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Motionless in white fanfiction. Chapter One

Chris's POV: 'Chris, darling! It's time to get up now.'' I heard my mom shout as she opened the curtains and the daylight flood into the room blinding my tired eyes; and even though I was squinting, it felt like someone shining a flashlight in my face. Horrible. 'Mom!' I pulled the blanket over my head, trying to avoid the light that was frying my eyes. 'I can't get up this early, it's against my religion.' I proceeded to close my eyes under the comfort of the blanket. I really didn't feel like getting up, but I knew I would have to eventually. 'Oh yeah? Well what religion is that, honey?' she replied sarcastically, before pulling the cove

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Starzzzz Academy- Chapter 1 ~Tess~

Starzzzz Academy – Tess The bell rings as I rush to find my class room. “Great, my first day of high school here and I’m already late.” I grumble. I look at my schedule again for the room number, and I laugh when I see the numbers “666” on the paper. Finally, I make it to my advisory classroom and knock on the door. A young woman with half red- half black hair opens the door, and my eyes widen as I realize who it is. “Hello, I’m Ms. Costello. You must be Tess?” she says as I step into the room. I blush and nod as I take notice of all the eyes staring back at me, some naturally color

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Blood and pain

Blood So crimson So beautiful So tasty Dripping down my limbs Dripping to the floor It hurts But I like it For pain is better Than numbness

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Sick Hearts: 1.

I hate cleaning. I mean I really hate cleaning. But it had to be done if I wanted the basement to my new room. I shoved stuff in boxes, not caring about any of it. I came across a photo album. It was very familiar looking. I picked it up and sat on the brand new mattress we bought. I opened the album up, gazing at the pictures scattered throughout the page. There was pictures of my little brother, Mikey and I and some of me and my best friend from when we were very young. I was drawing a blank image of the little boy's name, I mean you would too if you haven't seen him since you were 7 and he was 6. It hit me; Frank Iero was the boy's name.

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Poprocks and Coke - Frerard 1

My dream starts out as it normally does; Gerard, sweaty and breathless, on top of me, naked chest glistening in soft candle light. "Frankie…" he mumbles, voice deep and husky. I trace his lips gently, and he kisses my fingertips. His hands travel to my pant button, popping it open and then unzipping me. "Frankie…Frankie…" "Frankie! Wake up, man!" Ray yells in my ear, shattering my dream when it was getting good – no, amazing – and scaring the shit out of me, causing me to fall off my bunk. "Huh, wh-what happened? Did we run out of coffee or something...?" I mumble sleepily, trailing off a bit at the end. "No, sm

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Interview

Sep 21, 2014

I'm bored as dicks and found a questionairre on someone else's dA so I was like "better put off finishing your character profiles for as long as humanly possible" so now you know my motives in this. Age? Nearly 17. Sex? Female Label yourself (prep, goth, druggie, weirdo, etc) Grunge fuckwit. How long have you been cutting? Over a year. Used to do unintentional self harm? Like, I would absentmindedly scratch my skin open when I got anxious. Favourite tool? I break shaving razors/take them apart. Where (place) do you cut (school, home, etc.)? Bedroom/bathroom Do you have to wear long-sleeves & long-pants all the time? I genera

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How Did We End Up Like This: Andley

For a while now, touring for the band Black Veil Brides hadn’t been easy. None of them wanted to be in the presence of the other four anymore, and it was getting increasingly hard for any of them to even want to show up to their shows. Everyone was getting mad on a daily basis, if they weren’t still mad from the day before, and every little thing that they did annoyed someone. Ashley left his boots in the middle of the bus, everyone got mad. Andy insisted on smoking on the bus, everyone got mad. CC didn’t want to wake up until half an hour before their shows, everyone got mad. Jinxx and Jake insisted on writing new music, wh

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Motionless in white fanfiction. Chapter One

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Sick Hearts: 1. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 1.

Sick Hearts: 2. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 2.

I put away the photo album, chucking it off to the side. I needed to find him. I hadn't had a best friend like him since he left. I had Mikey, Ray, Bob, Jepha, Bert, and Quinn. That's it. But nobody could ever replace Frank. Ever. I wonder what he looked like now. Was he cute? I wonder if he's bi, at the least. I shouldn't be thinking like this. First of all, I haven't seen him in 11 years. He could be some wigger with AIDS for all I know. And, I didn't like anyone like that. I steered clear of those people and that music if you could call rap music. My friends and I were more of the punk rock, badass kids. I walked upstairs. My family was

Sick Hearts: 3. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 3.

"Hey, Gee?" Mikey asked, as I pulled into the school parking lot. "Hmm?" "When can we go search for Frankie?" "I was actually thinking about that last night, I think this weekend is good. You good with that?" "Totally," Mikey replied as we toppled out of the car. "OH, MIKEY, MAKE MY BABIES!" Quinn's voice echoed through the air. Mikey smirked as we approached them. "Sure, Quinneth." Quinn scrunched up his face. "Never again, Michael." Mikey gasped. "Agreed." Bert was staring at me, grinning. "What do you want, Bert?" I asked. "I have my eyes set on something sweet." He winked. "Bert, you know I'm not interested." He rolled his eye

Sick Hearts: 4. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 4.

D-did he just say, Frank Iero? No, it's all just my imagination. I couldn't have that much luck...could I? The boy just stood there. "Franklin-" "For the love of God, my name is Frank," Frank retorted. "Sorry, Frank, take a seat anywhere you'd like." Frank nodded. I hope he didn't take the seat across from me. Please don't, I don't wanna say anything yet. Just keep walking. Whewph! He walked right by me and sat down next to Mark Hoppus, probably the coolest kid in the school. He was a good guy too, that's not something you hear everyday, the popular kid being nice? Well, Mark was. I shook my head free of thoughts and went back to sketch

Sick Hearts: 5. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 5.

Later that day "Mikes, I've found Frank," I stated as I walked through Mikey's door to his room. He cocked an eyebrow. "Where...?" "He's back, Mikey, he's in my art class." "Gee, how do you know for sure it's him?" "Because! Mr. Prat introduced the new kid as 'Frank Iero,' douche bag," I shot back. "That's great! Did he remember you?" "I...didn't say a word to him. Only stared. Oh, Mikey, he's gorgeous!" "Gerard! Are you stupid?! You HAVE to say something! Anything to jog his memory. He's not going to remember you just by looking at you, you know." I sighed. "I know, but I'm too nervous. He was talking with Hoppus today, maybe I'll

Sick Hearts: 6. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 6.

Frank was in my house...? Oh my God! He's in my house! My jaw dropped. "U-uh... hey, Frank," I said uneasily. "Frank, you remember Mikey and Gerard, don't you, sweetie?" Mrs. Iero asked Frank. "Little, Gerard's actually in my art class." "Oh, how wonderful!" Linda exclaimed. Mikey shoved me down the stairs. "Hey, Frankie," Mikey greeted, and smiled. "Hey," Frank said casually. The doorbell rang. "I'LL GET IT! And, Gerard, PLEASE don't embarrass me around Quinn!" Mikey wailed. I giggled. "QUINN! MIKEY'S COMING FOR YOU! LITERALLY!" I shouted as Mikey flipped me the bird. Frank bursted out laughing. Mikey opened the door, blushing. "He

Sick Hearts: 7. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 7.

I stared back at him blankly. Sexy pants? Sexy pants. Hmmm, it had a nice ring to it. I didn't know what to talk about with him. Should I talk about the kiss? How about school? Maybe his life in NY? "S-so how'd you like your first day of school here?" "Eh, it was just like my school. Whatever." I nodded. Of course. What was I thinking? Talking about school. Come on, Way, you can do better then that! I scolded myself. "I-I um, I'm not a good conversation starter, if you haven't noticed." "Why would you need to talk?" He pressed his lips up against mine again. Oh, I didn't want to talk in the first place, kid. I laid down, pulling him on to

Sick Hearts: 8. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

Sick Hearts: 9. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 9.

I walked into art and saw Frank sitting in the desk across from mine. I smirked as I went over to my cubbie to get my new sketch that I was working on, it was half a unicorn half a shark, in honor of Mikey and his obsessions with unicorns and Jaws. I sat down across from Frank. He cleared his throat, grabbing my attention. I looked up at him and he was smirking. "Hey, Frankie." I smiled. "Hey, Gee." He smiled back. "Frank, you know Way?" Mark asked, as he took his seat. Frank looked at me and blushed. "Yeah, we were best friends when we were kids." "Nice, you better be good to Gee, or I'll kick your ass." Mark winked at me. I just smiled

Sick Hearts: 10. by AlexandriaRaeLove, literature

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Sick Hearts: 10.

My phone buzzed against my thigh. Mikey sure was nosy. I pulled it out from my pocket once again. Well? Nosy much? All went fine, the Way brother's are no longer single men. I told you it would work! (: I walked into class, and I could tell right away that Bob knew something. Either Mikey texted him, or he could tell by the way I was smiling like a Cheshire cat. "Look who's happy!" "Who told you?" I asked. "Mikey texted me the deets," Bob said. "That boy needs to learn how to shut his mouth," I mumbled. "What? You weren't going to tell us you had a boyfriend?" "No, I wanted to tell you, not my little brother." Bob shrugged. Mrs. Za

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