Nyctophilia
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 30m
  • Reads 92
  • Votes 31
  • Parts 6
  • Time 30m
Ongoing, First published May 28, 2020
Mars is trying to recover himself after what happened that night. He doesn't know the exact event that caused all the imbroglio that is driving him crazy and makes him feel lost without her.
Samira can't remember anything of her life before the day that she woke up in a hospital after a car accident and she feels that nothing fit there.
They are lost and confused. Would they find the right place?
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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)