Savior (Andy Biersack Love Story)

So You Live Freely Without Their Harm

**** WARNING:**** This is a chapter that contains self harm. If you have self harmed or have thought about it, this isn't a chapter you are reccomended to read. It may be a triiger, and I don't want that to happen to you. f you do self harm, I want you to kow that all it does is leave scars. Wrists are for bracelets, not cutting. Please take this into consideration. Thank you and much love.

xoxo,

Tyra

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I hated myself for what I did to Andy. I lead him on. In my head it didn't seem bad, just a litle bit of payback, but I made things worse. I hurt him.

I actually hurt the boy I loved.

I walked down the hallway, shoulders slumped, and stopped at Andy's door. It was closed. I heard crying on the other side.

And then I lost it.

I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a razor. Slamming and bolting the door shut, I went to work. I made several cuts along one arm, not enough to cause serious harm, but deep enough to leave a scar.

I curled up in a ball on the floor and sobbed. The blood flowed from my arms, hitting the tile. I sniffled and stood up. Turning the faucet, I washed the blood off and put on all my bracelets to cover the cuts.

When I unlocked the door, Andy's door was slightly open. I walked to the side of it and peeked inside. His eyes were red and puffy from crying and tears were srteaming down his cheeks. He was curled up on his bed and the radio was playing Yours To Hold by Skillet. I pushed up against the door and it opened a little more. He glance and saw me crying. I looked at the floor and then right into his blue eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Andy." I whispered and then ran off.

"Wait!' I heard him call, but I ran out the door and down the street before he could follow me. I sat down and cried. I was worthless. Terrible. I was nothing. I fell asleep under a tree and then woke up at the house. I was on Andy's bed and he was in the corner, rocking himself and crying.

"A-Andy?" I asked.

"Why did you run?" He whispered painfully.

I looked at him in shock because I had no idea what to say.

"I- I don't know!" I broke down crying. I stood up and ran over to him, wrapping my arms around him as the tears pored from my eyes.

We just sat there, holding each other and sobbing into each others shirts.

"Don't you run away from me again." He said, looking into my eyes.

"I can't promise you that." I said softly.

"What?" He asked, confused and ready to cry again.

"All I do is hurt you. And I don't want to. I can't, Andy. I just can't."

"But I-I left Juliet." He said.

"Take her back, becase we can't do this, Andy."

I lifted up my bracelets and showed him the cuts.

"Hurting you makes me hurt myself. We only hurt each other." I whispered. He touched the cuts lightly and looked into my eyes. He was dissapointed and hurt.

"I'm sorry, Andy."

"I'm sorry too, Avalon."