Early Sunsets Over Monroeville
This is a short story I wrote for my creative writing class.
"It was two years ago, when we were both sixteen that I realized I was in love with my best friend.
Best friend that is now in front of me, on his knees, begging me to shoot him."
Warnings: Slash, angst and death.
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Iero or Gerard Way, and I don't own the title of this story.
"It was two years ago, when we were both sixteen that I realized I was in love with my best friend.
Best friend that is now in front of me, on his knees, begging me to shoot him."
Warnings: Slash, angst and death.
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Iero or Gerard Way, and I don't own the title of this story.
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One-shot
“Wouldn’t it be great to love and be loved like that? That’s my only regret…love!”