Jennifer POV
I watched the fight between Andy and Alex from the background. It was all my fault. If I wasn't so weak then I wouldn't have ruined the best thing that Andy has ever had. I quickly turn around and run to the bathroom. I go into a stall and pull out my trusty razor. I undo my black skinnies and pull them down to reveal my scar covered thighs. I slide the razor across my skin fast and hard. I don't stop until I can breathe normal. When I'm finally calm I look down at the beautiful, bloody mess. I sigh and clean myself up. Well Jack and Andy are gonna be mad, but fuck it. I needed that. I pull my pants up and started thinking up plans to get Andy and Alex back together. It doesn't take long to come up with one. I really hope this works out. I couldn't stand myself if I took away one of the few things that brings Andy joy.