Blood on White Roses

Blood on White Roses

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While on a vacation with Mikey and his family, Frank starts to wonder about three things. Where was his father for the three years that he was gone? Who kept putting a white rose with blood on his pillow, and why the hell were they? And why the fuck was he falling in love with Gerard Way? TRIGGERS: swearing, graphic violence, overall creepiness, mentions of drug use, alcohol use
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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....................

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