Kindergarten Five year old Frank Iero shuffled nervously into his kindergarten classroom, carrying a metal Spiderman lunchbox by his side, his mother who was standing behind him carrying his matching backpack. Children his age sat around the room, playing with blocks and dolls and action figures. "Good morning!" said an older shorthaired blonde lady as she shook his mother's hand. "I'm Mrs. Sullen." She paused and peered down at the small dark haired boy now hiding behind his mother's leg and clinging to it, peering back at the teacher from under his long bangs. "And this must be Frank." She said with a bright small as she put her hands on her knees, kneeling closer to his level. "I'm going to be your teacher this year." Frank turned his head, hiding his face behind his mother's leg. "I'm sorry." said Mrs. Iero as she ran a hand through her son's hair. "He's just a little shy." "Oh, that's alright." said Mrs. Sullen. "Lots of kids are shy during the first week. He'll warm up."Kindergarten4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Halloween "Gee! Gee, let's go! Mom will make us go to bed before we can go all over the neighborhood if we don't hurry!" said an anxious six year old Frank Iero as he tugged on the wrist of his best friend with his green painted hand. Today was Frank's favorite day of the year: Halloween. Not only was it a holiday where he could dress up as anything he wanted and collect free candy, it was also his birthday. "Alright Frankie, just give me a second." said seven year old Gerard as he smeared cherry flavored fake blood across his mouth. "One." said Frank impatiently. "Now, come ooon, let's go trick-or-treating!" Gerard stuck his tongue out at his friend, accidently licking some of the fake blood off of his face. "Eww, it tastes like medicine!" he wretched. "Gee!" Frankie whined as he bounced up and down, nearly knocking the fake screws off of the sides of his head. &Halloween5 years ago in Romance More Like This
My Way Home Is Through You Heavy drops of icy rain pounded onto his body as darkness engulfed him, the only light being that of the moon and a few streetlights scattered down the empty road. Wrapping his arms around himself, he bolted under an overhang descending from the roof of a small shop. He slid down to the concrete, his spine leaning uncomfortably against the cement wall and pulled his knees up to his chest, resting his head on them. He shivered uncontrollably, his t-shirt and jeans providing little protection from the wind and rain.My Way Home Is Through You4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hot tears prickled at his eyes as thundered cracked and his body jolted, trembling like a scared puppy longing to be home. But Frank Iero didn't have a home. Though barely eighteen, his single alcoholic mother threw him out of the house, claiming he was too much of a burden and should be able to take care of himself by now. He had nowhere to go; he didn't have very many friends and he was too afraid to ask the ones he did have i
CancerCancer4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Frank warned Gerard, who instantly did as ordered. The once dark brown haired man barely gave a wince of pain as the needle bit into his skin. He gave a soft exhale as the morphine softened his pain and his world.
If you could get me a drink
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
"Gee could you get me a drink?" Frank asked softly to which Gerard nodded and helped his husband to drink. Frank gave him a faint smile, his eyes looking so weary from fatigue and pain. The singer gave him a sorrow filled smile of his own, before leaning down and kissing his husband's now almost non-existent lips.
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
"Didja go through all of my stuff?" Frank inquired another smile coming to his lips when Gerard took hold of his hand. Gee's hand was so warm and full of life, he could feel his vitality pouring into him. The older man nodded and before the singer could start in on the futile hope that Frank would live, the sho