Some Kind Of Fairytail

chapter 22

*Ashleys pov*

I unconsciously walk to my room, it was new years eve but No one was really celebrating. Tom and Amy had taken Andy home to try to get him to eat and sleep so I was alone. I fall onto my bed and sob into the pillow, I wanted to sleep, for a very long time.

I get up and make my way into the bathroom. I grab my pocket knife and look into the mirror, I looked worse than I did when I was doing drugs, like a fucking train wreck. I open the blade and slowly slide it across my arm, I slide my jeans down and slash at my legs, reopening every single scar watching the blood slowly slide down my body. I turn on the sink and put my arms under the cool water until my vision blurs and I feel like I'm falling but never hit the ground.

I just want to sleep,...for a very long time.

*Andy's pov*

I lay on my bed not being able to stop thinking of the shadow I saw at the hospital. Could it have been Dylan? Or was it another spirit?

Something on the corner of my bed catches my attention. I sit up to get a better look. I watch as it slowly takes shape, it floats over to me,, it was a baby. No wait it was my baby!

Dylan grabs my finger with his tiny hand clearly trying to tell me something. Not having time to process the fact that I just saw my dead son appear in front of me I rush out of the room. I had to get to Ashley. Now.

I try to open the door but it was lock, that's not a problem I'll just unlock it with my mind. I'm horrified at what I find inside. Ashley laying on the floor surrounded by blood and deep gashes all over his body, especially his stomach. I lift his small body up and carry him out. I kick a bunch of towel on the floor and set him on it. I run to CCs room who was already at the door, he must've smelt Ashleys blood on me when I ran down the hall. We run back in and begin to stop the bleeding. It felt like it took forever but in reality only a few minutes. Dylan's spirit hovered over him the whole time. Ashley tried to reach his hand out to him but was to weak, he knew his baby was there. I drop my head on Ashleys chest and sobbed.

"Happy new year." Whispers cc.

It was 12:01

*Ashleys pov*

I open my eyes to find myself on the floor in Andy's arms, he had tear stains on his cheeks. CC was sleeping in my chair with his head on the desk.
I sit up and wrap my arms around andy, I could have sworn I saw dylan, I could sense that he was here but I couldn't see him.

Andy stirs and looks up at me. Tears start running down my face, "I'm so sorry." I sob.
"Its ok." Andy rocks my back and forth. "Please never do it again." Tears were rolling down his face. CC quietly sits down behind me and wraps his arms around up, his tears soaking through the back of my shirt. This was going to be rough for everyone to get through.

*couple weeks later*

Andy pushes me down on the bed, we were both drunk as hell. He lays on top of me, grinding and bouncing the bed. Both moaning loudly in our drunken states. I put my mouth on his and pull his chest closer to mine, his heart was pounding. I flip us over so I'm on top. "My turn" I say seductively. His eyes widen and a grin curls his lips, "fuck me hard." He whispers in my ear. He grabs me and jerks me off. I run my hand down his back and squeeze his ass slowly putting a finger inside. He gasps, he'd never been fucked before and he was really tight.
"Baby lay on your stomach, you're gonna want to bite something."

*Andy's pov*

I roll over to my stomach. Ashley spreads my cheeks apart and spits into my entrance and slides a finger inside, then a second then a third. It hurt at first but got used to it after a few minutes. I feel him align his hips with mine and slowly slide in. I bury my head into a pillow to muffle a scream. He slows down giving me time to adjust. He slowly starts moving, pain still shooting through my body. The pain turns into pleasure and a moan escapes my throat. Ash speeds up and hits something deep inside of me making me moan and scream. He reaches in between my legs and strokes me. His moans got louder and his thrusts harder and sloppier, his hot cum shooting into my body, I cum at the same time. He pulls out and I push him down to his back.
"My turn"

*Ashleys pov*

I spread my legs and Andy pushes into me. I moan and arch my back, the pleasure overwhelming. He pushes deeper, hitting the right spot, I moan as we cum all over again. He pulls out and kisses me. I hold him tightly as he passes out.

When my hearts finnaly stops pounding I only feel it break again. I grab the half full bottle of vodka from under the bed and pour the burning liquid down my throat, thankful for the blackness that followed.

*Andy's pov*

I wake up to the sound of Ashley vomiting in the bathroom. I sigh when I see the empty bottle laying next to me. I hold his hair back until he's done then I fill the bathtub. We both sat in there for a long time. I look at my darlings sitting across from me and push his damp hair out of his face, he looked so sad and lost. I pull him to my chest and gently kiss his lips.
   "We're going to get through this, it'll be ok."

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