My Father, Andy Biersack

I woke up to a dark room.I looked out at the window and sighed, it was Friday at least. My heart came to a shuddering stop when I saw that the blood was on the floor. I ran over to my bathroom and saw there was me in the tub. Me with the words 'Ugly' 'Attention Whore' 'Unwanted' etched into my arms neatly. I ran over to the tub and tried to grab myself, only to fall into the tub. I heard a  knock on my door and then pulled my sleeves down to hide the scars and the new cuts. 

I looked from the floor up. I met his peircing blue gaze. I smiled slightly and ran into his chest. 

"Goodmorning baby." He whispered and kissed my head. I hugged him harder, ignoring the agonizing pain running up and down my arm. I pulled away and looked up at him. 

"Breakfast is down stairs when you're ready. You mom said she won't be back until tonight sadly." He sighed. I nodded, sad aswell.  I loved Juliet with all my heart, I can't believe she took my in. I smiled even more sadly. I went back to my room and threw on a black shirt, it matched my mood. I put on some black skinny jeans that had white skulls and then more rubber wrist bands. I pulled on my black and white gloves and put on my jacket. I picked up my backpack and slipped my batman converse on. I ran down the stairs, but stopped when I stopped at Abby's room. My lips started to tremble in sadness. I put my fingers on the cold door handle and opened up the  white door. I looked at her purple and black stripped room. I went over and ran my eyes over everything. Nothing was touched ever since she died. I felt my chest get heavier and I backed up out of the room. I ran to the kitchen, fighting back the tears and the images of my sister's dead body in my arms. I  sat down at my seat where a steamy hot pile of pancakes lay. 

"Thank you." I whispered. 

He smiled and nodded. 

"Um.. can I have a ride to school?" I asked, expecting him to say no. 

"Sure." 

I nodded, smiling to myself and I ate the pancakes. I walked to my parents bed room and got out the straighner. I plugged it ito the wall, the ideas of burning myself flooded my head but I shook my head and started straighening my dark brown hair.  I finished and took out some eyeliner. I put a little on and then added a dark smokey gray eye shadow. I looked at myself in the mirror, sighing. The purple bags under my eyes got worse every day. I walked out and sat my dad was sitting on the counter and his phone was in his hands. I looked at my phone and saw a text from my mom. I smiled a little and opened it up. 

Momma: Hey baby, see you tonight xox

Me: See you tonight, I love you xox

I pushed send and looked at Andy. 

"Let's go." He said in his deep voice. I nodded gingerly and took a step forward. I felt something grab my arm and I hissed in pain. I looked over to see Crowbear clawing my arm. I took out his claw and held my arm in pain. I ran out of the wooden door and into my dad's car. I sat in the front seat and put in the disc. I leaned back and heard the begining start to play.  We stitch these Wounds started playing. This was my favorite album. My favorite song was Sweet Blasphemy. I looked out the window to see a dark gray sky. 

We made it to school, I had him drop me off a couple of blocks away though. I ran to school. I was nearly there when a heavy rain came pouring down. I groaned and rushed inside. I walked over to the bleechers and sat down at the top, a loner.  I crossed my fingers, hoping that she wouldn't come over today. I opened my eyes to see the bleached blonde hair making its way towards me. I sighed. 

"Hey you, Ballsack!" She screeched. I looked up at her, Her green eyes held in an evil smirk. She pulled me up by my arm, causing me to hiss inside. 

"You little wuss." I heard a male voice chuckle. I looked over to see Jayden, the school's playboy. I sighed quietly. 

"No come back today? Guess she's cried herself out." Callie said, she had chocolate brown hair and green eyes. I rolled my eyes and yanked my arm away. I picked up my things and left.  She pushed me down and kicked me in the ribs and stepped on my ankle then kicked it. I felt three things crack and then whimpered in pain. I heard laughter around me and then a teacher. My only favorite teacher. Mrs. Smith. My music teacher. She came over to me and looked at my ankle. It was black, blue and swollen. I had tears streaming down my face. I shook my head and then the bell rang. The teacher helped me up and walked me to her room. I was sat down in her chair behind the desk. I felt my vision blur and I closed my eyes. I looked at Mrs. Smith. 

"Sweetie, I'll be right back." She whispered sadly. I nodded once and then kids started filling her room. I saw one of the girls from earlier. She walked over and slapped my face. I heard a couple chuckles and more tears slid down my face. Where she slapped her hand it felt warm.  I heard the door open and then the teacher gave me three ice packs. She placed one on my leg, she took the adhesive tape and tied it around, knowing I couldnt use my hand. She handed me one for my ribs and then I had another one I used for my cheek. She let me stay there for the next couple of periods. 

I limped into third period and sat down in the desk at the very back of the room. I loved this class because it was art.  I took out my paper and started drawing. I ended up drawing a withered rose. I wrote Abby's name in cursive. I felt the tears slowly slide down my cheeks. 

I walked through the door of my house and sighed. I threw everything at the wall and screamed. I raced up my room and shut the door.  This day was shit, I'm in pain so much pain but I can't handle it. I want to end it all, right now. I sat on my bed and leaned against the wall. I hurt so much. The pain was causing my whole body to go numb of everything. I shook my head and sighed.