he's assigned to the new patient, Gerard Way. [only read if you canstand chapters shorter than frank himself]

~HAS BEEN REWRITTEN. CHECK OUT BORN TO LOSE 2.0---- The boy hadn't even seen Gerard coming towards him until Gerard stepped on a fallen branch, making a 'crunch' sound. Gerard screamed a silent 'fuck' in his head as the boy's tear streaked face snapped up, locking eyes with Gerard's. His intense hazel eyes held so many emotions it was hard for Gerard to distinguish whether the boy was doing this out of anger or sadness, "Go away," the words were laced with venom but they also shook with emotion so strong that Gerard wanted to cry as well.

"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.

"Lonely, I am so lonely I have nobody To call my own." It's quite ironic how the lyrics of the tune matched the man at one point. It's ironic that it's now a lie. I've become a belonging, and he named me his.

What have you become when they take from you almost everything? "Your nothing Jen. No one will notice thwt you're gone. Who is there to notice. The only one who wouldve hasnt done shit. Your nothing. Just a little speck In a world of 7 billion. There is no one to remember you. There are people to remember me, but not you" He says, looking at me on the ground. "And Whos fault is that?" I question sarcastically, Already knowing the answer. As does he. "Well Mine ofcourse. But what does it matter now? Ive got what I want." He says, twiddling with the sharp glimmering knife in his hands. "And what is that?" I say, shifting away from the shattered glass on the ground. He chuckles lowly, stepping towards my lying body on the ground before putting the knife against my throat with slight pressure against my cold porclain colored skin. "You, Love"

Isabel meets a boy at University who she's instantly attracted to. But he seems to have other ideas...

Four years on, Isabel and Gerard are still living separate lives. Gerard seems to be happy in his new life, but Isabel isn't. Does Gerard still love her? Or is it too late...