The Invisible Girl (Andy Biersack fanfic)

Chapter One

None of this was supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to be here, I was a mistake that no one could fix. I was broken, I was a misfit.
I painted my skin red, at least I had some color. I painted and painted until I had no more room so I found more room. There was red paint on my wrists, my shoulders, and my thighs.
Ugly...
Worthless...
Puppet...
Freak...
I was a nobody. One day, I won't be here. "Yo emo bitch." My step mom kicked my side, I jerked awake. "Get you're ass up for school."
I left the house with my stuff and walked to school. School was a living hell. I stopped talking ever since my dad left my mom. My mom died a week later so I moved in with my dad and step mom.
I walked in the school halls looking for a place of peace and quiet. Once I got to my favorite tree, someone was already there. He had blue eyes and jet black hair. I stared at him wondering why he was there and he noticed. "What?" He set his notebook down on the grass, I stood there like an idiot. "What the hell do you want?" He asked more annoyed, I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I just looked around for somewhere else to go. "You can sit with me, I don't care it's just that you kinda creeped me out." I look back at him and tilt my head to the side "Names Andy." I sat beside him. "What's you're name?" I said nothing and flipped through my notebook. "Are you deaf now?" He chuckled. I wrote:
I don't use the name my parents gave me.
"Why not?"
My moms dead and I hate my dad and his step mom. Call me kodoku, it means loneliness in Japanese.
"Why that?"
I'm not sure if you haven't found out, but I'm the emo bitch in this school so no one cares about me.
"Well you're not the only emo person here. How come you don't speak?"
Just give it time, I'll say a word here and there but not a full sentence.
"Okay, I'll wait. Let's meet up here every school day." I nod. "Later."
"Bye." I whispered while waving good bye, he couldn't hear me that's good.
~Andy's P.O.V~
Gosh that girl was beautiful, thought she was like the other high school girls here. She's different.
Let's push her aside, I gotta find my first period. This is gonna be great.
~Kodoku's P.O.V~
When I got to first period, I walked to the back and sat down near the back window. I took out my art book and started to draw a rose starting to wilt. "Whatcha drawing?" That voice sounded familiar, low and husky. I looked up and saw Andy smiling at me, that smile was so heart warming. I close my art book and put it in my bag, it's none of his business. "Woah what's that girl?" He points to the blood stains on my jacket sleeve.
"Nothing." I half whisper, half snap. He looked hurt, but why? Why does he care? Why now? No one ever cared about me.
"Don't get pissed hon." He pats my head and sits in the desk beside me.
I could feel his eyes staring at me the whole entire class time. Ring! Thank god, I got up and grabbed my bag. I was about to leave but he stopped me. "Wanna see my classes?"
"Why?"
"Just incase if we have the same classes." I nod. He shows me a paper. We had almost all the same classes but he had guitar for his final period and I had violin. "Which do we have different?" I point to his final period. "What do you have?" I make a motion with my hands that looks like I'm playing a violin. "Violin?" I nod. "Ah, that's fine."
-After School-
Today was strange, I didn't get beat up or picked on today ever since Andy came here. Weird.
Anyways, I was leaving violin until I spotted Andy talking to some girl and guy. Those were the people who called me a whore and a slut. What is he doing with them? Crap, both of them spotted me and frowned at me. "WHORE!" They guy shouted.
"UGLY!" The girl shouted.
"Oh really, who's the whore?" Andy chuckled and turned around "Whore-" his eyes widened as he found out it was me. I didn't even notice I was crying until I felt something salty hit my lip. "Kodoku!" I swing my violin case strap on my shoulder and ran away. I knew he was one of those people that just wanted to ruin me.
I hid behind a trash can in an alley, he wasn't there. I took out my switch blade from my back pack and rolled up my sleeve.
I painted my arms red, it was a mess. So satisfying to watch it drip onto the ground. I put the blade back and watch it still bleed out. "Kodoku?" Andy was standing right in front of me, I put my arms behind my back and stepped back with my stuff. "What was that?" I shake my head. "Liar." He grabs my stuff and sets it down. He pins me to the side of the red building. "You gave me no choice." He grabs my left arm with the fresh cut. "Why?" Blood spills on his hand like a river. "Kodoku answer me." He strokes my cheek, I close my eyes and look away.
"No." I felt the cold air press against my skin. I open my eyes to see emptiness. My back pack and violin case was in front of my feet. No Andy. I checked my back pack, everything was there but my switch blade. There was a folded piece of paper inside with Andy's name written on it in pen beautifully.