dead or alive (frerard)

dead or alive (frerard)

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that's a story about two guys from school they both have there own problems one day Gerard runs away no one remembers him after that Franks decides to run away too what will happen to frank? will he meet Gerard? will he die? (I don't own any carecters)
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Frerard TRIGGER WARNING Gerard just needs some help. He won't get any help, and he won't listen to Mikey, or his mom. Really, he's isolating himself to protect them, and everything is getting worse. After waking up on his bathroom floor, he knows it's gone too far, but he's just letting everything slip out of his hands. That is, until Frank appears out of nowhere and tells him to stop. Frank Iero just needs someone. His mom is never around, and his dad is out of the picture, leaving him all alone. He doesn't have any friends, and he feels like he's just fading into oblivion and no one really cares. Really, he's all on his own, and he needs someone. But he never thinks he'll have anyone. That is, until Gerard. So they're both pretty fucked up. But they need each other, and they want each other, and they're determined to make it work. It isn't always easy, in fact, it rarely seems to be. But it's all a bit better if they can just hold each other's hands through it. Trigger Warning-Alcohol, drugs, self harm, suicidal thoughts, self hate, mild irregular eating habits, depression and anxiety. If you have even the slightest chance of being triggered, please don't read this story. Your safety and wellbeing are too important to me. Only read if you will for sure not be triggered by any of these things. Please. I don't want this story to hurt anyone. Your safety comes first. Stay safe and take care of yourself, okay? I beg you, if there's something that you don't like, I'd gladly accept constructive criticism, but please, no hate. This fic is dedicated to my best friend and partner. Without their constant encouragement, I probably would have deleted this the day I started writing it, and I'd never post it, because I'd be convinced that it's no good. Thank you for being the best I could have ever asked for.

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