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I find it hard to stay with the words you say (I don't love you sequel)

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Just as I place my hand on the door handle, I feel something grab my leg. I look down and see a pair of beautiful, browny green eyes, full of sadness and despair, staring up at me, holding back tears. As one manages to escape his beautiful eyes and slowly roll its way down his soft, pale skin, I drop to my knees, head in hands.

Gerard.

It was Gerard.All Rights Reserved

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The World is Ugly (Frerard) by Litralee

Looking back, I can't even fully understand how this all happened. We used to have everything. A normal life, a normal school, a normal house. We used to be so innocent and naive, but now we're not. Now, we have nothing. We have nowhere left to go yet we've never been happier. How messed up is that? But more important: how messed up are we? "Listen to me, Frankie" He says, gently lifting my chin with his index finger. "I just wanted you to know that... no matter what happens from now on, you'll never fight alone. Okay? I won't let you" I sit up. "But why are you doing this? Why do you care so much?" I ask. "Because you're the only beautiful thing left in the world" He says, concern filling his eyes. And that's all it takes for me to believe him. *Trigger warnings. Also it's fluff no smut don't hate me for that lol*

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

Heaven and Hell Start With the Same Letter (Frerard AU) by ryanroscoe

After certain events that lead Frank in the hospital, he thinks he's never, ever going to be happy ever again. He knew this long ago, but his naive self thought that maybe he'd have just one more shot, that maybe God would give him mercy, but he was wrong. Everyone said it was for his own good, but Frank knew it was because everyone had given up on him, especially his mother, the one who sent him there after his failed suicide attempt. But when he meets another boy at the hospital, who's given him another shot at love and happiness, he thinks he might actually make it. Frerard AU. Frank Iero. Gerard Way. My Chemical Romance. Trigger Warning: Depression. Self harm. Mental Disorders. Suicide. Basically, it's a sad story.

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...

Writing for a Cause by GetMikeyHisToast2020

Gerard Way never expected for his years in college to pass so slowly. He almost craved for something to happen to make the experience more exciting, but that event would likely never come. Or so, that's what Gerard thought. Stumbling across a messy poetic letter that was most likely dropped definitely made things more interesting. It wasn't as much the context of the letter, but more so where the letter was found that peaked Gerard's interests. "Why would anyone leave a note in a storage closet?" He thought to himself. More notes came into the closet every day, and Gerard began to wonder multiple things. 1: Who was writing these letters? 2: Why were they in the storage closet? 3: Who in the world was Frank Iero? Perhaps Gerard's college experience wouldn't be so eventless after all.

Antichrist (Frerard) by babyspiders

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

Leviathan (Frerard) by 1-800-COFFEELANE

I stared into his beautiful eyes. "Gerard." I said. He laughed a little at my reaction fear in my eyes most likely. He spoke surprisingly. "Do I look like the devil to you? The choice is yours." He said ashamed. I ran away from him. ❌ Self harm ❌ ❌Suicide❌ THEME SONG: SETTING YOURSELF UP FOR SARCASM BY GET SCARED

The Sharpest Lives (Frerard) by frerardlover22

This is a Frerard fan fiction. I warn you now, it will have sex. Enjoy.

Wasted Time (Frerard) by waykilljoy1

[this story is triggering it involves: suicide, self harm, and cringy af sorry] Frank Iero is starting at a new school in high school, doesn't that suck. He quickly makes a new friend Gerard Way and becomes one of the "homosexual emo fags" of the school along with Gerard. Soon enough as school passes by they become closer than ever and go through family and personal problems. Be prepared for feels. // p.s this is my first fanfic so haahh hope you enjoy!

Runaway Scars - Frerard by SpaceDiamond

Frank Iero is a fuck up. He hates his life, he hates his school, he hates his mom, and he's determined to leave, starting a new, happier life. He's tried for years, but can never escape for more than a few days. He's simply another delinquent runaway. But he meets someone new; someone unlike anyone he's ever met before that seems to care about him. His name is Gerard. After turning Frank in, he must regain his trust and try to help him. But can he make an affect on Frank's life in time, or will he push Gerard away and do the unthinkable?

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The World is Ugly (Frerard)

Looking back, I can't even fully understand how this all happened. We used to have everything. A normal life, a normal school, a normal house. We used to be so innocent and naive, but now we're not. Now, we have nothing. We have nowhere left to go yet we've never been happier. How messed up is that? But more important: how messed up are we? "Listen to me, Frankie" He says, gently lifting my chin with his index finger. "I just wanted you to know that... no matter what happens from now on, you'll never fight alone. Okay? I won't let you" I sit up. "But why are you doing this? Why do you care so much?" I ask. "Because you're the only beautiful thing left in the world" He says, concern filling his eyes. And that's all it takes for me to believe him. Trigger warnings. Also it's fluff no smut don't hate me for that lol