My Famous Dad. (Pierce The Veil fan fiction)

Chapter Nine

A/N: So, I'm going to just try updating on my own time. I know I wouldn't be able to keep a schedule going because of school. But, here are my songs for this chapter :)

Can't Hold Us-Mackelmore and Ryan Lewis

Bestitos-Pierce The Veil

Bulls In The Bronx-Pierce The Veil

Caraphernelia Acoustic-Pierce The Veil

So Sick Cover- Max Schneider, Sam Tsui

Lacy

I lay in my bed, my head on dad's chest and his arm around me. I listen to the beat of his heart and the calm sound of his breathing. I take a deep breath, closing my eyes and focusing on what's going on now.

"You awake?" Dad whispers softly, still caressing my hair.

"Mhm." I hum in response.

"Please don't ever do that again. Please." he whispers, his voice wavering slightly. I look up at him, seeing tears stream down his cheeks. I wipe them away, hugging him as best I can.

"I don't want to worry you, but I can't make any promises." I whisper, feeling his arms tighten around me.

"Please." he sobs, his legs curling up as he goes into a small ball, still hugging me. "Please. Please. Please." he sobs over and over, his whole body shaking with each one.

"Daddy, look at me." I say, pulling back and moving the hair from his face. "You're having a small panic attack. I need you to look at me." I say and he opens his eyes, tears steadily streaming from them as he chokes on another sob.

"Please." he gets out, closing his eyes again.

"Daddy, open your eyes." I say softly and he opens them again. "I need you to sit up straight for me." I say and he shakily moves so he can sit up. "Now, I need you to take a deep breath in through your nose." I say, doing so. He follows along, waiting for my next instructions. I hold up four of my fingers, counting down slowly. I let out the breath through my mouth. "And let it out through your mouth." I say and he does so. He takes another deep breath and let's it out looking at me.

"How'd you know what to do?" he asks, his voice still wavering.

"I've had to calm myself down from them and so has Jaime. I just kind of catch onto it." I say, shrugging. He slowly nods, laying back down, pulling me with him.

"Go to sleep." he whispers, going back to caressing my hair. I lay my head back on his chest, closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep easily for once.

Jaime

I lightly knock on Lacy's bedroom door, my hand falling back to my side once I'm done.

"Come in." Vic's voice calls out quietly from inside. I open the door softly, shutting it behind me and seeing the two laying there. She has her head on his chest, his arm around her as she sleeps.

"How's she doing?" I ask, taking a couple steps forward.

"She's doing okay. It took awhile to calm her down and making her change. But, we got through it and she feels better now." he says, softly brushing hair from her face.

Vic had texted me telling me about what happened and so I'd decided I'd visit but she's asleep.

"I'm just gonna go hang out in the living room then." I say and he nods. I turn around, making my way out of her room and downstairs to the living room. I sit on the couch, holding my head in my hands.

She just keeps getting worse. Vic might just have to pull her out of school because her being bullied doesn't help her depression at all.

I don't see why they're all so mean to her. She's amazing, perfect, gorgeous, stunning, beautiful and she's got a bright future ahead of her. She's smart, talented, brilliant, and wonderful to be around. They just can't look past whatever it is that's wrong with her.

If she keeps it up, cutting and attempting suicide, she'll get sent away and none of us want that. She's to young to go through this. She shouldn't have to worry about what people think of her, what she looks like, what kind of makeup she uses, how much she uses, what size she is, and all that shit. She's perfect just the way she is but some kids are assholes.

If I wasn't an adult, trust me, I'd find out where the fuck these kids live and kick all of their sorry ass's. They'd be on their knees, bowing to Lacy when I was done with them. They'd praise her and maybe, just maybe she'd be happy.

She didn't deserve Vic ignoring her either. She needed her father, support, love, and courage. But, Vic wasn't there for her. Nobody was. But, he's there now and I'm glad. I'm here for her too and I hope she knows it. I'll stay on the phone with her until four in the morning calming her down any day. I love her to death. She's almost like a sister, maybe daughter.

Honestly, if I could take her and move to a deserted island, I would. She'd need it. She needs to get away from everything and everybody. Be away from people for awhile and not give a fuck about anything.

I sigh, rubbing my hands over my face and laying down on the couch. I close my eyes, shifting into a comfortable position and drifting off to sleep.

A/N: How was it? Hope you liked it. I decently do! Welp, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight darlings.

~Caitlin:)