My Angel

Ashley POV
"Ashley!"
please don't yell at me like that.
"Ashley Abrocket!"
stop yelling at me, I'm coming
"ASHLEY!"
Shut up, shut up, shut up, you are so fucking loud.
footsteps.
louder.
louder.
louder.
"You're gonna be late for school!"
I DONT GIVE TWO SHITS MOM
she bursts through the door. even more noise.
I grab my bag and storm out without eating anything, and without saying anything as per usual.
I've tried talking to her but all sound in me refuses to come out
"Ashley-"
nothing.
I just scare myself by slamming the door unintentionally, causing me to wince,
I walk round the corner to the bus stop,
don't you just love the bus?
I run down the road to jump on the school bus because it's already pulled over and I hate the public one even more.
the bus, is as always, crowded.
I can barely breathe.
I just shove my way through like an awkward Mosh pit, and sit next to the window,
legs crossed,
watching the sidewalk pass by with my music as loud as possible.
Slayer. the loudest and yet most comforting music in my iPhone.
"hey, dumb-fuck, move."
I look up,
I'm not technically dumb.
I'm not deaf I just choose not to say anything. I like listening a whole lot better.
"MOVE!"
this time he has hold of me,
I yank myself free in order to avoid another broken wrist and stand at the back of the bus instead.
it's not unusual for me to be bullied out of my seat like that.
I sit on the floor of the bus, underneath everyone else so I keep getting trampled on, not always by accident nor by coincidence.
longest. journey. ever.

Andy POV
right. school. it's been a while.
nearly 3 years now actually,
3 years since I stepped foot in school, or outside, or.... Earth.
not much has changed.
I had to come down here to find Ashley Purdy, all I know is that he's having a really rough time and I know for a fact that he always carries that blade of his, even in school.
he needs a friend, someone who can be there for him.
walking through the double doors I already miss my wings.
keeping them hidden is like something is missing from me, like a dog without a tail.
I walk down the corridor, people staring at me, just the new kid I guess.
I spot one kid running towards the restrooms,
oh dear.
I walk up behind him, into the boys room,
I can hear him sobbing form the inside of one of the blocks.
I feel creepy because I'm technically older than most of the senior's here.
"hey,"
nothing.
"Hey!"
he just sobs louder,
"hey, I didn't mean to scare you like that, are you alright?"
he says nothing.
I feel really odd, and really rude climbing over the next block wall to see him, but I know he's not actually using the toilet for it's stated purpose
he looks up, and jumps a mile.
he's sat against the door, on the floor, red, sore eyed, and spinning his razor blade between his index and middle finger.
I don't want to introduce myself in a way that'll just frighten him.
I want to get to know him, be his friend, not a paid-for bodyguard.
he wipes his face in his arm and looks away from me,
still silent other than the sobs every now and then.
I swing my legs over to climb down onto his side of the wall,
he looks up at me, watching.
"what's up with you?"
he just shakes his head at me subtly.
"if you don't wanna talk about it, that's okay, but I just wanted to make sure you're alright"
he curls up into a ball,
hiding himself.
"hey, don't cry, come on"
he lets me pull him off the floor by his hands,
"okay?"
he nods,
I take the blade from his hand, scratching my own palm accidentally, causing blood to leak from it,
he snatches for it, like a cat,
then takes my bleeding and bloody hand between his two, wiping the blood off with a piece of toilet paper, gently, I'm guessing he probably got the hang of it now.
"thank you."
he stops for a second to smile slightly,
then carries on at my hand until there's nothing left but a scratch, the blood made it look much worse than it actually is.
"I'm Andy, by the way,"
he smiles, trying to find a way to tell me his name,
I'm not gonna force him to say anything, because he clearly doesn't want to, and I already know who he is. I've figured by now. This is my Ashley Purdy.

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