Love Like ***

Here's a wee bit of information ya'all should know before reading this story.
One: My Chemical Romance does not exist in this story. There is no band and there never will be. Suck it up. Okay? I might quote some of their lyrics, but that's it.
Two: None of the other My Chemical Romance band members will be in this story. Mikey will be mentioned, but he won't actually pop up in a part.
Three: I might quote songs from nowadays. Okay?
Four: This story's time period is the early '90s. Why? Because the '90s fucking rocked.
Five: The location is Washington. Because I like rainy weather.

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I guess I should give a little warning, yeah?
So this is a story about a serial killer.
Meaning there will be lots of blood, death, sex, and violence.
So if you don't like stuff like that, don't read this.
Because I don't want you sending me a message/comment saying, "Oh my God! Your story, Love Like Murder is so horrible! I can't believe you'd write a story about Gerard Way killing people! That's so bad! You're a horrible person. Blah, blah, blah." I'll probably end up sending you a message/comment back saying, "Shut the fuck up. I told you not to read it if you don't like serial killers."
So yeah, don't send me shit like that.
You can send me love messages/comments though. :]