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inked blues. (f. iero) **COMPLETED**

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Parts 27
Time 9h 17m

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"... i felt as though i was being suffocated by you until i was blue in the face. now that i have finally set myself free from the torture.... you still find ways to crawl back into my mind. the very thought of you makes me want to puke all over the floor. the future i saw with you has been shattered, like my hopes of ever finding the trust i had in people like once before..."

warning: mentions of alcohol and domestic abuse (more warnings to come as the chapters come along)

note: this is a fan-fic. meaning what is written in this book is pure FICTION. yes there are some real things in here, like the characters used and how they are described, but 99% of this fic is fictional and not meant to be taken literally. do not send this to frank, gerard, or any of the members as it is for entertainment purposes only.All Rights Reserved

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Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)

Saviour of the Broken by FallingFar

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Don't Look Down by xxfallout_mcrxx

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