On Leather Wings

Andy's POV:
My thought's were correct. I had been hearing him cry last night, when I had heard drops of liquid fall to that floor. The liquid sounded way too thick to be water. I heard him say that he was a monster and that he shouldn't be alive. It sounded like he was asleep, so I didn't want to run over there and disturb him, so I waited for today. When I saw him with gauntlets on, I knew what had happened. Why would he do this... "Why would you do this to yourself..." I asked softly, too distracted my his arm to say anything else. The cuts looked deep. He started crying as I stared. I felt bad then. I wish I could do something to help him. "Why do you care? I'm a monster." He wailed. A monster? Why would he say that! "You're not a monster. Who told you that?" I said calmly as I looked into his hazel eyes, which looked more blue right now. "Aurora. My ex-girlfriend. I broke up with her shortly before I graduated high school. She keeps saying that I'm a fag and a monster and that I should just kill myself." That sounded familiar. I had been called those things many times before. I never cut myself though. I didn't feel the need to. I stood up elegantly. "Where is it." I said sternly. He looked up at me and sighed. "In my bathroom, in my makeup bag. First door on the right." I walked into his room, going straight to his bathroom. I grabbed his makeup back and dug through it until I saw a little black box that said 'Think before you act'. I opened it to see three razor blades. I took the box and put it into my pocket. I went back into the living room to see him on the floor in a ball. I went to him and rubbed his back. "Hey." He looked up at me with the most adorable face ever, wait, what? "Want to go grab some lunch?" I asked with a smile. He smiled back at me. "Sure."
~time laps~
Echo's POV:
That after noon, Andy had taken me out to show me around LA. We went to this really cool coffee shop for lunch. Our waitress, who had bright blue hair and a nose ring, kept flirting with me. I acted like it didn't bother me, but tell you the truth, it was fucking annoying. I looked at Andy, who seemed to be getting angry for some reason. After lunch, we went shopping on the sunset strip. He showed me a lot of cool shops to by clothing from. I bought a new pair of combat boots and a cool leather jacket. After we were done, he dropped me off at my door. "Bye." He said softly. I slowly went into my apartment an went straight to my room and went to sleep.

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