Cammi's POV


"911, What is your emergency?"

"THERE'S A BOY ON 206 RIDGEWOOD DRIVE TRYING TO KILL HIMSELF!" My hands shook uncontrollably.

"Please calm down ma'am."

"YOU CALM DOWN!" I hung up and sped off towards the rich neighborhoods.

He's totally fine, it isn't too late. I kept repeating it my mind.

The Biersacks

Appeared and I felt a surge of relief in my veins.

Slamming the car door shut, I sprinted up to the front door, not bothering to knock.

The door was locked, making me kick it in a rushed frustration.

Right away, I ran to the closest window and kicked it in, travelling through the new enterance I had just made.

"Andy!"

No answer.

Stepping up the stairs, I squeezed my eyes shut trying to remember where his room was.

There was glowing from down the hallway, giving me frightening memories of what happened in that room.

Trying to get there as fast as I could, I kinda power-walked over to the open door.

His numb body layed on the floor surrounded by pill bottles and a camera that was still recording.

"No..." The bitterness of my tears lined my lips as they ran down my cheeks.

I fell to the floor and onto my knees, running my trembling hand down his bare chest.

We had so little time together, and he was just... gone.

"C-come on Andy, wake up." I wiped the hair out of his face.
"Please..."

A pair of hands yanked me back and his sobbing mother went to him.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" She screams at me.

"I was jus-"

"Oh, my baby..." She kisses his forehead and tells a man to call the cops.

"I already did."

The paramedics then barge in with their medical bags, going over to Andy.

They held up the bottles that killed him.
"Do you know how many were gone before?"

His mother shrugged and I made the biggest mistake ever.

"He took 40, maybe more."

The man that stood next to Amy looked at me confused.
"How would you know that?"

I sigh, realizing how wrong this is.
"He told me."

"YOU'RE GOING TO HELL YOU SICK BASTARD!"

Well then.

I needed Andy here with me, so badly, even if he felt like he wasn't wanted, he was needed.

Tuning the parametics out, I thought about what he said about his sister.

"Hey Amy,"

She glares at me annoyedly.

"He knows about Katelyn."

"What?" The color drains from her face and she gulps, staring at the man next to her.

"He knows about Katelyn." I repeat louder, making the man stare at me nervously.

Notes

Cliffhanger!!!

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