My Father, Andy Biersack

We Stich These Wounds

I felt my body shake slightly, but I was still alone right?. I loomed around in the darkness seeing nothing. I slowly walked down the alley and froze when I saw the Thing again.

"Do t hurt me!" I cried. I felt my body shake again.

I opened my eyes and saw I was in the car. I looked up to see CC with wide eyes.

"You were screaming." He whispered. My eyes searched his face and I nodded slightly.

"We're home and your dad is inside."

I unbuckled myself and slowly but shakily. I slowly moved my legs over to the open door. I walked to the front door, hesitating whether open it or not. I finally opened the door and walked into the house, memories faded back to me, I sighed slightly before seeing Sammi. I sighed silently, ignoring her attempt to reach out at my arm.

I dragged my feet across the wood flooring and into my room. I shut my door, sliding down onto the floor.

I brought my knees up to my chin and hugged my legs.

My head hit the door as I shook my head. I heard footsteps and then they stopped. I heard someone let out a deep breath before a knock sounded in my door.

"What?" My voice cracked.

"Please come down stairs. I know you don't wanna talk about it but please say hello." I heard Jinxx say.

My hand grabbed the door knob and twisted the cold door handle. I opened the door and saw Jinxx.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly.

My fingers found their way to my cheek ad I felt something wet.

"Nothing." I answered softy.

I walked out if my room and headed down stairs.

I walked into the kitchen to see My dad, Sammi, Ashley, CC, and Jake.

I gripped the bar stool, looking at the floor.

"Hi."

"Why?" Ashley asked as his footsteps got closer. I looked up slightly and sighed.

"Everything fucking sucks is why!" I screamed looking up at the ceiling.

"How?"

"Abby! Grandpa! School! Bullying! Haters! Mom always gone! Dad always gone!" I answered starting to walk away. He grabbed my arm, making me hiss in pain.

"Nothing sucks, don't let the little shit heads get to you Echo. We love you, you have family. That's all that counts." I heard him whisper.

My eyes went up to his.

"Then explain why everyone at school thinks I'm a freak, they don't talk to me, they abuse me mentally and physically." I replied as tears fell down my cheeks. I walked out if the room and up to my room. I left a stunned Ashley and the rest quiet.

I felt a heavy weight on my chest again as I walked up stairs. I slammed my door shut and locked it. I rushed over to my bathroom and grabbed the razor. I sat down in the floor, my head hitting the wall. I pressed the razor into my arm, waiting until I saw blood pool in the small dent on my arm. I dragged the blade across my arm even deeper. I looked at the blood flowing freely from my pale skin. I put the blade down, feeling guilty. I promised him I wouldn't. I looked up to see Ashley looking down at me, he had tears in his eyes. His had was in mid motion and his mouth was open.

"I'm sorry." I whispered sadly.

"No, I'm sorry. You shouldn't be going through this." Ashley whispered, kneeling down. He gently grabbed my arm and sighed.

"I know you can't stop completely but please try. Please try for everyone."he begged.

I nodded slightly and wrapped my arms around him. He did the same ad kissed my hair.

"I live you Ashley." I whispered quietly, afraid if his reaction. I've never told anyone if the band members beside CC that I loved them. They were all my dad basically.

"Love you too kid." He sighed slightly and picked my up. He placed me on the counter and started cleaning up the cut I had made. He took out the first aid kit and placed gauze on my arm. He picked me up again and carried my down stairs. I fell asleep in his arms before we left my room, praying no more nightmares would come along.