In the end

Ashley's pov

damn why did we kick and our of the band? Oh yeah that was my fault I thought to myself.
"guys are any of you worried about andy?"I asked "we haven't talked in weeks!" "No!" Was the mumbled reply. I sighed and walked out the door. I have to check on him. Jumping in my car I drove to Andy's house.

I started pounding on the door. "Andy, andy man let me in please I'm sorry" I yelled. "Andy?" I turned the door Handle and the door swung open. That wasn't normal for andy. I shrugged it off and walked from room to room shouting for andy. I could smell something weird coming from the bathroom. Something metallic ... BLOOD! I started to run. I found andy slumped against the wall passed out but that wasn't the worst of it. He had cut! Would andy have attempted suicide? I felt for a pulse I couldn't find one. Shit! This was all my fault. I scooped andy up an put him in the back seat of my car. I jumped into the drivers seat and sped off. I drove faster than I ever have before way over the speed limit. So when a car pulled out in front of us it was too late the screech was deafening. " andy I'm sorry" we're the last words I said before everything went black.

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