I love my sisterSo for all of you that don't know, my sister is a lesbian. I am fine with it, just saying.
My sister (Jaimee, pronounced Jaime) and her girlfriend (Holly) were on the late bus after school today. The high school (her school) and the middle school (sadly, my school) have the same late buses. *Late bus is for if you stay after school hours for a subject if you are missing assignments and you take the bus to a stop blah blah blah regular bus stuff.* So, Jaimee was cuddling with Holly, and these 2 dumb bitches from my school start whispering "Lesbian, dike, freak" to each other. They were talking about Jaimee and Holly. Holly then started getting upset/pissed. So, Jaimee took Holly's face in her hands and made out with Holly in front of the bitches. Jaimee then smiled at the bitches and said "Homophobia is gay, cunts!"
I really wish I was there. But sadly, I was not. I am proud of her for many reasons.
1. She stood up for herself
2.Stood up for what she believes in
Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 4Frank's P.O.V.Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat on my bed. My phone sang it's text tone. It was Gerard.
Gerard said-Hey, Mikey told me. I'd love to go out some time.
You said-That's awesome. I liked you ever since I first saw you. I replied.
bing He replied.
Gerard said- ha ha. I knew because you were staring at me and always blushing around me. I've secretly liked you. (: Hey does your mom know your gay?
You said-ha ha sorry bout' creeping you out that day. and no. I'll tell her later though.I go to go. See ya tomorrow.
Gerard said-kay tell your mom! Bye, Frankie! <3
That's where it eneded.
I heard the door open and close. She was home from work.
I walked down the stairs, breathing heavily. I was nervous how she is going to respond.
I walked into the living. My mom was looking out the glass door. As she always did when she got home.
"Mom..." I said.
She snapped her attention to me.
"Hey Frankie. How was school?" She asked.
How Gerard stole Christmas**Note: Frank is 8 and Gerard is older. I know that is inaccurate, but oh well!How Gerard stole Christmas4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gerard woke up on Christmas eve morning and groaned. He hated Christmas. And n top of it, everyone in his neighborhood hates him. So no one ever wished to have a Merry Christmas. He's always hated it. Gerard angrily came out of his room, waking up his younger brother, Mikey. Mikey sleepily emerged from his room. Gerard sulked around the un-decorated house. Mikey, knowing why Gerard hates Christmas, didn't ask Gerard what was wrong. "I know you hate Christmas, Gerard, but you can't have a little joy?" Mikey asked. Gerard shook his head rapidly. "I don't hate it. I loathe it! I want everyone to have a shitty Christmas like we always had." Gerard hissed. Even though the two boys have had the same bad experience with Christmas, Gerard hated it more. Mikey didn't mind it that much. "If you want everyone to have a shitty Christmas like we did why don't you just steal all the pre
#15 Plant- Frerard- One ShotGerard- 10 years old#15 Plant- Frerard- One Shot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Frank- 7 years old
Gerard has been my friend for as long as I remember. He's been my only friend. He means the whole world to me. Because he's a few years older then me, he has other friends that are in his grade that I don't think like me all that much. I've hung out with them once when Gerard invited me and I was never invited to hang out with them again.
Sometimes I wonder if Gerard even likes me sometimes. During school, I'll try to talk to him during school but he'll just blow me off and continue doing whatever he's doing. But I understand why he wouldn't wanna be seen with me. I'm the weirdo kid with no friends and likes to read comics. I'm kinda a loser.
At school when I got a chance to talk to Gerard; I asked him if he could go to the field across the street from my house so I could talk to him. He agreed and cantered away from me. I sat in the field waiting for Gerard to come after school. I smiled as I saw his black hair come into view. I got to my feet
We are Beautiful- Frerard19Frank's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Frerard194 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Later that day, I got a text from Gerard. 'Earlier when I called you a fag, I didn't mean it.' He explained. 'Like I believe that.' I replied with. 'Are you mad at me?'
'No... I leave you here -for good reason too- ,you get pissed at me, make me come back, make me live on my own, I find out your cheating on me -with a girl I HATE nonetheless- and you "called" me a fag but I'm not mad at you.' He replied back a few minutes later. 'Look I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to go this far. I just, thought that when you left you wouldn't come back so I wanted a back up plan.' I rolled my eyes. 'Nice excuse.'
'It's not an excuse.'
'How is it not? I told you that I am sorry and I was going to come back if it was the last thing I did.'
that was the end of our conversation. I was very glad that that was the end. Since the first time I have seen him, I didn't want to talk to him. He made my days worse even when I just looked, no, thought abo
Bandit finds FrerardBandit is 8.Bandit finds Frerard5 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Hey honey, did you have a good day at school?" Lyn-Z's voice rang out down the hallway from the kitchen, as she heard the front door open and close, and her daughter's light footsteps.
"It was okay I guess." Bandit's high pitched voice called back. "We had music and art today! It was awesome!" Lyn-Z smiled. Bandit was so much like her and Gerard- Bandit's father who was on tour with his band, My Chemical Romance.
"I'm proud of you sweetheart!" She shouted back. "Auntie Jamia came round earlier; she dropped off the final version of Leathermouth's new album." Bandit grinned. She loved the band that her Uncle Frank was in, even if her friends at school thought that it was just noise. She walked into the kitchen and leaned against a chair, reaching for the cookie jar in the middle of the table. Lyn-Z noticed. "You can have one." She said, emphasising the word 'one'. Bandit took a double chocolate cookie, and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing it in a matter of seconds.
#11- Sims- FrerardI poked at my lunch as Frank and his girlfriend Jamia giggled about nothing, fed each other food, and just be so...ugh.#11- Sims- Frerard4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I've liked Frank for sometime now. More like six years sometime. I've been meaning to tell him, but It'd make it awkward between us. And I don't wan that to happen to us; I'd rather be ignored than have things being awkward between Frank and I.
Since they started dating, I've felt like the third wheel. I don't get invited to hang out anymore. Me and Frank haven't had a movie night in, who knows how long. And due to Jamia's large amount of popular friends; they go to all the Friday night parties that everyone will be at, besides me.
I may sound like I'm jealous of the parties and the friends and all the popular glory; I'm not. What - or should I say who - I am jealous of is Jamia. Not because of the parties and friends, but because she has the one thing I care about: Frank.
Well, not the one I care about.
I have a creepy, dirty little secret that I have t
We are Beautiful- Frerard 22Frank's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Frerard 224 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gerard broke up with Alaska, thinking he could get me back.
Today was the first day Gerard and Alaska were broken up. Which, I was happy about. Seeing that slut, Alaska, heart broken was a beautiful sight. During History, her head was down and all I heard were loud sobs from her. I couldn't stop smiling.
But then lunch had to come.
Like any other day at lunch, I sat alone. but, today at lunch, Alaska sat down next to me without saying a word. "Um...?" I managed to get out. "Frank!" She said turning to me and acting like she didn't see me sitting there. She put her hand on my arm. "I need your help."
"Why the fuck could I help you?" I said pulling my arm away. "I am in a very good mood and I don't need some, whore's, problems." I finished turning back to face the empty space in front of me. She sighed. "It wasn't much though." I rolled my eyes. "I don't care how big the favor is!" I snapped turning back towards her. "You ruined that part of
We are Beautiful- Frerard 21Frank's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Frerard 214 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The days that Gerard, Kail and Jordan were suspend were the best days of my life in a while. I wasn't bullied that much. I still got a few snickers and looks. But no direct bullying. I also got to think a little bit about the past few weeks. I realized... if Gerard really doesn't want me, I suppose I don't want him. If he can find someone else that is better than me, I can find someone better than him.
On Monday -the day of the meeting with me, Gerard, Kail and Jordan- went pretty well. Even though Kail and Jordan denied the fact that Gerard pushed me first. But, I ended up being in the right and the other three got detention. So that was a plus. I met another guy! His name is Bob and he's new to the school. I showed him around a little before his first class, which was History with me. Alaska didn't bother me today.
So I suppose you could say today was an improvement. But, then after school, I got a text from Gerard.
'Frankie...?' The text said. 'Yes?' I
Frank and Gerard BrainstormAs is traditional at barbecues, the men were in charge of cooking the food. Bandit, Cherry and Lily were playing in the pool whilst Lyn-Z and Jamia sat at the edge, half supervising their children and half supervising their husbands. Last time they had had a barbecue, a pandemic of food poisoning had spread across the barbecue guests like wildfire. Lyn-Z and Jamia were determined to not let that happen this time. As they stoked the fire, used cooking oil as fuel to make the fire go POP, and barbecued/cremated food, Gerard and Frank spoke.Frank and Gerard Brainstorm4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Okay," Gerard began. "We used evil twins, and Bandit saw right through that."
"It's your own fault for having such an intelligent child." Frank grinned. "She must get that brain from Lindsey." That earned him a slap round the back of the head from Gerard.
"And I tried telling her we were doing it to scare fangirls "
"Pff. Like that was ever going to work " Gerard shot Frank a withering stare. "Okay, okay, you were under pressure "
We are Beautiful- Ferard8Gerard's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Ferard84 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stood on the stage shocked at Frank's actions. I looked at him. He looked like he had mad a mistake. I smiled and kissed him again. I heard gasps from the crowd. But the gasps turned into cheering and clapping. I pulled back from Frank. He looked up at me. I pulled him into a tight hug. "No!" I heard Alaska scream, still on the floor. She stood up furiously and walked over to Frank. "You weren't suppose to do that! I was suppose to kiss Gerard!" She twirled around to face me. She ran over to me and kissed me. I heard more gasps from the audience. I pushed her back. "What the hell was that Gerard?! I thought you loved me?!" She stated. "No, I loved you in the play. Out of the play, I love Frank." I said. Frank looked up from the floor. "R-really? He asked. "Of course." I said nodding my head. "B-but, you're suppose to love me!" Alaska yelled out. "No I'm not." I smiled. She paused. She looked at me and Frank. "Gay!" She screamed and angrily stomped off stage.
We are Beautiful- Ferard4Gerard's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Ferard44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Frank stood to the left of me in the gymnasium. On the other side of me was Jordan. I felt his eyes like daggers stare at me. The gym teacher, Mrs.Oliver, held a volleyball in her hand. I groaned at the sight. "Today we will be playing volleyball." She announced. 'The first day and we are already playing volleyball?' I thought. "The teams will be from Way and anyone to the right of him is team one. The other side is team two." She continued. I sighed heavily. 'Damn, Jordan is on my team. This should be fun.' I thought as I took my place on one side of the net.
I stood in the very last row. I looked over to Jordan. He stood ready for the ball to come to him. The ball was served from the other side. It went to Jordan and over the net. I watched as they volleyed the ball. I saw it come right for me. I grew nervous that I would miss the ball. It was coming closer, and closer...
I felt the cold wood floor under me. I propped myself up with one arm. The
Playing God -Frerard- Chapter 1Frank's P.O.V.Playing God -Frerard- Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I love Gerard. I really do. Not when he hits me though. Not when he's drunk and treating me like a fucking slave.
It's been a year since I've lived with him and three years we've been together. I tried to break up with him a billion times but he says no and beats me. I don't even know why I try anymore. I know every time I ask, all I'm in for is a beating.
I sat on the couch and dreaded for Gerard's arrival home. I looked down at my hands placed in my lap. They were trembling a little. Today was the day I was leaving. I heard the lock tumble in the knob. I stood up from my seat as Gerard entered. I took in a deep breath and approached Gerard with a fake smile. "Hi, Gerard." I smiled faking. "Hey." He said throwing his coat on the chair. I pulled my gaze away from the coat and back towards Gerard who was walking o the kitchen. "Gerard." I began. "I have been thinking. And I really see no point of me staying here." He looked at me with big eyes.
"I mean, you are gone from
Notebook .:Frerard Oneshot:. I had always carried this notebook around with me everywhere. I kept it with me in case something interesting happened around me, or if I get a sudden urge to draw and I didn't have my sketchpad on me. This notebook could easily reflect my life in high school...although not all of it was just me. My best friend in the whole world, Frank would sometimes 'borrow' my notebook and make a silly doodle or write me a private message or something. Frank was the only one who ever saw my notebook's contents. Even my little brother, Mikey never read it.Notebook .:Frerard Oneshot:.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
But I had a different notebook that only I saw; a journal of sorts. It had my deepest darkest secret in it. There was no way in hell that anyone would ever read it because it was disguised as the novel Twilight. Not a single person that knew me would go within ten feet of that book because we all hated it.
Frank and I were practically joined at the hip. We wouldn't go anywhere without asking if the other could come along.
The Jacket - Frerard - OneshotThe Jacket - Frerard - Oneshot3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A jacket is clutched between my shaking hands. It's black and made of leather, lined with fur on the inside. It's warm, the jacket. But I don't wear it. I can't. It's not mine to wear.
The snow is sticking, even to the paved trail, and it's already standing halfway up my shins. The lower parts of my jeans are soaked, my sneakers drenched. I can't see very far ahead through the snowfall. I trudge on, though. I know exactly where I'm going because well, because I go there all the time. It's the only place when I can see my boyfriend at ease. When he's not slurring his words or fogged with whatever he is on for the week.
Then, I spot him, my boyfriend. He's slumped over in front of the grave, shaking and wet and so tiny looking. I hold the jacket up to my red cheeks, hoping to warm them as I step closer. I look at the tag on the inside of the collar, and read the name scrawled there. The handwriting is undeniable, even after it's been almost half a year since the la
We are Beautiful- Ferard2Gerard's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Ferard24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It doesn't take long to decide where to sit on the bus. If this was my old bus, I would sit in the very back. I glance to the back. It isn't completely filled yet, but I decide against sitting in the back until once I am in school, in classes, that is where I will be sitting, the back.
I stand in the front of the bus, awkwardly, as I scan the bus for an empty seat. I look over to the middle. Jocks and preppy girls claimed the area.
School isn't even in session and it's easy it see where everyone fits in already. I am not a jock -sucking at all sports known to man. And last time I checked, I am not preppy girl. So I vote against the middle.
I find a seat right behind the bus driver's -the seat someone in their right mind wouldn't sit in- but I take it anyway. I throw my legs onto the seat of the bus and across the aisle. I look out the scratched window, into a warm, sunny, early morning.
My gaze is distracted by murmurs coming from the middle of the bus. I look
We are Beautiful- Ferard1Gerard's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Ferard14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Gerard!" Mom called from the top of the staircase. "You're going to miss the bus for you're first day of a new school!" I groan at her words of 'first', 'day' and 'school'. I looked through the little window I had in my room. It was a beautiful, sunny September morning. I held a pillow over my face and dragged my self out of bed. I was in no hurry what-so-ever. I hope I miss the bus, so I could walk there and miss more of the day. I looked in the mirror. I ran my fingers through my hair and shook my head violently. My hair looked better than before. I left it how it was. I then finished what needed to be done to get ready in my room.
I walked up the stairs and saw my family sitting at the table. Everyone is doing what they usually are doing in the morning. Dad was staring into space, while mom continued to do something by the counter and Mikey, my little brother, is doing whatever Mikeys do. I sit down at
Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 3Frank's P.O.V.Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I walked through the front doors of the school and Saw Jake and his bitches. But they weren't going to me. They were around another kid. I got closer. The kid looked like he was in the ninth grade or tenth grade. He was on the taller side. He had glasses and looked like the perfect nerd.
"Nerd!" I heard Jake yell.
The kid was on the ground.
"Gay! Fag!" I heard come from the surrounding people.
"Hey!" I yelled without thinking.
They all turned to look at me.
"Well, well, well. Isn't it Frank Iero. What's up gay fuck?" Jake asked messing up my hair.
I pushed his hand away. From behind him I saw the kid stand up.
"Stop picking on him." I said sternly.
"Or what?" Jake asked folding his arms.
"Or... I'll start picking on you!"
They all laughed.
"That's a good one." Jake said turning back to the kid.
"I said stop!" I jumped onto his back. He tried to shake me off his back but it was no use. I was clinging on to him for dear life. I was eventually plucked off his back a
The Frerard Problem10pm at the Iero residence;The Frerard Problem4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ring ring. Ring ring. Jamia answered the phone.
"Iero residence." She sighed, exhausted.
"Jamia! It's Gee. I need to speak to Frank." Gerard sounded urgent on the other end of the line.
"I'll go get him. Give me a second." Jamia placed the receiver on the side and tiptoed up the stairs. She glanced into the twins' bedroom and smiled to herself. Cherry and Lily were squashed into Cherry's single bed, and intertwined in each other's embrace as they slept. Despite living in a 5 bedroom house and having the option of their own bedroom, the two girls demanded that they should share a room. Jamia marvelled at how close they had stayed as they had gotten older. She opened the door to Frank's 'study'. In actual fact, the room was where he went for peace and quiet, to write music. The walls were covered with photos of the twins, and also of his two bands- My Chemical Romance and LeATHERMOUTH. Jamia's favourite photo was of herself, Frank, Gerard Mikey and Ray and all
A Frerard StoryIt was a normal day on this stupid school. The teacher was at her desk flipping through a decorating magazine. The cheerleaders gossiping. The jocks picking on the nerds. Eveyone else was talking quietly to their friends hoping to not get notice by the jocks and cheerleaders. They didn't want to get pick on or made fun of.A Frerard Story5 years ago in Romance More Like This
I was sitting near the window looking outside. It was a cloudy day. It looked like it was going to rain. There was a loud noice coming from the other side of the room where the jocks are. I turn around and see Kevin laughing hysterically. I turn around and roll my eyes looking back at the window. When I look outside I see a really skinny tall kid with glasses in an Anthrax shirt and skinny jeans running from the rain.
A couple of minnutes later the door opens. The kid gives a note to the teacher and she tells him to sit down as she throus away the note not even looking at it. The kid sits next to me with a big smile on his face.
"Hey Frankie." He looks a
I'm (Not) GayI'm (Not) Gay3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stared at Gerard from a distance, his dyed red hair falling perfectly over his pale face. He smiled and laughed as he opened his locker, a white envelope dropping onto the floor. Gerard looked at it, picked it up and shoved it in his locker. He was my best friend and I just wished he would open the envelope and read about the feelings and memories that are scrawled on that piece of paper held within…just once. I went to look away as Gerard’s beautiful green eyes latched on to mine and he smiled at me, motioning his hand for me to walk over. I hesitated, before taking a deep breath and walked towards him.
“Hey Frank,” he said cheerfully.
“Hey Gerard,” I replied nervously.
“You okay, Frankie?”
“Yep, just Valentine’s Day I guess,”
“It’s less than a week away, but you will find a girl,”
I don’t want a girl. I thought. I want you.
“I might…” I lied.
The bell sounded
Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 7Frank's P.O.V.Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walked through the door and started up the stairs to my room.
'What the fuck?' I thought.
Where did he go?'
I tore my room apart looking for him. I couldn't find him there.
The rest of the house... nope.
"Frankie, you looking for something... or someone?" My mom asked.
'Shit, she knows'
I turned to face her.
"Uh, yeah. I am."
"Who- I mean what?"
"Mom, I know you know about Gerard."
"Frankie, I came home early and I found him in your room dru-"
"Why the fuck were you in my room?"
She slapped me. I held my hand to my face.
"Anyways, I found him drunk and I called the cops-"
"What!? You crazy old bitch!"
She slapped me again.
"Shut up and let me talk!" She shouted.
I closed my mouth.
"Thank you. They took him down to the police station for underage drinking. That's all."
It got quiet.
"Frankie," She muttered."I don't want you seeing him anymore."
"Why? He didn't do anything to me!" I retorted.
"I know, it's he gives me a bad vibe.
We are Beautiful- Ferard14Gerard's P.O.V.We are Beautiful- Ferard144 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I grabbed my phone. A text from Frankie!
'Hey, I don't know how to break this to you, but. I am going to live with my mom in Trenton. I am so sorry that I have to go but it is the only way I could get out of that school. I really don't wanna do this, but I must leave. I am going to miss you so much! I am going to see you a lot. I promise. I feel so bad for leaveing you, but I just can't stay at that school. I am really sorry. I love you Gee. ~Love, Frankie<3'
W-what? Trenton? But, why? I'd be baling my eyes out but I couldn't, they were swollen almost shut. I texted back;
I waited a minuet for him to reply.
'Because I can't take that school! They are all a bunch ao homophobic dicks. I am so so so sorry Gee. ):'
'If you were really sorry you wouldn't have left in the first place!' I texted back.
'Gee, I had to,'
'No you didn't! You didn;t have to do anything! I'd keep you safe from the kids at school! I would be there for
Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 6Frank's P.O.V.Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 64 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stared at him in awe.
"G-Gerard? What the fuck happened to you?" I asked.
"I'm fine. I just had a few. Don't worry bout' me." He said walking over to me.
"No, I need to get you out of here." I pulled him towards the door.
He pulled away from me.
"I'm fine, just let go of me."
He ran into a wall.
"Your not fine! Let's go." I pulled him out of the bathroom, then out of the school. He stopped on the first steps to the school.
"I'll go, if I can drive." He said.
"Okay, you can drive Gerard."
He sat in the passenger seat with an iron ring I found in his trunk. He actually thought he was driving.
"How am I doing Frankie?" He asked.
"Great," I said laughing a little.
"Are we almost there?" He asked.
"Yeah, we are."
"Yay!" He said.
I pulled into my driveway.
"Okay were here." I said.
He didn't move.
"You coming?" I asked.
"Carry me in."
I rolled my eyes. I got out of the car and carried him into the house.
"Okay, now, were going to go up the stairs." I said