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Andy Biersack: Let Me Save You

TW: Self Harm and Depression.

Andy's POV:

I'm not good enough! I'm just not! I've stayed strong for too long. I can't take it anymore... Oh god... Am I really gonna go through this? Yes. I can't chicken out. I don't deserve to live...
Where are Y/Ns blades...? I've never done this before. I'm scared... I'm so scared.

Y/N POV:

Andy. That's all I can think. He won't return any of my calls. He won't text me back. He's been really down lately. Oh god... He's probably found my blades by now. But I can still stop him. He'll take forever to bring himself to do it. There's our house. Ok. Here goes...

Andy's POV:

"Andy?!" Y/N practically screams. Shit.
"GO AWAY!" I yell.
"Put down my fucking blade now!"
"No!"
Damnit... DAMNIT!
"Baby please!" She cries out between sobs. She's crying?
"Nobody cares... I'm worthless. What's the point?" I mutter more to myself than anyone else.
"It's not true! Please don't do this to yourself. To me. To your fans! Anyone!" My... fans? Oh god. I throw the ugly piece of metal across the room. But then I look down at my arms. All bloody and cut. I wasn't planning on that...
"Come in..." I whimper. The fear wearing off, the cuts start to hurt like a bitch!
"Andy!" That's all she could say.
"You're mad. Or disappointed. Something..."
"No. I'm not. I'm hurt! And terrified! What the fuck... you've NEVER done this before! Why...?" She sounded just like me when I first caught her doing it.
"You know how I feel when you do it now?"
"Don't turn this around on me. We're focusing on you ok?" She warned me.
"Fine..." I sighed in defeat.
"Why?" She said again, her voice stronger this time.
"I... I don't fucking know! I don't..." I yelled. I'd forgotten really. There wasn't a reason for this.
"Babe... lets get you cleared up yeah?" She was barely audible. She was hurt. And I did that.
"Ok..." I responded, just as quiet.
Once all my cuts were cleaned and dressed, she kissed me.
"Don't do it again. I promise I won't do it either ok? I guess I really have to get rid of these now..." she whispered, sounding heartbroken.
"It's ok. You can do it yeah? It might be hard to start with, but-"
"Shush! I'm saving you this time. Ok? Stop trying to rescue me when you're the one who needs help. Let me save you."
"I fucking love you. Thank you..."
My words couldn't ever get my gratitude across to her.
"I love you too. And I do know how you feel now. Let's get rid of them ok?"
Within moments, the blades were gone. And we never hurt ourselves after that day. She saved me.

Sorry it's short and sucky. They kind of get better. I think. Well I hope you enjoyed. There will be more! Don't forget to request ok?