PipeDreams

Andy's POV

I could feel someone shaking me from my heavy slumber, I blinked my heavy eyes trying to grasp onto reality. I hears bullets wising by me and the person who had woken me.
"Wake up Andy! Don't die right now!"
She screamed, fearing for my life, I felt slight sorrow for this poor woman that I couldn't tell her that I'm okay.
My eyes fluttering open to see Smoky, I wasn't in my house or my bedroom anymore as I had remembered, we were at war.
"My god Andy you scared the living shit out of me!" She screeched, embrassing me with her body, which was surprisingly cold, cold like ice, as if she were dead.
"I thought I had lost you!"
"I-I I'm sorry." I said, a bullet wiped at our feet but she pushed us last second behind a barricade before it torn our skins.
I felt a sharp pain in my side, I looked to see what had caused it. I had been shot that was the reason I was out for, probably.
A boy came running from the boats toward the barricades at the reach of the bay, he was a paramedic. Another boy with glasses, I watched as he was shot and fell, I went rushing towards them, another one with jet black hair who also watched was screaming desperately trying to get out of the grasp of another.
I helped out the paramedic but little to nothing could be done but its possible he would die. Ray was the paramedics name. And Mikey the boy with the glasses would soon die, and Gerard his brother watched helplessly, as Frank held him back trying to help him cope with the soon and sudden lose of his only brother.
"NO!" Gerard screamed still trying to run back, Ray had closed the eyes of the dead boy, and tried to help me before I bled out too, but I ran before he could say anything.
I had take the boy with me running past Gerard and Frank, past the many people dying already, past Smoky who was trying to revive some lost soul, doging and diving away from bullets, weaving my way through this god forsaking land of death.
I had found many doctors, and they helped the poor boy, he was saved from death this once, maybe not next time. I ran my way back finding more people who needed help, making my trips back and forth from the doctors. Past Smoky, Gerard and Frank, and lead Ray to the rest of them.
"Gerard come with me!" I shouted.
"I'm not leavingleaving, my brother is dead!" He retorted unaware of his ignorance. I picked up Gerard he fought me carrying him, and I took Frank by the hand, leading them both. Past Smoky and the barricages, traps, land mines, weaving through a sea of stray bullets.

Seeing Gerard and Mikey together again was a beautiful sight, you could tell how much they really did care for each other. Tears of happiness stained his face as they trippled down his checks and chin on to his blood and muck covered uniform.

"Today we are awarding, Andrew Dennis Beirsack, for his corage and bravery for helping saving many soilders lives. Today 33651 American soilders family's would not be celebrating with their fellow brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers. We thank you and the family's who've you've helped thank you sincerely." The president said, giving his speech to almost the entire American republic who'd be watching us right now.
"Honestly, I shouldn't be receiving an award. All I did was protect my fellow man and woman, something most people should be doing anyways. See no man woman or child should be given the news that their mother, father, son, daughter, sister of brother was killed in cold blood. There isn't a reason for war, and as soon as we can accept our existences and live band in hand, father and son, mother and daughter, sister and brother. That is when we live in peace, that is when we accept our faults, that is when the world ends." I said taking of the medallion the president had placed around my neck and threw it into the crowd. "Call me not a true American soilder this country doesn't have any equal rights it this is a place made for the people and by the people, the only way you get what you want is being rich, white, old, bible thumping, man, whose straight! That's not true liberty that's just down right bigotry!" I yelled into the microphone. I felt a deep routing sharp pain in my chest, and I did expect it I had been shot." And this!" I said choking on my own blood. "I-is what happens when you're n-not, and you share an-an op-open minded opinion." Gerard and Frank who had been cheering stopped when I had been shot, they had been married a few years back after the war asking with Raymond and Mikey, both being an adorable couple Smoky was here even though we hadn't spoken since, Pete Wentz I had saved him, if they hadn't helped him sooner they would have have to cut off his leg, he was bawling as I fell to the floor dead... But I could still hear people calling my name...
"Andy.... Andy.... Andy...." The female voice that I could recognize all to well, "You need to wake up.... We need to talk." She said sternly as I forced my eyes open to see her beautiful face.

Notes

Ello, sorry for not updating my special snowflakes, I've been a bit depressed and almost relapsed, but anyways how was your guys christmases or other holiday that you celebrate? Tell me in the comments and tell me if I did good this one, i only wrote it it an hour of two so it's probably bad. Anygays I LOVE YOU now you guys keep living for us kay?