I cut myself with knives and pens

"We need to get her to a hospital" Andy shouts to Ashley.
"NO!" I scream "DO NOT CALL AN AMBULANCE! DO NOT TAKE ME TO A HOSPITAL" it hurt my throat to even talk never mind scream, but I did it anyway. I had to get my point across.
"Well what are we supposed to do?" Andy asks me, gripping my wrists in both his hands. I noticed tears start to form in his eyes. Ashley stood at the side with the phone in his hand, not knowing whether to call an ambulance or not.
"Please" I pleaded "I can take care of myself, I don't need a hospital"
He stared at me, his piercing blue eyes fill with so much emotion it was over whelming.
He looked over to Ash and shook his head, making him put the phone down.
Ashley walked over to the two of us. Andy's hands were starting to sweat into my open wounds and as much as it hurt, I didn't say anything for worry I'd ruin this moment. This moment I was spending just staring into Andy's eyes. His crystal blue eyes. I wanted this moment to last forever.
Unfortunately it didn't. He sighed, letting go of my wrists; I flinched in pain. He stared at me concerned, and with a single finger, stroked my face, the only uncut part of my body.
I gave a weak smile.
"Would you allow me to spend the night here? With you? I hate to leave someone alone in this situation" ANDY BIERSACK JUST ASKED TO SLEEP AT MY HOUSE! I'm not stupid, off course I said yes!
We went downstairs and just watched abit off TV. Andy sat on one side of the couch, his arm around my shoulder. Ashley sat the other side. After a few hours off total silence, Ash stood up.
"I think I should be getting back to the guys and explaining why we hadn't gone back earlier, and why your not coming back tonight"
I let him out, after receiving a hug and kiss on the forehead.
So it was just me and Andy.
"More TV?" He suggested, I turned down his offer with a shake of my head.
"TV doesn't help. Music does?" I give him a cheeky smile.
"Who would you like to listen to?" He pulls his phone out of his pocket, scrolling to the music app.
"You. The black veil brides" he freezes on his motion and looks me dead in the eye.
"You don't happen to have a guitar do you?" He asked
"Acoustic, upstairs" I nod and he runs up the steps, returning in less than 5 minutes Witt my black instrument. He sat down and checked it was tuned right.
"I didn't know you played" I give him a sweet innocent smile; he gives me a smirk.
"Jake taught me a few songs. Your about to get your very own private acoustic session"
He started moving his fig era across the strings and I automatically recognise the tune he's playing.
"I never meant to be the one
Who kept you from the dark
But now I know my wounds are sewn
Because of who you are
I will take this burden on
And become the holy one
But remember I am human
And I'm bound to sing this song
So hear my voice remind you not to bleed
I'm here,
Saviour will be there
When you are feeling alone, oh
A saviour for all that you do
So you live freely without their harm
So here I write my lullaby
To all the lonely ones
Remember as you learn to try
To be the one you love
So I can take this pen
And teach you how to live
What is left unsaid
The greatest gift I give
So hear my voice remind you not to bleed
I'm here,
Saviour will be there
When you are feeling alone, oh
A saviour for all that you do
So you live freely without their harm"
It was beautiful, he played a short solo, before I decided to join in with him.
"Saviour will be there
When you are feeling alone, oh
A saviour for all that you do
So you live freely without their harm
When I hear your cries
Praying for light
I will be there
When I hear your cries"
I decided to let him take the screaming parts in his own but to my surprise, he sung them in an extremely soft tone
"Praying for life
I will be there
I will fight!
I will always be there!
I will fight!
Yeah!"
He finishes off and stares at me, tears pouring down my face like water falls.
"You enjoyed that?" He asks. I was speechless. I could just nod and cry. He shuffled over towards me, wrapping both arms around me tightly.

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