The Best Things In Life Come With A Price...

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Ashley's POV

Why did Juliet destroy this wonderful man? Andy was a one of a kind and now he is reduced to whimpering mess. I can't stand it. People say that men are heartless and only think of themselves when really it can be woman too. I mean, how heartless can you be to destroy a soul? It is like smashing a diamond because you couldn't afford it. It isn't right. What did Andy do to deserve this?

I know it might sound like I am being hypocritical right now considering that I did sleep around and break a few hearts but this is different. I never led anyone on. I always told them that I would never stay in a committed relationship so they didn't expect that from me. I can't help it that people get the wrong idea if I take an interest in them. It doesn't matter anyway. I stopped my sleeping around a while ago. I do still have the occasional one night stand but that's about it. I guess I realised that sleeping around wasn't going to get rid of my problems and might create a few along the way. So I stopped.

After Andy fell asleep, I went shopping as I saw that Andy hadn't been eating well enough and that there was no proper meals in his house, only pot noodles and soup. So I got him enough food to last a while and some extra things that he might need. When I got back Andy was awake, sitting on the floor and staring at the wall, a dead look in his eyes.

"Ashley...will she ever come back to me?" He whispered, a tear trailing down his pale cheek.

I don't know what to say. I can't say she will but I can't say that she won't. Hopefully she doesn't,  she has caused enough trouble already. Looking at the broken person in front of me, I bite my lip anxiously.

"Come on, lets get you washed because you really stink Andy" I chuckle nervously, avoiding the question.

Andy just sat there, tears streaming down his face, pain and hurt shone in his eyes. I bit my lip as hard as I could, wishing to switch places with him so he wouldn't have to endure this torture. I slowly move towards him and take a seat beside him.I need to get his mind away from her so I do the first thing that comes to mind. I sing.

" We are created the suffering ones

Condemned by the dying,

We sing out in tongues.

Caught in obsession with all that we love.

Never look forward, just straight down the gun"

A tear streaks down my face, I look at Andy and see that he has stopped crying but the pain seemed to have grown. I continue singing.

"I can't take it any more

Every day feels like a war

The Devil in the mirror

Screaming that my heart is flawed

I'm never gonna let you win

No I will not surrender,

Even if I start to fall

I swear to you I'll rise again

Cast the illusions of hatred and pride

Take the communion in faith they provide

I'm just a human not ready to die

My voice is a weapon, my fear is a lie

I can't take it anymore

Everyday feels like a war

The Devil in the mirror

Screaming that my heart is flawed

I'm never gonna let you win"

The tears are streaming down my face as I whisper the next words.

"No I will not surrender,

Even if I start to fall

I swear to you I'll rise again."

I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand, looking at Andy I smile at the sight. Andy is smiling slightly, his eyes closed and his tears trailing down his cheek. The sight breaks my heart. He looks so peaceful and happy. Almost like he back to his old self. Almost instantly it is gone though. His peaceful look replaced with a numb one that tears apart my soul.

I quickly stand and take a deep breath to calm myself down before helping Andy up. He is really light now so I can easily pick him up. I carry him bridal style and walk slowly towards the bathroom. I turn the tap on for the bath and watch as the water fills up the tub. I sit down on the toilet lid, still holding a numb Andy in my arms. When the water is half full I strip Andy of his clothes and gently place him in the bubbly water. Yes I did strip Andy of his clothes but Andy is my best friend and I don't think of him like that. Andy is like a brother to me and I want to protect him from this break up and help him recover. I want him to be happy.

"Ash...c-could you s-sing aga-in...?" Andy whispered quietly.

I then proceeded to sing Fallen Angels as he sat in the water, lost in the memories.

A/N

I am really annoyed right now. I stayed up really late to finish this and when I woke up it was all deleted! Gah, so this is why this is a pretty crap chapter but screw it. It will have to do for now! Please remember to follow, vote, share, message me, read and all that if you like it :) Love yah!!

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Song played while writing: Devil in The Mirror by BVB

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