Put The Gun Down

Chapter Five

Charlotte's POV

I had no idea what to do or say, I have never dealt with anything like this. My mind was racing and I couldn't catch my breath. What if I say the wrong thing? How do I even go about this? My thoughts were interrupted by Andy's quiet voice. "I know what you're thinking. You don't have to do this" We came to a stop at a red light. "I know I don't, but I can't let you continue to hurt yourself" I shrugged, Andy sighed.

"But you can, so why are you getting involved?" He was starting to get frustrated. "Because I care" He glanced over at me as I fidgeted with my fingers. "That's what they all said" He murmured then stepped on the gas when the light changed. "Well, have you ever thought that maybe I'm different than everyone else? This whole negative attitude you got going on is the first thing we need to fix" He cracked a smile.

"Smiling is a good way to start. You have a nice smile, use it more often" Andy shook his head and leaned back in the driver's seat, turning into a long driveway. "We're here" He grunted as he got out of the car. "Wow..." I whispered and looked up at the mansion. "Sorry for the mess, I was having trouble with something last night..." He scratched the back of his neck as I stepped into his house. 

"Oh my God..." I couldn't believe how messy it was. It looked like the place had been robbed. Glass was scattered across the floors, furniture was tipped over, and there were holes in the wall. "Trouble with what? A bear?" Andy giggled which made me smile. "Here, let's get this mess cleaned up" I began picking up pieces of glass.

"I can do that..." I pushed the overturned couch back into its correct position. "I got it" I laughed and picked up the pillows and fluffed them out, placing them on the couch. Andy got the vacuum and began to clean up the leftover glass that was on the floor. "I know a guy who can fix the walls" I shrugged as Andy wrapped up the vacuum cord.

"You know that you don't have to do this, right? You're my intern... not my best friend" I shrugged and took a seat on his couch. "Well, I'm not just going to leave" Andy joined me in the living room, sitting across from me on the floor. "I've never opened up to anyone before..." He admitted. "You don't have to talk about anything you're not uncomfortable with. Just let me help you get your mind off of things" I suggested.

I could tell Andy was very hesitant, he definitely isn't who he portrayed himself to be. It's unfortunate that such a great man has to cover up and hide who he really is for fame and money. "Well the last person I discussed this stuff with was my wife, and she left me after that. I trusted her with everything... I thought she would understand" He started getting worked up.

"How am I supposed to get my mind off of the only thing I cared about? The only person I could actually be myself around?" There was a minute of silence between us. "Thank you for helping me clean up, but I think it's best if you just leave" I sighed in defeat and stood up, my face was flushed at how embarrassed I was. I walked over to the door and that's when it hit me.

"No matter what I say, you'll always find an excuse" I shook my head, Andy stood up and slowly walked over to me. "You don't want help. You don't want to get better, you want to be this way" I narrowed my eyes at him. "You think I like being sick in the head?" He was getting angry, he gritted his teeth as he got closer to me. "Yes, I do actually. I think that you like pushing people away so you don't have to deal with them, because you can't even deal with yourself" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You have no idea what you're talking about" He was inches away, and still coming closer. "If I'm wrong then let me stay and help you" Andy shook his head. "It's not that easy. You can't help me. No one can" This time I stepped towards him. "I can't help you because you won't let me in. Stop pushing me away" We were now centimeters apart, our noses almost touching. My breath was hitched and my body temperature rose.

"Stop trying to wiggle your way into my life! I'm sick of people like you making me think that you care than giving up on me when you finally realize that I'm a lost cause. There's nothing you could do besides pull the trigger for me because I'm too much of a coward to do it myself!" He spat, his fists clenched at his sides. "But I won't leave" My voice was low and calm. "That's what they all said" He exhaled and walked away from me.

"Lock the door on your way out" He said before disappearing down a hallway. "I'm not leaving" I shouted after him, taking a seat on his couch. "You will eventually!" He shouted back. "I'm not that easy to get rid of, Biersack. You should know that by now!" After that he didn't answer, so I made myself at home and decided to wait until he came back out to join me no matter how long it took.

A/N: Eh this chapter isn't as good as I was hoping it was gonna be, but thank you for 1k read ily I promise the story will get more interesting as it goes on!