The air was crisp that evening. The swing I sat on was surrounded by nothing but the chill breeze which gave my skin goosebumps.
I hear footsteps approaching, looking up slightly through my bangs to see the tattooed boy.
"Hi Gee."
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To The End - Frerard
FanfictionImagine what it would be like for young Gerard Way to have a loved one. A savour. Hey, a boy can dream right? //TW// - !graphic imagery/scenes of s*icide / s*lf-harm, slurs, swearing, abuse, violence!
