Part One- Guns For Hands

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So much has happened in this past two years...

It has been two years when we had moved here.

Mother.
She wasn't my biological mother, but she was the one who took care of me throughout my childhood and most of my teenage years. As much I would get mad at her, I'd still love her. She's my mother, I have to.

What made me end up here...?
On the edge of a bridge..?

First would be the death of my father, that was when my depression seemed to come from. I'd probably come over that grieve eventually, but more shit happened.

Who'd would have thought once Frank and Gerard left the door, the day when I foolishly called them, I'd leave the same day and never to be seen again. I never did get to hear how that gig at that show go for Billie and the guys. Should've told them to stay or at least ask them to take me with them.

Well the only good outcome from this was I found someone I loved, not like Jimmy. Someone that could save me from my self mutilation, and I saved them from his dark thoughts.

His name was Peter.

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