Lisa kept to herself almost all night. I don't know if that is just how she is. Maybe that is just how she is when she is drinking. She hardly noticed the rest of the guys being present. After maybe an hour after they arrived, she disappeared upstairs. No one else seemed to notice. I thought nothing of it at first. Maybe she needs some alone time. But something started to give me a bad feeling, so I slipped away and made my way upstairs. There were only two rooms. one was open and one was closed. I walked to the closed one and knocked. No answer. The door was unlocked so I walked in. And as I did, Lisa walked out of her bathroom. She looked at me with wide eyes then turned around.
"What are you doing in here? You're supposed to be downstairs." Her voice is shaky.
"I got worried. Are you crying?" I grab her arm to turn her around.
"No." She flinches. My hands become warm and wet. I look down at them. Blood. She doesn't move while I rush into her bathroom and look around for blades. The only thing she could have used was the razor. It's not taken apart. She most likely has more and could buy more anytime, but I take it anyway.
"Why?" I ask her.
"Why does it matter? We just met! I don't want a lecture. Get out!" Lisa sits on her bed facing away from me. I go to sit next to her, facing the opposite way. I expected her to yell again, but Lisa stays quiet.
"I won't lecture you. You don't have to tell me what's wrong. But I am not leaving you to be alone."
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My Saviour (An Andy Biersack fanfiction)
Fanfiction" Why are you afraid to cry in front of people? " He asks in a serious tone " I'm not afraid to, I just don't like to. " " Why don't you like to? " He takes a step towards me. I look down to avoid eye contact " It's weak. " " Lisa we're all people...
