Frank had always known he was gay, but does that mean everyone else has to know as well? How long can he keep his sexuality a secret until word gets out? (Frerard)
Life for teenage Frank Iero was pretty normal, at least until the full moon comes around... (Frerard)
"God, we just kept running and running; I thought you were right beside me! I didn't know he bit you... I swear I didn't know!" (zombie Frerard one-shot)
Eh... Just a small part of ficwad were I can dump my 'heartfelt' poems. R&R, though. I could use the advice. Peace, Love, and Music.
The Death Gang. A gang consisting of some of New Jersey's most ruthless killers. The worst of them being the leader, Gerard Way... ( Possibly later Ferard. Depends on how far it makes it. )
-Frerard Oneshot- "Don't look back, honey." He said, tired, dying eyes locked with mine. "This is for you."
My attempt at poetry...