You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison (Gerard way x reader)
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 51m
  • Reads 714
  • Votes 26
  • Parts 9
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Mar 30, 2017
Mature
Gerard way x reader (some frank Iero x reader too) 
                            ~When you were young dad would take you out to the shooting range~
 Life was hard. Especially for you... You had little money and no Job, You ran away from home because your parents abused you and school was just as bad with the bullies so you dropped school as well. You got evicted from your apartment, as you only had enough money to keep yourself alive, No one would hire you because you were a hobo and could not clean your clothes. One day in a normal depressing evening a man all dressed in black came up to you and offered you money as long as you did this job for him. The thing was..the job was to assassinate someone. Before you knew it you had a job and tons of money but no idea what you've gotten yourself into...
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"For god sakes help him! He's bleeding to death!..." My mother yells at the men surrounding me through tears as the paramedics grab my numb body, covered in blood, from my blood stained bedroom floor, to take me to God knows where. My name is Frank Iero, and I give up. First Mikey. Now Gee. I refuse to live in a world filled with your smudged finger prints, and boxes of memories, knowing you're no longer here. But that's not what this life planned for me, right Gerard? ...right?...