Author's Note:
I Know I Said the Title was going to be "Hold On TIght Sunshine" But I changed my mind because this fits more with the story and there is a ongoing relationship with this lyric in this story so I thought it fit more.
Chapter 1: Tabitha’s POV
I had my book bag sitting by my bedroom door. I was getting myself dressed and I was nervous for my first day of school. I put a headband in my black wavy hair. I was wearing a Black Veil Brides T-Shirt and I was wearing bleached skinny jeans, Black Converse, and bracelets with different bands I liked. I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. My Blue eyes looked nervous and I wasn’t ready to take on this day. I was only seven years old but I knew what it was like to be bullied on how you looked, dressed, talked, and acted. Thank day care for that.
I sighed and I grabbed my bag full of school supplies and other things I probably didn’t need till midway through the year. My bag was a galaxy backpack and it looked pretty cool, I knew I was going to stick out at school. Everyone was a girly girl or a sporty dude. I was that girl. I opened my door and I walked downstairs and my dad was cooking breakfast. I had no idea where mom was. Probably doing something with Bruce- why should I care again?
“Hey Sweetheart.” He said to me and he gave me a kiss on the head and I sat on the counter.
“Hey Dad.” I smiled. My dad always made me feel better.
“You excited for your first day of 2nd grade?” He asked me.
“No…” I said as I lightly kicked my legs.
“Why Love? What’ the matter?” He asked as he walked over to meet me eye to eye.
“Because nobody’s going to like me because I’m that kid.” I said shyly.
“Those kids are the coolest ones.” My dad smirked and kissed my forehead. I knew my dad felt bad for me because he had that look in his eyes, I should know that look I have his eyes. I knew he was one of those kids in high school, I’ve seen photos. I jumped off the counter and I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.
“I better go catch the bus dad.” I said as I slung my bag over my shoulder.
“Alright sweetheart, I will be picking you up though.” He said over his shoulder.
“Thanks Dad.” I smiled and I opened the front door and I left. I was walking to the bus stop and I could already see a girl in a bright pink shirt and a light pink top with a poodle on it. God. She had bright blonde hair that went to her shoulders. One thing that made me better than her, mine went to my ribs.
I saw her staring at me wide eyed. I gave her a look and I waited silently as she continued to stare at me. She finally spoke up. “So what’s with all the black?” She said in a disgusted tone.
I looked right back at her with my eyes glowing with hatred already. “So what’s with all the pink?” I said and I turned my head.
“It’s not a depressing color that’s why, you look like you just walked out of a horror movie.” She laughed. “What’s your name creep?” She said.
“Tabitha, what’s your name Barbie?” I said snottily.
“It’s Vanessa, get it right Witch.” She said. I knew this was going to happen. I felt my eyes getting hot but god saved me and the bus rolled in. I ran onto the bus and I sat in the back of the bus, hiding. I wish I could run home and run into my father’s arms but I couldn’t, the day just started and I couldn’t be cowardly just yet. As I thought about my nice house and warm bed and how I wanted to be home and just run away from problems.
The bus stopped and we were in front of my school. I sighed and got up and entered the school. I could already see kids staring and that girl- Vanessa whispering to kids about me. I wanted to hide in the bathrooms but I couldn’t do that, not on my first day. I walked into my classroom. My teachers name was Ms. Hoover and she seemed nice. Vanessa was in my class and she had her little clique with her too. They immediately walk over to me and they crowd around my desk.
“So Goth, why are you always in the back? Are you making sure nobody talks to you because you’re depressed and have no social life?” Vanessa said as her little friends laughed.
“No I-“
“So what is with this shirt?” Vanessa said as she grabbed ahold of it to read the name. “Black Veil Brides? Still sounds depressing, what bride would want a black veil? Someone who is upset and hates life. Is that you Tabitha? Will you be wearing that on your wedding day? Oh wait no you won’t because you won’t HAVE a wedding day!” She said and they laughed wickedly.
My eyes were burning hot. I ran out of the class room and into the girl’s bathroom and I ran into a stall and I cried. I sat there and cried my eyes out till it hurt to breathe. I had no idea how long I was in there but at some point Ms. Hoover came in and knocked on my stall. “Tabitha are you in there?” She said in her nice sweet voice.
“Yes…” I said still chocking on tears.
“What happened?” She asked. I opened the stall and went back to sitting down on top of the toilet.
“I don’t want to talk about it. I want to go home, I want to go home to my daddy. Everyone’s mean to me!” I said my throat hurting from holding back tears, but there was no use because I was already red and my face was all sticky from old tears.
“Who’s mean to you?” She asked. I shook my head.
“I want my daddy. I want to go home.” I said having a few tears come out.
Andy’s POV:
I got a call from Tabitha’s school- weird, why would they be calling me an hour into class? I picked it up. “Hello?” I said.
“Hello this is Mrs. Cooper, the principal of Wood Creek Elementary, we found you daughter, Tabitha crying in a bathroom stall because a group of girls were mean to her at school. She doesn’t want to talk about it to anyone about it but you, do you mind coming over here?” She asked. I thought I was going to drop the phone when I heard that. It made me want to cry, why would anyone hurt my little girl like that?
“I’ll be right there.” I said and I hung up and I called to Juliet. “Juliet!” I yelled.
“Yeah Babe?” She said.
“I have to go to Tabitha’s School.” I said as I grabbed my coat and car keys.
“Why what happened to her?” She said shocked.
“Some girls were mean to her and now she is in a bathroom stall crying and she only wants to talk to me.” I said and she nodded.
“Go ahead, I’ll be right here and tell her that I give her love.” She said and I smiled, kissing her temple.
“I’ll be back.” I said and I went out the door. I quickly got in the car and I drove over to the school. I parked my car, checked in, and I went to Ms. Hoover’s room to talk to her. I walked in the room and I immediately saw a group of girls whispering. I talked quietly so they couldn’t hear anything.
“Hi I’m Andy Biersack, Tabitha’s father, can you take me to her?” I said and she nodded. I followed her and the girls were still whispering. All I heard was: “That’s the guy on the Goth’s shirt.”
I followed her and I walked into the girl’s bathroom. She was sitting on the towel and her face was red and puffy and she was coughing, making herself sick, it broke my heart to a million pieces. She looked up and got off the toilet and she ran over to me and into my arms. “Take me home daddy please the girls were mean to me, I don’t want to talk about it here because they could hear me.” She said. I nodded and I thanked Ms. Hoover and I checked her out of the school and I took her home.
“Thank you for being Batman daddy.” She said to me.
I smiled but I knew soon I was going to be bursting with rage. “What did they say to you sweet heart?” I asked. And she looked up, still sniffling a bit.
“They told me that a Black Veil was depressing and how on my wedding day I was going to wear one, but then they said that wouldn’t happen because I will never get married.” She said.
I almost crashed into a car when I heard that.