REMDY ONE SHOTS

☾Badly Broken (pt. 2)☾

A/N: I couldn't be mean and keep y'all waiting. Here you go :)

Remington's POV

The hospital is cold and bright. I pace around the waiting room anxiously as I wait for a doctor or nurse to tell me if Andy is alive. All the doctor said when I got here was that someone found Andy passed out on a bridge and called 911.

After almost 3 hours of waiting, a doctor finally walks through the door. I instantly run over to him and start questioning him about Andy.

"He's alive. He overdosed on sleeping pills and we had to pump his stomach, but he's alive. He's sleeping right now, but he will be okay." The doctor says.

"Can I see him?" I ask shakily.

The doctor nods and leads me to his room.

When I walk in, my sweet Andy is laying in a hospital bed with an oxygen tube on his face and an IV hooked up to his arm.

I walk closer to him and sit in a chair next to his bed. Tears fill my eyes as I gently take his hand and hold it.

"I love you, Andy. You're gonna be okay. I'll take better care of you, I promise." I whisper as I start to cry. I cover my face with my hands and completely break down.

I have no idea how long I've been crying for but after a while, I hear a very weak and quiet voice.

"Remi?"

I look next to me and find Andy awake. His eyes are a dull gray and the amount of pain and depression in them is heartbreaking.

"I'm here, Andy." I whisper as I wipe my eyes and hold his hand again.

"You tried to kill yourself, Ands." I whisper as I rub the back of his hand with my thumb.

"I know." He whispers as he looks away from me.

"Sweetheart why didn't you come talk to me? You know I'm always here for you." I say as I get up and sit on the bed next to him.

"I wanted the pain to end. Why can't it end?" He asks, his voice breaking and eyes filling with tears as he turns back towards me.

"Baby come here." I say as I move closer to him and hold my arms out to him.

He leans forward and wraps his arms around my waist as he buries his face my shoulder and whimpers, trying to stop himself from crying.

"You're gonna be okay, baby." I say as I rub his back and kiss his forehead, making him cuddle closer to me.

I hug him tighter and continue to comfort him until the doctor and a nurse walk in.

"Oh, good, you're awake." The doctor says as he and the nurse walk in the room.

Andy and I let go of each other so that the nurse can take the oxygen tube off him. When she's done, I notice a few tears  on Andy's cheeks. I wipe them away and kiss his forehead.

"After reviewing your chart, my colleagues and I agree that it would be in your best interest to put you under suicide watch at the psychiatric hospital for the next 72 hours. After that-" the doctor starts, but is soon cut off.

"No! I'm not going to a looney hospital. I'm not crazy. I wasn't thinking. Please don't send me away. I already was there once and it was the worst month of my life. I can't go through that again! I can't!" Andy yells before breaking down.

He hides his face in his hands, sobbing hard as he leans into me. He lays his head on my shoulder as I pull him closer to me, kissing the top of his head and petting his hair to try to calm him down.