Little Biersack

I was laying in my bed, with the cellphone on my ear.
"Yeah. Ever since I told her off... She's been distant."
"That's my daughter. So tell me more.." I blush and bite my lip... Should I? "Hello?"
"Promise you won't get mad?"
"depends." I sigh
. "I...uh...I have a boyfriend." I said and the line got quiet. I bit my fingernail and hold my breath. Shit. I'm so done.
"Who is it?" I sigh in relief... HE SPEAKS!
"Tyson.." "Fellow you met in my concert"
"The very one.."
"If he does anything, I'll make sure he doesn't walk."
"DAD!" He laughs and that brought relief in my body.
I was so happy he took it well.
"I'm just telling you, Macy. I'm not mad... I'm just surprised."
"Oh dad." I giggle and he chuckles.
"Be careful."
"DAD!" If he was next to me, I'll probably would've slapped his arm playfully.
"I'm serious, Machiala." I let out a sigh.
"I know.."
"On the other hand, how's school? Any more problems?" I bite my lip."Macy?"
"It's gotten..."
"Worse?"
"Kind of?" I said, more like a question than an answer.
"How worse?"
"Well. Not entirely, you see I made a new friend, Charlie and she plays sax in the school band."
"So you lied to me that, this Shiloh girl finally stopped bothering you?"
"Maybe?" He sighs. "Look, you're dealing with your problems on the road, I have mine here, I don't want to add that weight."
"Machiala Naino-Biersack, I'm your father, no matter how much your burden weights, I will help you carry it."
"Fine... So SHILOH hasn't completely ignored me...she told her friends, her cult.. Whatever you want to call it to well, Put or get little post in my locker, of guess what? Hate! They don't tell me personally anymore, it's by little notes passed to me during class, all signed and approved by Shiloh."
"Didn't you talk to your principal?"
"Fat man didn't do shit about it... Oops, I mean thing about it."
"How are you doing about all this?" I sigh.
"I'm okay I guess, sometimes Tyson or Charlie rip the paper before I read it but I probably already guessed what it said. I guess I never knew being different meant being put down."
"Yeah, I know."
"Oh well, I'm just dealing with it. I've been accused of coping homework again! People still steal my work, and claim it. It's annoying, but I can't say shit."
"Well... Why not? Machiala, they're taking your credit..."
"I know, dad... It's just not that easy...."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, let's say that if I don't do his homework for the next three months left of this first semester... I'm dead meat."
"THEY'VE THREATEN TO KILL YOU?!"
"Pretty much." I said. He lets out a frustrated sigh. "I know... I can't believe that it's reached this point, but all I do is ignore... Can't do anything else."
"I wish I could scare them away." I let out a dry laugh.
"You're pretty scary."
"No, I think I'll let Jinxx put on his war paint again..."
"THATS TORTURE TO HIM AND US!" I yelled, making my dad laugh on the other line. "Talking about Jinxx... Have you told your band yet?"
"I did."
"How they take it?"
"They're shocked, and still can't wrap a finger around the situation. They actually want to meet you."
"But I did already... Remember? Ashley was flirting with me." I blush as I recall the incident.
"I do, but they want to get to know you personally, like what you like and all those works." "Maybe when I spend the weekend at yours?"
"Alright."
"Yeah... So talk to me papa... Tell me about your tour." He talks about his fans, and how he really cares for them. I smile as he tells me this stuff. He cared about us,me, even when I didn't know he was my dad. -------------
I was checking my Instagram when I received a notification. I just really hoped I could turn back time right now.
'Slut..'

My face was fit perfectly and photo shopped into a girl that is having sex, with a face of other guys in school. I look at the photo and tears begin to blur my eyes.

'Why would Tyson go out with that bitch? He can have like this any day.'
'Whore!'
'I knew it!'

And they kept on coming. My phone rings and I pick it up
"MACHIALA!" I look at caller I.d.
"Hi Charlie"
"Have you seen it? Like what the hell?!" She exclaims, I let out a sob and put my face in my pillow. I let out a cry... Well sounded more like a wail and cried, "oh Macy... I just hoped they stop this."
"I haven't done anything to them Char, and they hate me! Like, if they hate me so much, why don't they just kill me already."
"Macy,,... Don't say that!"
"WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY CHARLIE!" I yelled. "They won't stop..." She was quiet.... Then my iPad ringed. "I suggest you don't see it." Charlie said. I ignored her plead and got my device.
'Just in case you need help.'
It was from Shiloh,via Facebook. She post it in my wall. I open the image and held my breath.
'Why should I kill myself?'
'Ways to commit suicide.'
'Buy cheap razors and other handyman tools here.'

"Oh my...." I cried.
"Machiala..."
"I'll call you later, Charlie... I need to call someone."
"Please be safe, Machiala... I can't bear to loose you."
"You won't..." I said and hanged up. I threw my phone, and stood up in my bed, grabbing my covers and sheets, throwing them across my room, letting out a scream. Tears raced down my face, like they were in the NASCAR. I got soft objects and threw them at the wall, making them bounce back. I sit in my bare bed mattress and cried my eyes out.

How do I handle this?!

Notes

I don't care what you're going through and what has happened to you, suicide is NEVER the answer. I've been so close to loose some of my best friend through that and they didn't know how much I cared, my other friends cared for them. I don't know if I would be sane if I ever did loose them. IF you have suicidal thoughts, or even want to relapse.. I'm here for you. I may not know you, but I will listen, I will Internetly hold you and you can cry, but I'm here to listen. Every one of you is special to this world, you may not see it know but you do.

Love you.
-Kenia