Speechless-A Frerard Story Part 3Speechless-A Frerard Story Part 3 by ~XTheKidFromYesterday
We all agreed on How to Train Your Dragon first. Its actually a pretty good movie. Though the whole time I was receiving glares from both Ray and Mikey. They want me to talk then fine, its not my fault if they don't like what I say. Maybe they wont be on my back about talking as much now. Of course, that seems like a small problem now. With Frank around me, talking is easy. I don't understand why completely and I wish I did so I'd have a better explanation for him. I guess its just one of those things I'll never really understand... like algebra. I receive another glare from behind Mikey's glasses. I ignore it and watch Hiccup having issues with the dragons. The movie ends and Mikey grins and puts in the scary one we got. Tonight's horror film is one of the many Nightmare on Elm Streets. He has a horror movie addiction. He and Ray do actually. I don't mind them, but I don't particularly enjoy seeing blood and guts either. Frank however hates them. Freddy is going after some stupid chic
Speechless-A Frerard Fanfic Part 2Speechless-A Frerard Fanfic Part 2 by ~XTheKidFromYesterday
We eat our pizza while watching Edward Scissorhands. I have been quieter then usual since my realization of my feelings towards Frank. The poor guy will probably run scared if he ever finds out, which I'll try to avoid. The movie ends and Mikey and Ray head to Mikey's room to play video games. I lead Frank into my room and decide to tell him why I'm mute.
"Do you still want to know why I don't talk?"
He nods "Yes, but you don't have to tell me if-"
"I want to..."
He smiles comfortingly "Alright."
I sigh "Mikey and I... our.. Dad... he's not very accepting. Everything has to be a certain way or its wrong and you will regret it until its fixed." I bite my lip "Before I continue, I should mention that I'm gay..." I look for his reaction, a grin.
"OK, you're gay... continue?"
I smile and nod "I came out to Mikey and mom but never told him.. One night mom had gone to pick Mikey up from some school event... and I was talking on the phone to my friend Alisha... We were talking
Speechless- A Frerard Fanfic Part 1Speechless- A Frerard Fanfic Part 1 by ~XTheKidFromYesterday
Being quiet, shy, socially awkward and gay aren't good qualities to have in highschool. In fact they are the opposite of what is good. These qualities are ones I posses. My name is Gerard Way, I'm seventeen. I'm a senior in Hell, my apologies, High School. My younger brother, Mikey should be a sophomore, but he's skipped a couple grades and is also a senior. And seeing as I am mute for the most part, he is in all of my classes. He's really the only person I talk to at school, aside from Ray. Ray is quite tall and has hair that I can only describe as a very large Afro. I don't talk to him much, but he understands and isn't bothered by it. Mikey and I live with our mother and half the time Ray is there as well.
"Gee." I hear Mikey say with a light knock on the door.
"Come in." I say softly.
The door creaks open and Mikey peeks in "You ready to go?"
I nod "Almost just need shoes."
"Alright. You hungry Gee?"
I shake my head "No, I'm fine."
He bites his lip and nods "Ok.."
I shove my feet i
MCR is...My Chemical Romance is-MCR is... by #My-Deviant-Romance
For anyone who stuck by My Chemical Romance even when they were called emo for it.
For anyone who loves Gerard no matter what colour his hair was.
For anyone who loves that Pansy Frank and was worried when he got sick.
For anyone who has ever fantasied about playing with Ray's hair.
For anyone who got worried when Bob got burnt.
For anyone who cried every single time Gerard got drunk or high.
For anyone who bought MCR's new ablum the very second they could and protect it with their lives.
For anyone who can't watch The Ghost Of You without crying when Mikey gets shot.
For anyone who isn't okay.
For anyone who loves My Chemical Romance with ALL of their black little hearts.
For anyone who didn't just listen to their music, but their lyrics too.
For anyone who thinks they'll die alone.
For anyone who wanted to jump up on stage just to give them hugs.
For anyone who wanted to meet them just to say 'Thank you'
For anyone who wanted them for their advice, not their m