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Suicidal Memories~Andy Biersack

{possible trigger warning}
Sophie's p.o.v.
I scanned the crowd for my boyfriend, before giving up and deciding to just leave already. It's obviously what that asshole wants. Just as I was heading to the car, my boyfriend Jace called. "Hello, I'm sorry, I don't speak to assholes bye."

He scoffed and said, "Fine. I don't talk to bitches unless I'm breaking up with the them. Bye." Oh. I'm actually not that upset. But then, he sends me a text. 'Hey emo bitch, why don't you go running to your emo friend? I was cheating on you anyway because you aren't good enough. Why don't you both go kill yourselves?'

That is what got me. He's right, I'm not good enough. But I don't always go running to my friend Andy. I got in my car and sped home, wiping away tears as I went.

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I flung the back door open and sprinted to the bathroom. I flung the cabinets open, grabbing razors, pill bottles, and alcohol. I sighed and grabbed a paper and pen.

'To whoever finds this,
Not that you care, I'm sorry you have to find me this way. If you want anyone to blame, just look at Jace. I hope he is upset and doesn't enjoy life because of what happened. Actually, no I don't. I hope he never falls in love because he's a whore. Anyway, I'm sorry. Especially to you, Andy. Thanks for always being there.
Love,
Sophie.'

I sniffled and placed the paper next to me and downed the pills with the alcohol and cut for each of the times Jace's words ran through my head. About the time I got through, I heard someone knocking on my back door. "Sophie! Open the door, I know you're home!"

Shit! It's Andy! "Sophie?!" When I never answered, I heard the door get knocked down. He seen the bathroom cabinets open because he said, "Dammit Sophie." Just as my eyes closed, my bedroom door opened with a bang.

"Oh God. Sophie, oh ... No. No, no no no no. NO!!" He grabbed my arm, probably fixing to check for a pulse, but decided to check my neck for one. I didn't sleep, I only had my eyes closed. "Thank goodness. Now I don't have to kill Jace...Yet." He ran into the bathroom and came back with a cold washcloth, cleaning my arms.

Then he put the cleaning stuff on them and it hurt like hell, but I couldn't scream. He bandaged them up and willed for me to wake up. "Cmon, Soph. Please wake up, please. I... I love you."

I felt my broken heart flutter and I tried to smile. His breathing hitched and I figured I'd succeeded. A few hours later, after I'd actually fallen asleep, I woke up. I was still sitting in the bedroom floor and Andy was staring blankly at the wall. "A-Andy?" I croaked. Gosh I sound awful.

"Sophie! Oh my ... You're ok!" He reached over and hugged me tightly. "Please don't do this to me again. I need you." I blushed and looked away. "Andy... I - I love you." He broke out in a wide grin, "I love you too Soph."