Everything But Perfect
Title: Everything But Perfect Chapter One
Author: xx_mcr_hayz_xx
Pairing: Frank/Ryan
Rating: NC-15
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Summary: Frank runs away from home and starts a life alone but he meets someone new, what happens when they move in together?
Warnings: Language, Sex, Homosexual Relationships.
Dedications: chemicaldreamsx
Chapter 1
As I ran from home I thought about my life, the way it turned out to be at home, the way my parents treated me, they bullied me because of the type of person I was, they put me through a load of shit, but I never had the balls to stand up to them, well that is until now when I decided enough was enough and I wanted to get away from them, run, and run until my legs couldn’t take me anymore, but obviously I would have to find a place to stay first.
I couldn’t think and I couldn’t feel a thing, until finally my legs gave way, I had no idea where I was but when I looked up I was at some park place, I saw a bench in the distance and dragged myself up to go and sit on it. I sat there for about an hour before I layed down ad drifted into a dreamless sleep.
When I woke up about an hour later I was surprised to see that none of my stuff had been touched, none of my small some of money was taken or anything, it surprised me a lot, but I thought I should get up and find a motel to stay or something just in case.
As I walked around I spotted a few places but they looked really expensive and out of my league. I needed to find somewhere reasonably cheap because I only brought about 1000$ with me, I had been saving for a long time now, saving most of the money I earned at work, I kept it under my mattress so my parents wouldn’t find it, thankfully they had no clue about it, I also stole about 100$ dollars from my parents stash of cash in their wardrobe, they never knew I knew about it.
Let me explain a little bit about myself as you probably have no idea who I am and I haven’t bothered to explain much, apart from the fact I have run away from home and my parents were complete arseholes. My name is Frank Iero, I’m seventeen years old, and I’m gay, I’m also proud to be gay. I currently have no family left because I just ran from my parents and my grandpa died 4 years ago, I visit his grave about once a month. I feel I can tell him anything because he will always be there for me even though he is buried six feet below ground level.
I finally found a cheap looking motel and went in to see how much it would cost and if there were any rooms available. The women behind the desk looked pretty bored but I guess everyone is when they work in a place like this, I went up to her and asked how much a room would be per night, she replied with a ‘50$’ I thought that was quite good and asked for a room, she gave me room number 96 which was on the third floor.
I pushed the door open and walked in, the place was quite small but plenty big enough for me, it had baby blue walls, a small bed and a chest of draws. The kitchen was very small and consisted of two cupboards, a sink, a fridge/freezer and a cooker. The bathroom was pretty small and only had a shower. It was quite a nice little place for a motel, cosy, and warm, and good enough for me, just for a while at least, until I figure out where I am going to go, and get a new job to earn some cash.
I unpacked some stuff and put my bag under the chair that was next to the large double doors leading out onto the balcony. I opened the doors and went outside just leaning on the banister having a smoke while I watched the sun set, it was such a beautiful scene and was right before my eyes. When I finished smoking I went back inside and had a shower, then I headed straight for bed, I had a long day ahead of me tomorrow. I couldn’t sleep for quite a while though, I just layed there and stared at the ceiling, thinking about what my parents would be doing right now, whether they would be worried about me or not, I didn’t really care to be honest but it was all just going through my mind. About an hour after I went to bed I actually finally fell into a dreamless sleep.
Author's Note This is my first fic on here, not my first written, I wanted it to be a Frerard originally but I then decided I needed a change so I done a Fryan instead, Comment?? I like a little critism aswell, it helps me write better. Dedicated to Melody (chemicaldreamsx) for helping me figure out how to use livejournal xD
Author: xx_mcr_hayz_xx
Pairing: Frank/Ryan
Rating: NC-15
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Summary: Frank runs away from home and starts a life alone but he meets someone new, what happens when they move in together?
Warnings: Language, Sex, Homosexual Relationships.
Dedications: chemicaldreamsx
Chapter 1
As I ran from home I thought about my life, the way it turned out to be at home, the way my parents treated me, they bullied me because of the type of person I was, they put me through a load of shit, but I never had the balls to stand up to them, well that is until now when I decided enough was enough and I wanted to get away from them, run, and run until my legs couldn’t take me anymore, but obviously I would have to find a place to stay first.
I couldn’t think and I couldn’t feel a thing, until finally my legs gave way, I had no idea where I was but when I looked up I was at some park place, I saw a bench in the distance and dragged myself up to go and sit on it. I sat there for about an hour before I layed down ad drifted into a dreamless sleep.
When I woke up about an hour later I was surprised to see that none of my stuff had been touched, none of my small some of money was taken or anything, it surprised me a lot, but I thought I should get up and find a motel to stay or something just in case.
As I walked around I spotted a few places but they looked really expensive and out of my league. I needed to find somewhere reasonably cheap because I only brought about 1000$ with me, I had been saving for a long time now, saving most of the money I earned at work, I kept it under my mattress so my parents wouldn’t find it, thankfully they had no clue about it, I also stole about 100$ dollars from my parents stash of cash in their wardrobe, they never knew I knew about it.
Let me explain a little bit about myself as you probably have no idea who I am and I haven’t bothered to explain much, apart from the fact I have run away from home and my parents were complete arseholes. My name is Frank Iero, I’m seventeen years old, and I’m gay, I’m also proud to be gay. I currently have no family left because I just ran from my parents and my grandpa died 4 years ago, I visit his grave about once a month. I feel I can tell him anything because he will always be there for me even though he is buried six feet below ground level.
I finally found a cheap looking motel and went in to see how much it would cost and if there were any rooms available. The women behind the desk looked pretty bored but I guess everyone is when they work in a place like this, I went up to her and asked how much a room would be per night, she replied with a ‘50$’ I thought that was quite good and asked for a room, she gave me room number 96 which was on the third floor.
I pushed the door open and walked in, the place was quite small but plenty big enough for me, it had baby blue walls, a small bed and a chest of draws. The kitchen was very small and consisted of two cupboards, a sink, a fridge/freezer and a cooker. The bathroom was pretty small and only had a shower. It was quite a nice little place for a motel, cosy, and warm, and good enough for me, just for a while at least, until I figure out where I am going to go, and get a new job to earn some cash.
I unpacked some stuff and put my bag under the chair that was next to the large double doors leading out onto the balcony. I opened the doors and went outside just leaning on the banister having a smoke while I watched the sun set, it was such a beautiful scene and was right before my eyes. When I finished smoking I went back inside and had a shower, then I headed straight for bed, I had a long day ahead of me tomorrow. I couldn’t sleep for quite a while though, I just layed there and stared at the ceiling, thinking about what my parents would be doing right now, whether they would be worried about me or not, I didn’t really care to be honest but it was all just going through my mind. About an hour after I went to bed I actually finally fell into a dreamless sleep.
Author's Note This is my first fic on here, not my first written, I wanted it to be a Frerard originally but I then decided I needed a change so I done a Fryan instead, Comment?? I like a little critism aswell, it helps me write better. Dedicated to Melody (chemicaldreamsx) for helping me figure out how to use livejournal xD