Death Wish
CookieDoodle78
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  • Time 4h 18m
CookieDoodle78
Complete, First published Jun 15, 2016
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In 2013, my brother and I went for a drive. He always called shotgun, so when the headlights of another car came screaming towards us, statistics showed he could have easily survived the unfortunate crash that followed. But he didn't.

I did.

You can imagine the guilt that plagued me, as I had been the driver at the time. I'd accidentally killed the only other human being in this world that I could truly talk to. So now that he's gone . . . I have to go pull him from Death.

Hello, I'm Gerard. This is my long ass version of telling you that I like to fight shit.

~ ~ ~

When a mere 18 year old Mikey is taken into Death after a horrible accident, his brother Gerard goes in to bring him back to their old world . . . and hopefully back to life. With the help of friends, they'll slip past the opposing supernatural forces with the brother they never wanted to lose.

~ ~ ~

All rights belong to Vestive aka The Happy Humbug, the mind behind the concept.

MATURE FOR LANGUAGE AND ABSURD AMOUNTS OF DEATH.
All Rights Reserved
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Never Look Up (Frerard Dld sequel)

26 parts Complete Mature

Sequel to 'Don't look down' Please read the first book if you haven't already! We were all effected by what happened that night. Whether it's the burden of stress it left on your shoulders or the guilt that wears your soul, the impact is there; eating away at your insides while you sit there in excruciating frustration. Completely in the dark about if you're ever going to hear his voice again, his laugh, see his smile. How I feel is overwhelming in the most depressing way. I'd like to think that Gerard and Mikey have it worse; constantly arguing with themselves about whether it's their fault or not. They blame themselves, as always. I'm starting to wonder if this whole thing is going to drive us mad. I honestly think that what petrifies me the most is not knowing. It kills me inside. We can't afford to lose our friend. In a way, we've already lost ourselves. I can't handle losing anyone else... -Frank *slow updates*

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