Paint You Wings - Frank Iero fanfiction-

Paint You Wings - Frank Iero fanfiction-

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Anamaria "Mickey" Way, twin sister to Mikey Way and younger sister to Gerard Way, is on the verge of suicide. After she caught her boyfriend, who she loved very much, mind you, cheating on her, she just broke that fast. Recently, the only people she's been talking to are her brothers. Not her parents, not the teachers of her high school, not her friends. They weren't good friends to begin with anyway. One of them was the third party to her and her boyfriend's relationship. Frank Iero is the new kid to St. Bernard's. He just happened to click with the Way brothers, join their band and along the way, he began to admire their sister, Mickey. She doesn't even talk to him, but he knows a lot. He hears her crying herself to sleep when he stays nights, he can her winces and groans of pain, but when he sees her, she's perfection. Wrists covered, tears dry. She doesn't speak. But her silence screams for help. All he wants to do is paint her wings and set her free.
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Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)

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