Goodbye Agony (Andley)

Chapter Four- Andley

Ashley's POV

"That party was fucking epic!" Jake exclaimed as we walked down the hallways.
"I have a massive hangover, and I woke up naked in bed. Guess it was awesome." I said.
"I didn't know you got laid." Jake smirked. I didn't even know I got laid or who I even fucked. I just woke up naked in an unfamiliar room so I got dressed and went home. Not to mention, I had like the absolute worst hangover in the world.
"Well I did." I mumbled
"Well I'm off to fucking geometry." Jake sighed.
"See 'ya." I chucked. He waved then walked down a different hallway. I walked to chemistry. I hated it, it was so boring to me. I opened the the classroom door and everyone looked at me.
"You're late Mr. Purdy." The teacher said.
"Yeah, I know." I rolled my eyes.
"Why were you late?" He asked.
"'Cause I'm Ashley fucking Purdy and I can do whatever I damn well please." I said.
I looked around and noticed the only seat left was next to Andy. I sighed and walked over to Andy, sitting in the seat beside him. He looked up from that old green notebook and to me. I looked at him and waved. He waved back slightly, then continued to write in his notebook.

~Andy's POV~

I continued writing in my notebook, confused as to why he waved at me. He hates my guts! Oh god... What if he remembered what happen at the party? I started shaking thinking about it. Maybe he's gonna start beating me up more because of it. I thought. I was starting to have an anxiety attack. I true to stay calm but I was shaking and breathing weird and my heart was beating really fast.
"Are you okay?" I hear Ashley ask from beside me. I shook my head 'no'.
"This kid need to go to the nurse" Ashley told the teacher. I started shaking even more.
"No, you have a quiz right now." That asshole of a teacher said.
"I don't give a fuck, I think he's having an anxiety attack." Ashley said, standing up.
Ashley picked up, grabbing my things too. Then took me out of the classroom.
"I-I d-don't need to g-g-go to the n-nurse." I said to him. We stopped in the middle of the hallway. I reached in my bad and got my iPod out and headphones out. I sat on the floor, putting my head phones in to listen to Pierce The Veil. They always calmed me down. After a few minutes, I felt a little better and wasn't shaking too bad. I didn't even notice that Ashley had sat down next to me. He pulled out one of headphone and I looked at him.
"Are you feeling better?" Ashley asked me. I nodded. I still didn't know why he was being so nice to me. I had expected him to already be beating me up to a pulp.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I questioned.
"I don't know. Listen, Andy, I feel bad for hurting you all this time. Ashley admitted.
"Oh, so now you feel bad? You never felt bad when you had your friends kicking and punching the living shit out of me. You never felt bad when you yourself beat me up so bad I couldn't walk. You never fucking felt bad when you guys beat me up so badly I ended up going to the god damn hospital." By the end of saying all that, I knew that I was crying.
"I'm sorry for all that, I swear. When I grabbed you wrist last week and heard you wince," he began. I swear I could see tears in his eyes, "I realized how horrible I was for doing all of those things to you. Andy, I-I umm I wanna show you something." He lifted up his shirt revealing cuts and scars all over his abdomen. I gasped when I saw it and I just couldn't find anything to say.
"My life isn't all that great as people think," Ashley said, putting his shirt down, "and those are the only ones on my stomach. There are more."
I quickly gave him a hug and surprisingly, he hugged back.
"I forgive you for everything." I whispered. As much as I wanted to hate him for all the hell he's caused me, but I couldn't find it in my heart to do so.
"I really am sorry.. I promise I won't hurt you anymore." He said as I pulled away from him.
"It's okay Ashley, and thanks." I replied.
"I'll try to get the guys to stop messing with you so much." Ashley said.
"Okay." I mumbled. We sat there in. Silence until the bell rung. Then we said goodbye, and went our separate ways. Where does this leave Ashley and I? Were we even friends? Probably not. What the hell was all that?