Andy's Addiction

Chapter 9: Knives and Pens

The operator tried to calm me and talk to me, but I was too focused on Andy. I rip my t-shirt off hulk style. I shove it under Andy's back and pull it up to where the gunshot was in his chest. I pull the sides tight and tie it over his wound.

Blood stained me.

I stayed leaning over Andy applying pressure to his wound. Nothing I had on was going to last the day. When I tore my shirt off, I managed to somehow splatter my bralette in his blood and I was kneeling in it trying to apply pressure on his wound.

I don't know why I chose to wear my favorite bralette today. It was one of the few that fit me perfectly. It provided enough support for my size D cups, but had no underwire to stab me. It was a beautiful golden yellow color. The cups were lace with about four inches of lace underneath, almost making it cover enough to be considered very sexy crop top.

"Stay with my Andy!" I scream as tears pour out my eyes and onto his body. Andy kept wanting to close his eyes, but I wouldn't let him. If he closed his eyes, that meant he was giving up, and I couldn't let him give up.

Soon, I heard the sound of police entering the building. Officers entered the room to see me leaning over Andy crying and shouting for him to please stay with me. They quickly cleared the rest of the building and rushed paramedics in.

The paramedics rushed in to assist. They inserted an IV immediately to give him fluids. They then packed the wound and transferred him to the stretcher. As they went to push him out of the room, I stopped them. "I'm coming with you."

"We don't think it's a good idea for you to ride in the ambulance."

"Then where are you taking him?"

"There are closer hospitals, but The Ohio State University Wexner Medical Center is a Level 1 Trauma Center, so we're going to take him there. But we need to go, he isn't doing well."

They turn to leave again and I stopped them real quick once more. "Wait, can I have his phone? I'm going to have to call his parents."

Hesitantly they let me reach in his pocket and grab his phone. They then rush off and I hear the blaring sirens drive off. The police wouldn't let me leave the room, not until they covered up the other victims so I didn't have to see them. They talk to me as we walked towards the doors, where I had to grab my jacket and throw it over top of my bloody body. It was too cold to not have my coat on. I also made sure that I grabbed Andy's jacket as well.

"So, Cali. Can you tell us what happened?"

"I just heard three pops that sounded like gunshots. I froze. Andy could see something was wrong even before the lunatic started screaming for him. She knew us both by name. She knew we were here. I couldn't see her, the lights went out and the emergency lights were too dark for me to see anything more than a figure in the doorway."

"Call Detective Briors up in Independence Ohio. Ask him about the car accident involving Andy Biersack and Cali being hit by a hit and run driver they never found. That car was in the parking lot when we pulled up. They knew my name, but I didn't see anyone that I knew here. I think they were waiting for us. I don't know how they knew we were here, but they knew."

"Tell me every little detail you can remember, this is important."

"What's important right now, is that I get to the hospital. What's important right now, is that I contact someone in Andy's family. What's important, is that I called Jinxx and tell  him to cancel the show tonight. Please, just let me go to the hospital and check on Andy. I'll tell you everything I can possibly remember but right now all I can think of is the blood, all of the blood. I'm coated in it, I have nothing else to wear until I drive back up to Cleveland. I just want to forget this whole thing happened."