The past can haunt you, settling into your brain like an unwelcome parasite. But what do you do when the past crawls out of its hole, becoming your present, your everyday? Ashley Benson is about to find out.
"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?...