PierceTheVeilsSirens

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they?Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram…

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TRIGGER WARNING: This story is 100% real, and will involve explicit sexual abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, drugs and alcohol, death, and me questioning religion as a whole. ******My brother towered over me, a knife in one hand and a cooler in the other. A sinister smile was spread across his face, his eyes darker than I had ever seen them before. "Please don't," my small voice cracked. He laughed in response, a real Joker kind of laugh. I squeezed my eyes tight, bracing myself for what would come. For a moment, I wondered if I was in a simulation because this didn't seem real. I felt the weight of the cooler collide with my body and I let out a pained groan. I looked up at him, the knife still in his tight grasp. I held my arms in a cross, trying to protect my face. He scoffed, "I am your worst nightmare, and there's nothing that can save you." Through the tears in my eyes I could see the golden cross that hung on the wall behind him. In that moment, my ten year old self finally started to wrap my head around religion. It had nothing to do with Hell, Heaven, or even being saved. It had everything to do with believing in whatever made you feel like you had the most power over everyone else. I close my eyes once more, preparing to be the Martyr tonight. When I open them, my brother is gone. **********"Dancing on my Brother's Grave" is the chilling and very real story of how I grew up with a brother who was determined to kill me, and alcoholic parents who weren't equipped enough to save me from the emotional torment and physical abuse I would go through even into my adult years. From drawing in the church pews, running to save my own life, to daydreaming about the day I will finally dance on my brother's grave.…

PierceTheVeilsSirens

Gerard Way was addicted to smoking, he was 16, and he found himself thinking about his absent parents. He tried not too, but every morning he was forced to remember that he was abandoned at the age 4, as he woke up in the foster facility with his brother, Mikey. He was so busy making sure Mikey was happy, he forgot to make sure he was happy himself. He knew Mikey deserved a family and parents, but Gerard was seriously fucking selfish. He had nothing left, except the beautiful boy he once met, Frank. He had to save Frank from his broken heart, even though Frank considered Gerard to be the one who needed saving from his own addictions. Gerard's self-destruction was getting out of hand.…

PierceTheVeilsSirens

What do you do when you are pushed to the edge of your own insanity?When you are swimming in your dismay?When the line between reality and nonexistence is too blurry for your vision?…

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**REMADE/REWROTE VERSION OF 50 THOUGHTS THAT SCARE ME**Sometimes, it takes 49 fears, an illness, and a little Gerard Way to get you to think.…

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I tried so hard, believe me, I did. But damn, his eyes were swallowing me more each an everyday. They would take me, piece by piece. But me trying hard wasn't hard enough I guess. Just because I was put out into the world as someone whose heart was replaced by ice didn't mean I didn't have a heart at all. It just covered in the ice, meaning I was numb from the coldness. I didn't know what I was doing, I was embarrassing myself, ruining my reputation, for someone who wouldn't glance at me twice, let alone once. But let me tell you something- sometimes, trying is how you end up making someone realize that you are willing to change. And me? I longed for his sweet gaze, I weakened at the knees when at the though of his smile, maybe one day I would be the reason of the creased that appear at the corners of his eyes when he smiled or laughs. God, I hope so.…

PierceTheVeilsSirens

On the first day of 8th grade Jack Barakat notices the new kid, soon to be known as no other than Alex Gaskarth. By just one glance at him from the crowded school hallway, Jack has come to the conclusion that he hates him already. Alex just moved to Baltimore and he already has all the popular kids wrapped around his little finger. How he managed to climb to the top of the popularity list is beyond Jack's knowing. All Jack know's is that he can't wait to be far away from the school, from the popular kids, and farther away from Alex as possible. But what happens when a thought gets planted in Jack's lonely mind? When Jack starts to question things, question himself even, things take an unexpected turn. Did he really want to be far away from Alex? His mind said yes, but his heart says other wise. Everyone always tells you to listen to your heart, but people who are wiser than him-insert sarcastic laugh here- like his mother, his teachers, ect. yells at him, "Use your goddamn brain Jack!" So now the skunk color haired boy has to make a decision. Should he take a chance with his thoughts, or should he just forget them and be left to wonder the ultimate question. "What could have been?" "FUCK OFF LEAVE ME ALONE!" Jack yelled, pulling at his hair, remaining in the corner. **I DO NOT OWN ALL TIME LOW, EVEN THOUGH I WISH I DID. I DON'T OWN THEIR SONGS, BLAH BLAH BLAH, THIS IS ALL FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY, BLAH, THIS IS JALEX.**Sequel, You're All I Know, is added at the end of this story.…

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"You don't have friends?" She asked."Nope. Never have, never will." I mumbled.And that, is how I started to talk to a boy across the world. 3,564 Miles Away.…