Crazy For You

Crazy For You

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Molly was a good girl, she was smart, had good grades, had a tight-knit group of friends, and a boyfriend she loved. So why did her parents lock her up in an insane asylum? Molly sure as hell didn't know, she didn't remember anything. All she got was a series of flashbacks each night that she could use to uncover the truth. All the while trying to put up with the people who were actually crazy, the stupid staff, the security, and the obnoxious doctors while she tried to figure out who the hell she was and escape the godforsaken asylum. Who was the real Molly?
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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)

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