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I See You Lying Next To Me (Frerard)

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Reads 3,036
Votes 230
Parts 14
Time 53m

alcohol chemical death depression frank frerard gerard iero love romance way

Frank goes missing on the last day of tour, in a downward spiral he is tested and so are the band all revealing little secrets along the way. He is alone and cold unsure where he is and who he has become... will the band find him before it's too late and Frank loses all hope to carry on?

*I do not own these people - even if I wish I did- and none of these events ever happened they just formed in my weird coffee fuels brain
*Some readers may find themes in this story as 'stressers' so warnings about mature themes
Enjoy!

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Teaser:

"Has anyone seen Frank? He’s not in his bunk, I haven’t seen him since we got off the stage yesterday, I’m worried- he’s not been himself lately.” Bob burst through the door on the bus that separated the bunks from lounge, the guys were in various places doing their own little things to relax whilst they were on tour and away from certain vices like I decent bed or shower.

"I don’t know probably just taking a walk or something." Mikey answered whilst trying to make coffee for the 5th time that hour without succeeding and just making a mess, he silently cursed Gerard for buying a new coffee machine with the filter not just buying instant coffee which saved time and although tasted like crap had more caffeine in that Frank on a Monday morning.

"No but he wasn’t there when I woke up or at breakfast and he never misses meals- Frank’s the laziest person on the bus. Something isn’t right."All Rights Reserved

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Regret Flows (Frerard) by frerardsbooty

Frank Iero is struggling with his battle against drugs and depression when he meets artist Gerard Way in a coffee shop. The pair immediately hit it off, and begin their new lives together despite their many issues. - "Homophobic comments are not tolerated here," she pointed her nose in the air as she frowned down dramatically at Gerard. She crossed her arms aggressively causing her ponytail to sway behind her. "Listen kid, I'm the biggest fag in this place, so I'll make all the homophobic comments I like, 'kay?" Way sneered back, raising his eyebrows confrontationally and continuing to chew on the stirrer. She stared at him in disgust as Frank giggled, "It's true, he owns pink tools," he pointed out before she rolled her eyes and stomped away. "The color of the tools doesn't impede their ability to be tools- wait why are you digging around in the closet?" Gerard asked as he waved the stirrer around. "Why do you keep pink tools in the closet?" "Tools. I keep tools in the closet because where the fuck else am I going to keep them? I rarely need to hammer or screw anything," Gerard said as he sipped his soulless coffee earning a suggestive wink from the younger. - Dark content warning. Comments are appreciated. Don't be a stranger, babe.

The World is Ugly (Frerard) by Litralee

Looking back, I can't even fully understand how this all happened. We used to have everything. A normal life, a normal school, a normal house. We used to be so innocent and naive, but now we're not. Now, we have nothing. We have nowhere left to go yet we've never been happier. How messed up is that? But more important: how messed up are we? "Listen to me, Frankie" He says, gently lifting my chin with his index finger. "I just wanted you to know that... no matter what happens from now on, you'll never fight alone. Okay? I won't let you" I sit up. "But why are you doing this? Why do you care so much?" I ask. "Because you're the only beautiful thing left in the world" He says, concern filling his eyes. And that's all it takes for me to believe him. *Trigger warnings. Also it's fluff no smut don't hate me for that lol*

The Day We Forgot The Guitarist by epichorn31

Mikey Way was on tour with his two (obviously in love with each other) bandmates when he realized that something was missing. After checking through all of his stuff, he finally figured it out. They were missing their guitarist. Meanwhile, Ray Toro was beginning to panic while he was waiting for his bandmates in a truck stop in the middle of nowhere. After spending hours searching for them, he finally discovered that the rest of My Chemical Romance was already in Chicago, where they were still trying to figure out what they were going to do without him. After all, it seemed increasingly clear that everything would fall apart on the day that My Chemical Romance forgot their guitarist. Collaboration with @RadioSpirit. Odd chapters are in Mikey's POV and even chapters are in Ray's POV. Cover by @rheatorical.

Heaven and Hell Start With the Same Letter (Frerard AU) by ryanroscoe

After certain events that lead Frank in the hospital, he thinks he's never, ever going to be happy ever again. He knew this long ago, but his naive self thought that maybe he'd have just one more shot, that maybe God would give him mercy, but he was wrong. Everyone said it was for his own good, but Frank knew it was because everyone had given up on him, especially his mother, the one who sent him there after his failed suicide attempt. But when he meets another boy at the hospital, who's given him another shot at love and happiness, he thinks he might actually make it. Frerard AU. Frank Iero. Gerard Way. My Chemical Romance. Trigger Warning: Depression. Self harm. Mental Disorders. Suicide. Basically, it's a sad story.

The Words -frerard- by gerardsjuarez

I felt like I was in a bad dream and couldn't wake up, everything was spinning. My chest hurt from how hard my heart was thumping. This necklace, how in the world did it get here? I didn't take it back here with me, I left it on Frank's grave in Jersey. I discreetly pinched myself to see if I was dreaming, but I didn't wake up. This was real life. "Oh! That's mine, the string must've broken loose." I heard a voice. I saw feet at first. Yellow converse shoes. Then I saw pants. Black jeans. Then I saw a jacket. A green camo military jacket, not real obviously. Then I saw tattooed hands holding a coffee cup. They were red, most likely freshly washed. Then I met eyes with the person before me. I dropped the necklace and gasped loudly, holding back a shocked scream. The person's face fell, eyes going wide. They took a step back and then a cautious one forward. "Gerard?" They whispered. "Frank..." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, mentions of alcoholism and drug abuse, mentions of sexual assault (rape), mentions of cheating, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

Short Of a Breath by markiplierlover14

"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?...

I don't love you like I did yesterday (Frerard) by mightyxomidget

I wake up on the floor, in the front room, stinking of booze. Patches of tears and alcohol stain the floor with dry puddles. I forgot why I was here...then it hit me. Gerard had walked out. I don't know how long I laid there for, but I knew I couldn't move anyway. I felt paralized. My head hurt like a bitch and I was still crying. I was...craving something...just a little something to take the pain away...

Remember Me (Frerard) (Complete) by jessthepsychic

Gerard has been feeling strange, and he thinks Frank has something to do with it. Are they just friends, or possibly something more? Things get even worse when an unfortunate event happens at a concert, and even if Gerard and Frank had something, there is a chance Gerard might never find out. ((The curse words will be uncensored soon, whenever I have a chance to edit this.)) [This fic is trigger free! No depression, suicide, eating disorders, or anything of that sort.]

Heaven Help Us • Frerard by bubblegum_bullets

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Frerard - My Love and My Hate For You are Infinite! by GFGF222

Following a bruising break up, Gerard and Frank are thrust back into each other's lives, finding themselves reminiscing about their past, raking up all the hurt and pain caused along with some of their happier times. Mature content - Target audience 18+ ---------------------------- "You know" he began with an aggressive tone, "this is the bench I sat at the night I left." From the corner of his eye, he saw Gerard's head snap around. He internally felt smug, knowing he'd caught him off guard. "The night I came home and found you balls-deep in Shaun that is" he narrowed his eyes as he faced Gerard. "Just to clarify." Gerard's face fell. "Frank. Don't!" "Oh I'm sorry. Did I hurt your feelings?" Frank smirked at the fact that yes, indeed, he had hurt Gerard's feelings. But he was more than happy about that. Happy to hurt him in anyway possible. After all, nothing could be as painful as what he'd felt that night. The night his whole world was ripped apart....................

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