My Famous Dad. (Pierce The Veil fan fiction)

Chapter Eight

A/N: Okay guys. So here's the new shit that's gonna start going down. I'm going to possibly make a schedule for me to update. Also, at the beginning of each chapter, I'm going to list what songs I listened to while writing this. Hope you like it! Also, beware I listen to a lot of music...

Call Me When You're Sober-Evanescence

My Immortal-Evanescence

That's What You Get-Paramore

Stay Away From My Friends-Pierce The Veil

Second and Sebring Cover-Elizabeth Grace

Lacy

I slam the front door closed, running upstairs. Tears stream down my face as everybody's words repeat in my head like a broken record.

"She was gone because she's a little whore and went to get an abortion."

"She's got diseases. Don't go near her or you'll get infected."

"I sit behind her in English. She smells funny."

"She dresses funny. Did you know her father was satanic?"

"She probably has ten different diseases and has sex every weekend."

"How many guys was it this time Lacy?"

"She gets paid five dollars to strip and eight dollars to be fucked."

"Stop!" I scream, tugging at my hair as I fall to my bedroom floor. I've been back for two days and this is what happens.

I choke on a sob, shakily standing back up and making it to my desk where my laptop is. I log into Facebook and scroll through my news feed, reading every single thing said about me.

Jacob Miller-"God Lacy Fuentes is such a slut. She gave me a blow job in the guys bathroom. Should I go get a check up with my doctor you guys?" Tears fall down my cheeks even faster.

Brittany Grace-"Lacy Fuentes is such a dumb cunt. She can't stop cutting herself for attention. How's it feel being an attention whore Lacy?"

Lindsey Fall-"Lacy Fuentes should stop being a little bitch and just kill herself. No one wants you here sweetie. If you haven't realized yet, but nobody likes you. You're a disease infested freak. Die bitch."

I put my laptop on my desk and turn it onto the camera. I start a video, making sure I could be seen.

"I'm Lacy Fuentes and this is my official goodbye." I start out, taking a deep breath and wiping the tears from my face.

When I finish the video, I upload it and sit on my bed sobbing loudly. I stand up and pace around my room, screaming at myself.

Third person

Vic scrolls through his own Facebook, landing on a video Lacy uploaded. It's titled "Goodbye." He clicks on it, turning his phone sideways and watching as his daughter sobs.

"I'm Lacy Fuentes and this is my official goodbye. I don't know why everybody hates me but I now hate myself too so I guess it's okay. I see no need in talking, seeing, breathing...living. So here ya go everybody at school. You win. You fucking win because I'm done." Lacy sobs, wiping away her tears. "I'm done putting up with your bullshit, so you win. Happy? And dad, if you're watching this, I'm sorry. I love you but I can't take this anymore. I don't belong. Everything is numb. Goodbye everybody. Hope you're happy. Bye." she finishes, the video stopping.

Vic quickly jumps up off the chair in the studio and dials Lacy's number. He puts his phone to his ear and grabs his keys.

"I'll see you guys later." he calls out as he waits for her to pick up.

"Come on. Pick up Lacy. Pick up." he whispers and it goes to voicemail.

"Goddammit Lacy! Pick up!" he yells, calling her again.

Lacy listens to her phone ring over and over as she sits in her bathroom floor, four bottles of pills sitting in front of her. She shakily picks one up, opening it and pouring it on the floor. She picks up another one and does the same.

Vic pulls into his driveway, making his way out of his car and into the house. He doesn't even shut the door at he runs upstairs.

"Lacy!" he calls out, checking her room. Her laptop is open on her desk and her bathroom light is on. He runs over to her bathroom, pushing the door open to see her sitting there with about twenty pills in her hand. He watches as she tilts her head back and throws them in her mouth, taking a big gulp.

"No!" he screams, dropping to his knees beside her. She tries pushing him away and grabbing at the pills as Vic kicks them away. Lacy screams out, the pills she shoved in her mouth now down her throat.

"I can't lose you!" he tells, pulling her into the bathtub and turning the shower on. He lays her between his legs as she starts fading in and out.

He pries her jaw open, shoving his fingers down her throat and making her spit up the pills. She vomits, it getting washed away by the warm water as her father shoves his fingers back down her throat.

"Stay with me!" he yells, making her vomit more. Once she's thrown up all the pills, Vic holds her, crying himself as she starts to come back.

"I just wanna die.." she sobs, Vic's arms tightening around her frail body.

"No baby. You can't leave me." he whispers, brushing hair from her face and kissing her temple.

"Why are they so mean to me daddy..?" she asks her father.

"They're cruel people baby girl. But whatever they're saying isn't true. You're a very beautiful, gorgeous, stunning girl. Any girl would be lucky to look like you." Vic says honestly.

"But I'm so fat and ugly. I'm not beautiful or gorgeous or stunning." Lacy says, shaking her head as more tears stream down her face.

"You are beautiful, stunning, and gorgeous whether you believe it or not. You are not fat. And I will not stand by and watch my daughter crumble and die inside."

A/N: I'm so sorry it's short! I deleted what I had and rewrote it. Hope you like it and comment below what you think my updating schedule should be. I'll try making my own darlings! I am always here if you ever need to talk. You're not alone. Also, no credit to me for the idea. This is from Cyberbully! Don't wanna get in trouble for copyright or something.

~Caitlin:)