Class is in session(Cricky/Andley)

Lesson 39

A/N: ***TRIGGER WARNING! TALK OF ABUSE, SELF HARM, TRAUMA, ETC.... READ WITH CAUTION***

Andy's POV:

"For the last time, we don't need pepper spray or vaseline. That doesn't even make any sense!" I raised my voice slightly as I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance. 

The girls and I were currently sitting in my car across the street from Ashley's house. It was getting pretty late and there seemed to be no movement coming from inside the house. We had been sitting out here for what felt like forever so I texted Chris telling him that we were about to head out because there was nobody here. Ash and the girls insisted that we go inside and look for clues but I told them no. Gosh I knew I shouldn't have let them convince me to stop for milkshakes on the way here, now they were on some crazed sugar rush. 

"Ah c'mon Mr. Andy, this is a stakeout, it's actually kind of fun. Like a sleepover. Except we're in a car late at night spying on an empty house." Kaya giggled. 

I looked up back to the house as the girls all giggled amongst themselves about lord knows what, and something caught my eye. In one of the windows on the second floor I saw the flicker of a light, but it disappeared just as quickly as it appeared. I knew the girls would flip their lids if I told them about what I just saw so I convinced them to stay in the car so I can check the windows. They insisted on coming along but I knew they would be extremely loud and the neighbors might call the cops. So after I made them stay put, I got out of my car and swiftly snuck up to the house going around back. I made sure my phone had the police on speed dial so if somebody was here, i'd be ready to call them up. Although what I was doing wasn't exactly legal, but the curiosity in me got the better of me. I wanted to know what happened with Ashley just as much as Ricky. 

When I got to the back I found a door there and it was slightly opened. I raised a brow knowing now that someone was for sure in the house. I had to be extra careful. With that in mind I slowly creaked the door open peeking inside to see nothing but darkness. That's when I pulled out my phone using its flashlight to help guide me around the dark house. It was definitely empty. The kitchen was the first place I walked into, then into the living area where it was completely empty. No furniture, no T.V, nothing, just as the girls described. I know I saw a light upstairs, I wasn't just seeing stuff.  Slowly, I made my way through until I found the stairs and quietly went up just praying they wouldn't creak. As I went up each step, I gazed at the wall next to me to find what looked to be claw marks and...dry blood? When I finally reached the top I swung my light around seeing a few doors that were slightly open. One was the bathroom, the other seemed like an empty bedroom. When I got to the last room on the hall, I heard the sound of...a guitar strumming? 

I tip-toed towards the room, the sound of the guitar becoming more and more clear. As I approached the room I saw a light from underneath the door so I knew for a fact that somebody was in here. Was I really brave enough to check it out? I've made it this far so I might as well. When I finally reached the room I shut off my phones flashlight when I realized the door was slightly open. My hands were shaking as I took another bold step and poked my head through the open door. That's when I caught sight of someone's bare back facing me. The person was sitting on the ground in the empty room, the walls covered in shreds of poster as if they were ripped of the walls as well as some thumbtacks. Smoke was coming from the man and I noticed a few empty beer bottles laying around him as well as a few scattered candles. But the thing I kept my eye on the most was this mans back. It looked....so horrible.