Creepypasta ramblings

Bad end.

A/n this doubles back to when Ashley is out of the hospital, and andrea is in her room.

After a few days Hoodie had finally came back with Ashley. "Where's Andrea?" she asked, looking around to see everyone but her friend. "She's not doing good. Won't talk to anyone but Helen. She doesn't come out to eat either. And she hasn't gotten any sleep since you were put in the hospital." Jane said, looking down. "Serves her right." Hoodie mumbled, looking away. "I know you're bitter about that, but honestly she's a human being too. How do you think Ashley would feel if her best friend died?" Jane glared at him. Upstairs a door closed. "What are you all yelling about, I finally got her to sleep and now you're yelling." Helen said, coming down the stairs "Wait Ashley's back. Why are you yelling about that?" "Ash asked were Andrea was, we told her, and Hoodie said that Andrea deserved not to be eating or sleeping." Helen shot him a glare "Well i'm going to go back upstairs. Ashley if you want i'll see if I can get Andrea to talk to you." "If you can, i'd like that." He nodded and went back upstairs. "Now how are you feeling?" Jane asked "I'm feeling fine. I mean I have bandages crushing my chest, but elsewise i'm fine." They all smiled, but soon flinched "WHAT, she wants to talk to me! Helen, I can't. I doubt I could." "I *tic* thought she'd *tic* be fine *tic* within a *tic* few days." "I think we all did, Toby. But she seems like a special case." Everyone nodded. "I'm gonna go and get some sleep. And Hoodie, take a shower, change, and eat." Ashley said, walking upstairs.
Andrea's POV
I laid face down on my pillow, debating if I should go out of the room and talk to Ashley. I heard someone banging on the door "Andrea, guess what?!" It was Jane. After a few second she left. "You need to talk to them." I didn't answer as a small voice started to creep back into my mind 'Finish what you started.' 'You can't let her live. End the suffering she has to endure now.' I giggled a bit. "Andrea are you okay?" Helen asked me. "Leave before I hurt you again." I murmur, sitting up. He looked at me, and flinched back, seeing the bloodlust in my eyes. "Don't you dare kill her. Control it Andrea" I growled, feeling for my knife. I grabbed it and dashed out of the room to where I could smell Ashley. I opened the door, and slammed the girl on the floor. "Nighty night, bitch." I stab her in the heart, deaf to the screams and cries she's making. I repeatedly stab her, until she stops moving. Then in my blind fit of bloodlust, I ran to the next strong scent. Helen. I ran back to his room. "Andrea what did you do?!" he asked. "I killed her. Now i'll kill you!" I dashed at him, knife raised as he grabbed one of his knifes. "Oh fighting back I see." I giggled and in my moment of distraction he knocked my knife away, and pinned me to the ground. "SNAP OUT OF IT!" he yelled, looking me right in the eye. I did, and then I passed out knowing the horrid sin I had just committed.
Downstairs, Hoodie went to Ashley, laying on the floor, dying. "Hoodie." she whispered. "It's going to be okay Ashley, we'll get help and-" "I'm not gonna make it this time, can't you see?" Hoodie sighed, realizing she was right. She started crying, losing her bravery. "I'm so scared." she whined. "Shh, it's gonna be alright, Ashley. It's gonna be alright." Hoodie says, rocking her. "But I'm cold. So cold." she whispered before closing her eyes. "Ashley?" Hoodie says, shaking her. Tears fall down his cheeks. "NO!"
Normal POV
Three weeks later...
The humans had found the mansion and soon killed off most of the pastas. Only a few who ran and hid deep within the slenders forest survived. "It's all my fault." Andrea mumbled over and over. Hoodie, had killed himself after Ashley was found dead, and a few others did as well. Others unfortunately were killed by the humans, like Toby and Jane. the rest of them were well hidden, either debating living, or killing themselves. "Andrea, calm down. We'll all live." Masky said, looking at the poor girl. "No I won't. I killed my best friend, and my boyfriend went missing a week ago. I'm never going to be fine." she sobbed, holding her head in her hands. "Masky give me my knife." "No, I know what you want to do." "Well then end my misery." "No." She sighed.
Later that night Andrea had found a gun with one bullet, it was cocked and everything. "It sure was fun." She let a silent tear fall, as she smiled pointing the gun at her heart, and pulling the trigger. A loud bang ran through the forest as the girl fell to the earth, blood puddling under her.