Forget About The Dirty Looks.
Summary
Frank has just moved into the neighborhood, and already the strange, aloof black-haired boy is causing disruptions. Frank barely knows the guy and already he's giving him dirty looks. Nobody really knows anything about this black-clothed, black-haired boy, nobody's ever really bothered to get to know him; apart from his brother, and this strange guy with a huge afro, and this makes frank want to get to know him, even if it makes him have a bloody nose and a few bruises along the way.
Watch out, things get really, really intense towards the end, read on your own discretion. There's death, blood, suicide and things like that, please be careful.
Read at your own risk.
Characters
Bob Bryar
18. Frank's only friend when he moves until he meets Ray. Grumpy, hates cameras, plays the drums. Worries about Frank
Craig
19 Bullies frank. Like his friend, Carter, he was kept back in school because of lack of intelligence. Uses steroids to keep his muscles, and is slowly getting addicted to them. Closet gay, and bullies Frank because of it.
Frank Iero
17/18. Shy, does not really like anybody or trust them, openly gay, bullied
Gerard Way
18/19, strange boy that nobody knows anything about...
Mikey Way
16/17. Gerard's brother, the only person Gerard will talk to. Confident, popular, clever
No-name (Real name is Carter).
19 Bullies Frank, but Frank don't know what his name is. Due to lack of intelligence, he was kept back a year and a half at school, he should have graduated a year ago. Gerard owes his brother money.
Ray Toro
18. Always smiling. Mikey's best friend, befriends Frank.
Chapters
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Well, I've Only Just Moved Here, And I Hate It Already
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To The Shops.
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Extraordinary Dinner Party
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These Hands Stained Red.
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Slight nostalgia
Pretty heavy stuff in this chapter. Mentions child abuse, woman abuse, blood, injury. Read at you own risk;)
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He Could Care Less, As Long As Someone'll Bleed
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Make Friends, Make Friends, Never, Ever Break Friends...?
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I'm Trying, I'm Trying, To Let You Know Just How Much You Mean To Me
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Your Shaking Shoulders Prove That It's Colder Inside Your Head Than The Winter Of Dead.
Mentions child abuse, stuff like that; beware.
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So I Dry Your Eyes And Hide My Shakes, Because I Hate That Look That's On Your Face
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I know that you think I'm kind of odd, but if your love was a mountain, I swear that I'd climb to the top.
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Like last night, they are not like tremors; they are worse than tremors; they are these terrors.
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You Got Blood On Your Money; You Got Some Mud In Your Eye
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Sing me to sleep, I don't want to wake up on my own anymore...
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The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams; The Hardest Parts The Awful Things That I've Seen
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You Don't Know The Hell That's Coming
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Your Words They Won't Scream Loud Enough, But Your Lips; They Will Stutter And Quaver
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For What You Did To Me, And What I'll Do To You
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The Damage You've Inflicted, Temporary Wounds
Torture, abuse.
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I Don't Make A Sound But My Eyes Scream Out Help
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Look At All That Pain
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I Couldn't Face A Life Without Your Light, But All Of That Was Ripped Apart When You Refused To Fight.
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And The Dreams In Which I'm Dying Are The Best I've Ever Had
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You Are The Beauty I Want, You Are The Angel I Need.
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I Took Some Food For Thought, It Might Be Poisoned...
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'Cause They Got Methods Of Keeping You Clean..
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Oh, I'm Not The One You Know, You Know.
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Enough Is Enough, We're Done
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I Miss You More Than I Did Yesterday, You're So Far Away.
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Sex, Drugs And Violence.
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My Mistakes I've Made Won't Leave Me Alone
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And In Saying You Loved Me, Made Things Harder At Best, And These Words Changing Nothing.
Suicide
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Did You Get What You Deserve? The Ending Of Your Life...
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What Have I Become, My Sweetest Friend?
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Take My Hand, Take My Whole Life, Too; For I Can't Help Falling In Love With You
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Counting Down The Days To Go, It Just Ain't Living
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Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge...
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If You Marry Me, Would You Bury Me?
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The Expiration Date Rapidly Coming Up.
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Blood, Blood, Gallons Of The Stuff.
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I Can't Stand It.
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I Guess What's Done Is Done, I just Feel So Exposed Without You Near.
If you want to torture yourself, listen to Front Porch Step.
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And I Keep Bursting Into Tears, Because The Pain Won't Go Away
funeral...
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There's Creatures In The Night To Haunt You.
Epilogue
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Sequel
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8/22/15