Gerard Way had a talent with a pencil. He could draw anything he wanted, he just never knew what it was. He was blind. Because of this, his arms showed the scars of a battle, new ones coming in everyday. Yes, he cut because he couldn't see the art everyone described to him. He cut because he was made fun of for being the 'little blind boy'. Frank Iero, was a loner, he hadn't talked for 10 years of his life. Most people made fun of him for this. He, too, cut his feelings away. That is until a walk in the park had him meet the artist who couldn't see. My first Frerard fic, hope you all enjoy. Cover by: My BFF Jess.