I hadn’t heard much from Andy in the two day time period. He texted me occasionally. I tried to find things to occupy myself with. Work was still suckish.
Last night Andy texted me telling me he was available today. So here I am, getting all dolled up. I woke up super late so I was trying to hurry. I had told Andy my apartment number and told him to just knock when he got there. He told me we were going to do something fun today. So I’m excited.
I was in my bathroom putting on mascara, my pills sat on the counter next to a glass. I took a handful of my pills for the day and drank a sip of my water.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
I was startled and dropped the glass, it shattered everywhere.

“Fuck” I said
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I ran out of my room, down the hallway, and to the door. I opened it swiftly. Andy was standing on the other side.

“Andy” I said

“Hey” he smiled

He stood there for a moment. He was waiting for me to say something.

“Are you going to invite me in?” he asked laughing

“Oh, yeah come in” I said stupidly moving out of the doorway

He smiled at me stepping in. He stood in the entrance as I closed the door. He was scanning the room.

“Umm just wait here” I said “I made a mess in my bathroom” I said walking passed him

“Ok” he said still scanning the room as he crossed his arms

I went into my kitchen and grabbed the paper towels. I skipped to my bathroom. I knelt down and picked up the glass pieces with my hands and put them in a trash bag. I started to wipe down the floor. Once I was done, I was carrying the bag down the hallway. I stopped in my tracks. Andy was standing at my bookshelf looking down at what looked like to be a photo album in his hands. My heart was in my throat. His face grew confused as he looked. He turned a page. He finally noticed me standing in the hallway giving me a grave look.

“Sonny, what is this?” he question

“Um” I cleared my throat “I –uh don’t—

“WHAT IS THIS?!” he raised his voice stepping towards me

He looked back down at the album.

“This little boy….” He said “Is that me?!” he said

I slowly walked towards him. I looked at what was in his hands. There were various pictures of a little girl and a little boy. Me. Andy. He turned the page. There it was, a picture that was taken days before the accident. Him and I were sitting on a bench, I had my arm wrapped around him. Andy looked at me.

“And—and that’s you” he pointed at me in the picture. He looked at me.

“Sonny, what the fuck is this?” he said

I’m so stupid. How could I have been so stupid to let him in my house. I should have known better.

“Andy….” I started

“Sonny, what the hell?” he raised his voice at me

“Andy please, you—you have to know” I said

“HAVE TO KNOW? What the fuck is going on? Why do you have this? Are you like some sort of fucking stalker?” he said

“No, Andy listen to me”I said

“I—I can’t be here, this is just too---jesus Christ” he tried to find words to say, he shoved the album in my hands and turned.

I dropped the album and tried to grab his shoulder, he swatted it away.

“Don’t touch me” he seethed walking to the door and opened it.

“Wait” I said, I was crying now

He walked out the door. I ran out, he was walking angrily down the sidewalk.

“Andy!” I said running, I reached out to him but he turned to look at me

“NO, leave me alone!” he yelled in my face and turned away

“Andy please!” I sobbed

“STOP!” he seethed “Don’t EVER try to contact me EVER again” he said

“Andy don’t! please, let me explain!” I cried

He started to walk away from me. I ran in front of him.

“Don’t you remember?!” I sobbed

“Remember what?!” he yelled

“ME!” I yelled “Andy the accident! You have to know!” I said

He shoved me out of the way. I watched him walk away from me. I shouted his name but he ignored. He got in his car and sped off. I fell to my knees. I held my face as I cried into my hands, My nose was running, my tears started to burn now.