Not My Type (frerard)

a silly little chatfic i wrote on wattpad in 2017; in which gerard and frank work out their problems from the past while pete and mikey sit back in harmony. TWs for attempted suicide, mentions of child abuse, drug and alcohol abuse, self harm, and implied sexual content. the cover here is not my image; nor is it the original cover, for that would not fit the cover dimensions for movellas. this story contains crude humor that may not be suitable for all audiences. some photos may be missing from this story; in that case, i have tried my best to write around those parts or describe the photos to the best of my ability. for the best reading experience available, i suggest reading this story on wattpad instead. the themes written here do not reflect my own personal thoughts, opinions, and experiences. any similarities to real occurrences and real people (besides the people the characters are based off of, of course) are unintentional. all rights reserved.

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chat with jerseyboy and dead!.

 

dead!: im sorry

 

dead!: i just want to know if you cared

 

jerseyboy: ?

 

dead!: do you care

 

jerseyboy: about you?

 

dead!: yeah

 

jerseyboy: yeah.

 

jerseyboy: i care about you and mikey and pete and donna. i care about a lot of people.

 

dead!: i mean like, do you miss me

 

jerseyboy: i miss a lot of people

 

dead!: stop beating around the bush just tell me if you give a shit or not.

 

jerseyboy: ...

 

jerseyboy: i don't think you and i were cut out for each other

 

jerseyboy: i don't think im cut out for anybody

 

jerseyboy: nothing can make me happy for long. why should i drag someone else down?

 

dead!: i love you so much

 

dead!: and i know now how you felt

 

dead!: and maybe it doesnt matter but im sorry. im sorry i put you through any of this. im sorry i made you feel this miserable

 

dead!: im just sorry

 

jerseyboy: everybody feels sorry for me

 

jerseyboy: im pity friend

 

jerseyboy: im the pity boyfriend

 

jerseyboy: everybody pities me

 

jerseyboy: im sorry this, im sorry that

 

jerseyboy: it's never anything else.

 

jerseyboy: like I have to live my life in bubblewrap and suddenly everyone is sorry because ive tried to kill myself

 

jerseyboy: sorry loses its meaning when you hear it every fucking day

 

dead!: i tried.

 

dead!: and if that isnt enough for you then im sorry

 

jerseyboy: you weren't enough for me

 

jerseyboy: and i wasnt enough for you

 

jerseyboy: so, sorry.

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