My Famous Dad. (Pierce The Veil fan fiction)

Lacy

I make my way down the school hallways, listening to the other kids snicker and whisper about me. I feel a cold, wetness falling on my head and dripping down my back. The sound of 'Ohhhs!' being heard around me.

"How's that milkshake taste emo freak?" Jacob's familiar voice asks, a laugh following behind. I look down at my Suicide Silence shirt, covered in chocolate milkshake. Tears fill my eyes and I shake my head. I pull my backpack further up on my shoulder and take off for the bathroom. When I get there, I look in the mirror to see my makeup smudging down my face from tears and my hair, shirt, and jacket are covered in milkshake.

I grab a paper towel and wash off my face just as the bell rings. I hear the sounds of kids walking to class outside the door.

I sit there for about ten minutes before I open the door and walk out, running out of the school. When I get home, my dad's car isn't there so I know I'm alone.

I run upstairs to my bathroom and strip, getting in the shower. I sit in the back corner of the tub, letting the water rain down on me, as I run my razor over my wrist repeatedly. I watch as the blood pools at the surface and soon drips down, mixing with the water.

"Why me?" I sob, dropping the razor and curling into a ball. I lay there for about five minutes, letting the blood wash away before I get out and get dressed. Once my sweats and Of Mice and Men sweater are on me, I walk downstairs and to the kitchen. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and quickly down it, pushing away my hunger. The front door opens and the familiar voices of my father and uncles fill the house.

"Yeah. She's a pretty cool girl." Dad says as they walk into the kitchen.

"Hey Lacy. Why are you home? It's only 1." Tony asks, confused.

"Got sick at school." I mumble, crossing my arms over my chest and looking away.

"Ah. Hope you get to feeling better." he says and I nod, walking past them. I make my way back up to my room and lock the door behind me. I turn my stereo on and blare Second and Sebring on max volume.

This song is amazing. My mom actually left me and dad when I was 4 and ever since I've been pushed away. Dad doesn't really pay me any attention, I'm bullied at school, I've turned into some depressed freak, and the voices just keep coming back. I've gone to the razor and now scars litter my body. Stomach, arms, legs, ankles, and shoulders. Anywhere I can basically reach. I'll never be the same again. I'm slowly slipping into a black hole and soon I won't come back. Dad knows nothing about how I am because he never talks to me and when he does, it's to make sure I cleaned the house while he's gone. Do I go on tour with him? Sometimes. I'm ready to drop out of school and just stay at home. I'd rather be in the safety of my bed.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts when there's knock on the door. It opens as I stand up and turn off the music. I look over at the door to see Tony standing there.

"You okay Lace?" he asks and I nod, sitting back on my bed.

"You know I'm always here. You can come talk to me if you ever need to." he says before hugging me and kissing my forehead.

'Pity. This is all out of pity. Nobody fucking loves a scum bag like you.' the voices say and I cringe when he shuts the door.

"I'm such a scum bag piece of shit..." I mumble, falling back and closing my eyes. The tears seem to come back and create a river down my cheeks. My body instinctively curls into a ball, pulling my sweater over my hands and choking back sobs.

I have nobody. Nobody to go to, nobody to talk to, nobody to hold me. I'm alone and that's how my life will always be. Alone, empty, and lifeless. I'm a worthless waste of space, taking up oxygen and space. My whole family hates me, my grandparents won't keep me. Nobody likes me. My own dad hates me.