Reflection of an Empty Shell

I waited. I waited for so long to get the truth. The truth about me and who I was. It appeared in the body of a blessing, or a curse? Who knows? After some time, all I wanted to figure out was what was real and what wasn't. I was confused. To the point where I didn't know if the world was even real, or that I was just another crazy kid with delusions. My dear truth, I just want to tell you, that I love you so much, so much that I hope...

Being a misunderstood person such as Frank, he learned to adapted to the lonely life he had planned out for him self. His life was quiet until manages to stumble across a boy with coal black hair in the park who was rather involved with his artwork more than he was bothered about the company he had gained that day. The Mystery artistic boy shows frank a different twisted way of creating beautiful art but Perhaps art isn't the only thing twisted in Gerard's life.

Frank Iero was a boy who was alone, sure he had a family, but they never cared about him. All they cared about was his brother, Frank felt alone in the world, no one was there for him, until Gerard Way entered his life and changed everything, little did Frank know that Gerard's life was gonna end so quickly, along with his. This is how Frank Iero and Gerard Way, both committed suicide. WARNING: I highly advise that if you are sensitive to these topics, do not read the book. (Suicide mention) (Self harm mention) (Smoking mention) (Abuse mention) (Sexual Abuse mention) ---------------------------- ALTERNATE ENDING VERSION IS ON MY PAGE.

Another Frerard story, trigger fuckin warning my dudes

[This story could be triggering: Self-harm, Anxiety, Suicidal Ideation] He was his anchor of sorts, he held him down when he felt like he was drifting away. But love can't fix you, it can only help you along the way. Frank Iero, unbelievably adorable but also unbelievably sad. When he meets the more outgoing artsy boy with beautiful jet black hair in a forest at 2am, neither of them expect it to shape the rest of their lives. Frank is a troubled teen to say the least, there is a constant battle going on his mind. These days he can barely think clearly anymore and Gerard wants to help save him. But how can he attempt to save someone who is already so far gone?

In High School Gerard Way was known as the freaky introverted artist that kept to himself and could draw anything you wanted for a reasonable price. So once kids started asking him to draw tattoos he couldn't say no, he became 'The Tattoo Guy', although afraid of needles he loved the idea of a body being a canvas to his art. His biggest fear at 15 was that he would get nowhere in life, do nothing and be invisible. However his list of fears grew so suddenly, he had a bigger pressure, he lost touch with the people he saw as his canvas. He has his ups and downs through every year of his life ... but eventually he is lead back to a special stranger with something of his. *Quick note that- The new and improved That Tattoo Guy- the sequel to The Tattoo Guy is up and running, please if you have a moment do read, vote and comment - thank you very much for reading! Love -MFK/Bec xx *Based on fiction and my sleep deprived mind making things up about the people who coat my walls.

After a failed suicide attempt, Gerard Way gets admitted to Monroeville Psychiatric Hospital, where he's to be treated for his depression and suicidal thoughts, amongst other things. In the hospital, he meets Frank Iero, a man with a sick mind, but a big heart...and so much more. Can Gerard help Frank, as well as himself? Or, are they both a lost cause? WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS MATERIAL SOME READERS MAY FIND UPSETTING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK