Keeley’s P.O.V

I hover over my grave, tears slowly rolling my face as I watch Andy crumple to the ground. He doesn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve Juliet’s death. He didn’t deserve to get his happiness ripped away from him.

I know how this will end.

But I want to change it.

Andy doesn’t deserve his future

I close my eyes, and sink into the darkness of the future.

Helplessly, I stare as Andy sits on the floor of his living room, surrounded by empty bottles and bloody razors. I have to help him.

I can’t.

I don’t know why but God has somehow prevented me from going down and helping me.

It’s like an invisible glass wall is blocking me.

I scream, and shout, my wings frantically beating against the solid glass.

Distraught, I watch as a crying Andy picks up a blade and drags it across his wrist, already a canvas painted in shades of crimson and rust. Angrily, he cuts himself over and over, until a small pool of blood begins to spread around him.

His eyes grow dim and the blade falls from his hand. Slowly, so slowly, he collapses to the ground, his beautiful blue eyes fluttering shut forever.

I have to change the future.

I can’t let him down.

I can’t let God keep me from him.

I will not walk away from Andy.

Notes

MORE TRIGGERING CHAPTERS AHEAD. THIS IS MERELY THE FIRST OF MANY. Anyway, sorry I haven’t updated in a while. I’ve been really busy with school, and then it was my birthday...so yea, sorry! I hope you guys like it! Comments and votes are greatly appreciated ;)