Little Biersack

(Months later.)

I look at myself and the mirror and smiled, yet it really didn't reach my eyes.
"You okay?" My dad asked as he peeked inside my room.

"Yeah... Just nervous." I said and turned to face him.

"You'll do fantastic, I know so." He says and walks towards me. "Granny Amy wanted me to give you this." He takes out a rectangular red velvet box, and opens it. It was a very beautiful necklace with matching earrings.

"They're beautiful." I whispered. The chains were silver and the stone, a ruby. My dad takes them from the box and hands me the earrings. I put them on and lift my straighten hair so he could put on the necklace, the hanging ruby right between my very visible collar bones.
"I'm glad you're still here." He whispered, I let my hair down and face him once again.

It's been three months since I tried to die, and two months I spent in a mental hospital, not being able to hug my parents, kiss my boyfriend or smack my best friend.

"We never thought you would give up on us, Macy" His voice lowers. "I thought I was going to loose you." I hug him tightly, his arms wrap around me and his head rest on top of mine. "When I saw you there... Laying in that stupid white bed again.." He continued, his voice think and hoarse. "I thought I was really going to loose you." He cried and I just hugged him tighter.

My dad rarely showed so much emotion, and when he does, it's breaks my heart into millions of fragile glass pieces.

"Oh shit.. I'm crying." He says and sniffs, lifts his head and wipes his eyes.
"Oh dad." He smiles and shakes his head. "Come on.. I have a show to perform."
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"You got this right?" Charlie said as she fixed my hair.
"I'm really nervous, it's been way too long." I said.
"Just show them you're a bad ass." I nod and look over to Jinxx.
"I'm scared.. Im going to fuck up." I said, shrugging.
"You'll do great Machiala." He said as he walks towards me, his beautiful black violin in his hand. "Just breathe." I nod and begin to control my breathing. The last performer was entering the back room and smiled, her bun was now messy, and her ballet shoes dirty.

"Next we have, Machiala Biersack and Jeremy Ferguson, performing Overture."

I grabbed my cello, and we walked out to the stage, there's was a few claps, some boos, but when don't I receive those. I sat on the chair and put my cello between my legs. I lower my sleeves of my dress.

"EMO!" Someone yelled, and the some laughed. I looked over at Jinxx and he breathes. I nod and I take a deep breath. I put the now on the string and looked at him once more. He taps his foot and begins to play. I close my eyes and let my hand take control of the bow. The sound was rich and goosebumps grew on my arms. I moved my arms more gracefully as I got more into the song. I looked at Jinxx and he was moving, just like he did in concerts. When the high notes came we danced along with our instruments, as the notes got faster we continued to dance.
I pluck the last note and there was silence...

Then applauds

Notes

I couldn't write that scene... it would've been too much for me, especially this week. So I skipped it and just mentioned it. I really hope you guys start the new year in happiness!

On the bright side, I may have a new story coming out, oh I can't wait for you guys to read it, it will premier in Jan. 2015!

you guys are so fucking amazing, I love you all!

-Kenia.