You'll be okay

~One week later~
I was home at last. I plopped down on the couch and turned on the television. The only channel that was working was the news, so I just watched it. I heard the reporter say something about my dad, so I turned up the volume to hear what she had to say. "Lead singer of the band Pierce the Veil, Vic Fuentes, was at a hospital earlier this week when his daughter, Delilah Fuentes, self harmed. The nurse that was taking care of her claims that Vic walked up to her and began attacking her. One patient says that isn't true. The patient says that she began insulting Vic's daughter and that he was only defending her." I stood up and walked away from the couch to go to my room. I ran upstairs, quickly shut the door, and locked it. I didn't want to be around all of that right now.
I picked up my phone off of the nightstand and looked at my messages. There was another one from Kyle.
I know that you cut yourself. There's pictures all over Facebook, Twitter, everything. You might as well just kill yourself. You worthless little slut.
I started to cry and ran back downstairs. I ran into Tony, and I showed him the text. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist like a little kid. He carried me into the living room and sat down with me still holding him. Everyone gathered around me to comfort me. I jumped up and ran back upstairs. I locked my bedroom door and found rope at the top of my closet. I tied it into a noose and left it hanging there. "Delilah, open the door please.", Tony said. He threw himself against the door a few times and it burst open. The four of them walked into the room and saw the noose. They untied it and threw the rope out the window. They all sat around me on the floor and held me. We eventually fell asleep and stayed that way all night.

Notes

The next chapter will confuse you guys because the point of views are mixed up. Sorry about that. Explaining something fictional is so hard!