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A Bell Of Juxtaposition

HesitantStomachaches

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Reads 1,560
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Parts 25
Time 4h 7m

HesitantStomachaches

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'A hand jabs my neck. My eye shoots open in the shock of the icy finger touching me.' 
You wake in a dark, damp, box room with hardening stares on your bare bloody body. A shadow sits cramped in the corner.
BANG...he's shot dead. 
'Where am I?' This question is never answered but one that will be is 'Will you get out?'
At each ring of the bell, brings you more pain and ominous memories that were buried. They are dug out from the grave of your brain by a man who's name you must learn again: Gerard Way.
With your worst nightmares buried under the mud of mind, what will be unearthed as you dig deeper? 

What you find will change everything, again.All Rights Reserved

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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

Scars || Frank Iero by animalnitrates

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All We Are Is Bullets// g.w. a.u. (✔) by abbymustdie

:::completed✔: 10.27.16 - 8.23.17::: :::BOOK ONE::: "Do you trust me?" She turned and looked at me again, confusion plastered her face. "Why?" "Just answer. Yes or no?" "Well, yeah." I smiled, moving my black bangs away from my eyes. "Good." "Why'd you ask?" "Because I'm gonna help you. I know you're scared. I know you feel alone. In the three days I've known you, I could tell you needed someone. Well, I'm that someone. I'll take away everything that makes you depressed, everything that makes you feel scared, everything that makes you feel alone, I'll take it all away. All you have to do is one thing." "What's that?" She asked, sitting up and wiping away her tears. I stood up and looked at her. "Take my hand. Take my hand and you'll never be afraid again."

Of Demigods and Witches (d&d part 2) by Theydrinkblood

Picking up the peaces is hard, when you shut people out it is terrible on the mind. This is what (Y/n) has done for years, but now things are changing. Will Gerard every look their way again, will Ray see that (Y/n) has changed, and when will (Y/n's) life take a shape that isn't formed in chaos? Maybe these questions will be answered, maybe not. Also thanks for sticking around for part two of this story if you're here from d&d, I hope this book can carry your interest as much as the last.-Vamp

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...

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....................

Psycho Circus (Frerard) by ohholyfrerard

~<Fully Edited<~ He just couldn't help himself. They had to go, and he had to be alone. They smothered him too much for his wicked little mind to handle... ~>•<~ After the bloody murder of those closest too him, Gerard Way found himself in solitary confinement at the only remaining asylum. As the maximum security patient, he was locked away from the world. Until a new arrival, struggling with the deepest, darkest depression, stumbled across the locked door to his separate ward. By the powers of his manipulation, will be able to befriend the new arrival and carry out his manic plan? Or will his own intentions destroy the dwindling sanity left in his mind.

Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us ~ Gerard Way by SillyLittleSausage21

Gerard Way x female reader (Three Cheers Era) ~ Warning: self harm, mentions and attempts of suicide, alcohol/drug use ~ Y/n and Gerard grew up together, but not as friends. They despised each other and the universe seemed like it was trying to get them to get along. Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want, and that's the hard truth. They slowly start to realize that they're basically copies of each other and that they're practically hating themselves; we love ourselves, not hate. ~ "Uh," Frank gestures to his legs, "yeah." "That's a slay." Mikey chimes in. "Slay?" He looks confused. "It means good. Awesome. Slay." "I'm definitely not slaying then."

Helpless Feeling (Frerard) by WickedSinner35

"Gerard!" I blinked my eyes, my surroundings coming back into focus. I saw Mikey on the floor, back pressed into a corner. His eyes were wide with fear. I felt my hand aching and looked to see a long, shiny knife grasped tightly in my hand. The handle burned my skin as I released it. I turned back to Mikey's terrified expression. I was going to... "No.." Started: 8/23/19 Ended: 11/16/19 Highest Ranking: #35 mentalinstitution

Caring is Creepy(Completed) by heymoon123

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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