I Guess My Carolyn is a Guy~ Andley Fanfiction

Chapter 8: It Comes To An End

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've decided that I can just come to the library everyday to edit, possibly. So it won't always be a month long cliffhanger, this one was at least a day. Here ya are, the amazing cliffhanger! ~Love, Nikk-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

~Ashley's POV~

Before I could even react, Andy lifted up the knife and stabbed it down, right into his chest. I screeched and ran at him, pulling the knife out as his chest gushed dark, warm blood. As I was mending his chest the best I could, blood started pouring from his mouth, panicking as I heard his breathe falter and then stop,

"A-Andy no!"

I screamed, tears rolling down my cheeks. The first thing I had ever loved, dying before my eyes. Panting out of panic, I started doing CPR on him, shaking in fright as I realized he wasn't coming back, his heart about to stop under my hands as he weakly murmured,

"I-I-I love you Ashy..."

At that, his beautiful gem blue eyes closed and his heart stopped, his body now limp and cold on the hardwood living room floor. I burst out in tears, crying into his chest as I shook my head,

"No! No no no! This isn't happening, this is a dream, and he's fine!"

I start punching and slapping myself,

"Wake up Ashley Abrocket Purdy, wake up!"

Pausing for a second to see if anything would happen, alas, nothing did. Closing my chocolate brown eyes and taking a deep breathe, I picked up Andy's dead body and slowly walked downstairs, finding the coffin that we had used in the music video for 'Coffin', opening the lid and placing him carefully inside on top of the white silky fabric, stroking his hair softly. I then ran upstairs, walking into his room and grabbing his lyric book, coming back and placing it on his chest as I softly sang,

"I'll never let anyone steal your coffin."

Breathing softly, I walked up the stairs and into his room, laying on his bed and taking in the scent he wore so amazingly,

"Cologne and coconuts... My favorite.."

Whimpers softly and falls asleep, my face in Andy's pillow.

~Andy's POV~

I open my eyes, but obviously not on Earth, looking around, I notice flames around me and the ground broken,

"I went to Hell? Well, 'twas expected."

Chuckles and takes a seat on a rock, rubbing my head as a man with feathery black wings walks up to me, speaking in a gruff tone,

"Would you like a second chance, Andrew?"

Looks up and bites my black lip ring, thinking about what Ashley might do if I don't come back, and what'll happen to the fans,

"I would say yes, but it's not possible, is it?"

The tall winged man gave a low, staggery laugh,

"It sure is my boy, you've just got to let a demon curse you."

Raising an eyebrow as I think,

"Like, change me into a black eyed demon?"

The man nods and walks to my side, whispering in my ear,

"Choose your faith."