You Brought Me Back (Andy Biersack Fanfic)

You broke me

Girl in photo ^ is what she looks like
(⚠️Trigger warning⚠️ Story involves abuse from parents)

I was happy, I really was. They made me the way I am now. Confused? You'll see what I'm talking about soon enough.

"You f*cking b*tch! Can't you do anything right? You're so f*cking stupid." my father yelled at me.

"What did I even do wrong? Why are you yelling at me?" I cried.

Suddenly I felt a something hit me across the face and seconds later I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek.

"Don't you dare f*cking talk back to me!" he yelled.

I ran upstairs to my brothers room, hoping he would protect me. I told him what my father did and my brother just hugged me and told me that I would be okay. I waited in my brothers room until the house was silent. I snuck downstairs to go back to my room and cried myself to sleep.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
And that's how my life at home has been for the last 7 years. I would get beaten and yelled at every single day since I was 8 years old, I'm 15 now. My brother did his best to protect me but he moved out when he was 18 a couple years ago. Now I'm on my own, and ever since Tyler left my parents hated me even more. "why can't you be like your brother, he moved out when he was 18 and now he has a very successful life" my parents always tell me things like that. My father wasn't the only one to hit me anymore, now it was both of my parents. I was their way of letting out their anger. I try to stay out of the house as much as I can now, I go to Lyla's house a lot, her parents are like my parents now. I love my best friend so much. She has always been there for me whenever I needed her. Lately though, she has been very distant. She recently got a girlfriend and spends a lot of time with her. I feel so alone now.

March 22
"Trixie get your ass up for school." my mother yelled.

I didn't say anything and got up for school. At this point I don't even care what I'm wearing to school. Black T-shirt, black ripped jeans, grey beanie, red flannel. I brushed my teeth and did my hair. I said bye to my parents, not expecting them to reply and left for school. I walked into the red and grey building that is my horrible annoying highschool.

"Hey Trixie!" Lyla called

"Oh hey" I replied.

We talked for a bit until it was time for 1st period and we walked away from each other to our lockers. Lyla is my only friend at school, her girlfriend Jackie and I talk from time to time but thats it. I get bullied a lot by the cheerleaders and football players.

"Hey dumbass" someone behind me said before pushing me to the ground.
I recognized the voice, Dylan.

"What do you want?" I asked annoyed, picking up my books.

I looked up and saw him raise his arm to hit me. I flinched and closed my eyes waiting for him to hit me, but I didn't feel anything. I slowly opened my eyes to see a tall black haired boy holding Dylan's arm back. He pushed him up against the lockers.

"Leave her the hell alone." He told him.

Dylan pushed the boy off of him and walked away.

"You okay?" the boy asked me kneeling down.

"I'm fine, thanks for that by the way." I replied and walked away quickly.

"Wait hold on!" the boy called after me.

I didn't wait for him to catch up and I went to my 1st period. I didn't like attention and I didn't like talking to people I didn't know anymore. I was different when I was younger though, I talked to a lot of people no matter who they were, but now I just keep to myself. I walked into my class and went straight to the back where I always sat. I did not like this teacher, it's not like he was rude or anything but he always called me out and tried to get me to be more social. Thankfully though, he did not talk to me when I walked in.