silver-electric

       Chapter 3          The next morning Frank was still tied up to the tree with snow covering his body. His lips had turned a shade of blue over the night along with his fingers, the blood had dried into the snow laying around his body.His face sore, his eyes closed. Footsteps could be heard walking through the woods and coming closer to where Frank was tied up. But he was to weak and tired to try and move. He didnt know who was coming and that scared him. It could be.... him.... coming back to kill him.  or it could be another person here to save him.     The foot steps got closer to Frank, and all of a sudden they stopped. Frank co

Frank’s PORV… I felt the wind rush past me as a car went  by. Cold, everything was cold… I dyeing… Slowly dyeing inside. Ever since I had to fall in love with my best friend of all people! Come on I knew I was gay and that was bad enough! But my best friend! Who was straight! And in a relationship! It just killed me. Why, why did I have to do that! Why. I felt like crying. No not again, I couldn’t not here not now. I sniffed and pulled my jacket around my body in an effort to feel something…anything! Failing at this I headed down the street, towards the bus mall… As I walked I thought back to the time when

An odd expression tugged at Frank's features as he sat on the window ledge, knees tucked beneath his chin, arms wrapped around them & eyes gazing out with a deep, mysterious longing dulling their sparkle. Just visible through the frosted glass, the twinkling fairy lights of all the neighbouring houses winked merrily at him, drenching another layer of torment over his head. Scowling away from the ice obscured view outside, Frank's face became meek and desperate as he watched the only person in the universe that could lighten his mood not even glance up from the work he was doing. "Gerard - Gerard?" Uncertainty was more than evident in the sma

I climbed in my bunk across from Frank's. His curtin was open,  I could see him, laying there, curled up in a ball, his blankets  pulled up to his chin. He looks so peaceful, so beautiful, I want  him to be mine. But I know that will never happen. I lay on my  right side, watching the gentle rise and fall of Frank's chest. But soon that changed, when Frank began kicking wildly,  tangling himself in his 'Hulk' sheets he begged for. The swear  glistened off his body, his breathing becoming un-even. A shrill  scream came from his small body. Followed by another and  more thrashing. I got up from bed, sitting on the side of his  bunk. A moan esc

The streets of New Jersey were packed as Frank Iero took a seat on the corner of Main, sleeping bag in hand. At his side was a cardboard sign reading: Forgive Me and a picture of Gerard in his hand. People that passed him gave him odd looks. They thought that he was either homeless or crazy. Frank was neither. No he was in love. Some people tried to offer him money but he woud decline and say he was waiting for some one. They wouldn't understand. He wasn't broke, but he was a broken-hearted man. He knew that it made no sense but what else could he do. How could he move on when he was still in love with Gerard? Nights passed as Frank stared

"Hey Gee", Frankie asked his best friend who was sitting on the other side of the large  basement. "Im busy Frank", Gerard said, not looking up. Lately Gerard didnt have time for  Frank. He spent all his time drawing in his room, but he never showed anyone what he spent  endless hours perfecting. Frank let out a loud sigh, moving on Gerard's bed, causing the  springs to squeak loudly. He moved several more times. Gerard slammed his pencil down  and turned to Frank, who stoped moving immediatly. "FRANK IF YOUR GOING TO  MAKE SO MUCH NOISE YOU CAN JUST LEAVE!" Frank sat still on the bed, legs  crossed, looking at his hand that lay in his lap. G

Gerard slowly entered the room as the cop held open the door for him. He saw Frank, curled up in a corner, sitting on a bed. "Frankie?" Gerard made sure to be quiet, he didn't want to jump him or make him freak out. The soft little whimpers stopped and Frank looked up at Gerard. "Gee?" Frank fussed and quickly got up, running over to Gerard and wrapping his arms around him.  He wasn't sure if he should trust Gerard but right now, it felt better to be around Gerard than any of the odd strangers he had been around all week. "Have you come to save me?" Frank's face looked up to Gerard sadly but hopefully. "Frank...I think you should sit down.

Chapter 49 Frank's POV               It was two months before we were going home to take a break before writing what later became the black parade.                "Frank?" Ray spoke in the door way.                "Hm?" I looked up from the comic book that Gerard had leant me years ago, it was a little piece of him that was still mine.                "We are going to denies to get a veggie burger," Ray began; you could see the somber look in his eyes, would you please join us?"                "No," I said bluntly, "I'll stay here, besides don't you guys get sick of those things you have at least two a week." I looked back to Gerard

My whole mouth ached; they never told me that it would hurt this much. My head began to ache from the intense pain. I can't believe that my mum actually forced me to come to school straight after. I frowned and played with the hem of my shirt. I knew that I would get beaten up today. I got beaten up most days because of my small size and the way that I dressed, but now the fact that I had braces would only mean that they would beat me up more. The only people that ever had braces at my school were the extremely nerdy people. I knew that school was going to be hell for the next couple of days. I slowly walked to maths. When I entered the room

"Okay.  I'll be over Friday night then." "Thank you so much, Gerard.  I know a week is a long time, and I really appreciate you doing this for me." "You're welcome.  It's no big deal really.  Don't worry about it." "Okay, then.  Bye.  Thanks again." "No problem.  Bye." **************************************** "Ok Frank, listen.  Mrs. Higgenbotham will be here at dinnertime, so let her in when she comes." "Okaaay, uh & why is Mrs. Higgenbotham coming over?" Frank asked his Mother curiously as she hurried back to her room to finish packing her suitcases. "She's your babysitter for this week," his mother stated matter-of-factly, folding