We're All Bloody Misfits

We're All Bloody Misfits

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My Chemical Romance
This, here, is a Frerard- strongly inspired by the bromance between two members of the band My Chemical Romance. All other characters are intended to be fictional. It is rather dramatic at some points but, who doesn't relish in a bit of drama, eh? Also, there are many things wrong with this story in that, it was written a while ago so it might not be as well-written compared to if I were to rewrite it now and also, in the year it is set, mobiles were not in use but, I was not a very good writer who researched things a while ago but I thought it might be interesting for you to read now so it is here. Okay? Good. Plus, I just read it through and I wish you luck if you are able to stand it. There.is.so.much.drama. Oh also, there is strong language to illustrate the fact that they are teenagers and that they commonly feel very strong emotions.
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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