Never Give In



I'm worrying about Andy. He says he's fine and that'll he'll stop cutting, but he never seems to get better. I want to help him but he keeps ignoring me. I decided to text him



Watcha doin?


Wanna come over?

Sure I'll be there in a few

I can drive you

No. I'm good

Fuck. Why does it matter that he cuts? That shouldn't mean I can't drive him. Oh well. Maybe he's better but only time can tell that. I just don't want to lose Andy. I don't know what I would do without him.

"Ashley?" I heard him knock on my door

"Come on in" He opened the door and sat down on my bed

He didn't talk. He didn't even look at me. He just looked at his wrist.

"Andy, do you wanna talk?"


"Andy can I see your arm?"

"No. You'll hate me for cutting some more"

"Andy I'm gonna have to tell your parents"

"NO! Ash, please don't"

"I'm sorry Andy but I have to" I picked up my phone and started dialing his mom's number. He got up off my bed and walked to the door

"I hate you Ashley" He slammed the door behind him and I felt myself about to cry

"Hello?" I heard his mom say on the other line

"Hello Amy. This is Ashely"

"Oh Ashley! How are you?"

"I'm good but I can't say the same for Andy"

"What do you mean?"

"I thought I could help him but-"

"Help him? Help him with what?"

"Mrs. Biersack, Andy cuts himself. He said no one understood. He said you guys said he was only going through a phase" I heard his mom start crying, making me cry a little.

"Is Andy with you right now?"

"No. I told him I was going to tell you about it and he ran off saying he hated me. That was before I called you"

"So he should be home in a few minutes"

"Yeah. I'll be right over there"

"Okay" I hung up and walked off to my car.

I drove to Andy's house, which took longer than normal because I was looking for Andy on the street or something, but I didn't see Andy on the sidewalks. Maybe he ran home.

It took about two hours considering I had to look through all the streets and everything. I finally got to his house and opened the door

"Ashley," Chris said to me as I walked in "Andy's in his room. He ran up there not allowing us to talk to him"

"I'll go get him" I ran up the stairs and tried to open the door to his room, but it was locked.

"He locked the door" Amy said

"Andy open the door" I yelled. No reply. "ANDY" I started pounding on the door. Still no reply "ANDY OPEN THIS DOOR!"

"Andy please open the door" Amy called out. No reply

"Do you have a key to the door?" They thought about it for a minute

"YES!" Chris ran to the bathroom and came out with a key. He gave it to me and I opened Andy's bedroom door

I almost cried at the sight I saw. It was Andy laying on his bed, holding an empty bottle of anti-depressants. Right next to him was a note. I picked it up and read it

'Friends and Family, I tried being strong. I tried to keep a smile on. I tried to battle through this. But sometimes breathing gets too hard and you just have to say goodbye. Well this is my goodbye. Ash, I'm sorry. I know you tried to help me. I know you wanted me to be strong. I love you. Remember that. Mom and dad, I'm sorry I wasn't the perfect son. I'm sorry I went through this fucking phase. I'm sorry for everything. I just need to go. So goodbye.

Love, Andy'

I put it down and dropped to my knees. I burried my face in my hands and started crying.

Chris and Amy started crying, I think they got done reading the note.

"I'm a failure" I whispered

"No Ashley" His mom called out "You tried. That's all you could really do"

"I'll call 911. Maybe they can bring him back" I pulled my phone out of my pocket and quickly dialed 911

"Let's leave Ashley alone" I heard Chris say walking out of the room as I was on the phone. The ambulance said they'd be here in fifteen minutes. I walked over to Andy and held his hand

"Andy, please don't go. Please stay. I need you. I love you" I kissed his forehead and sat down next to him on his bed. I continued holding his hand and crying. I don't know what I'm going to do without Andy

He's the only person who knows how to make me smile. I need Andy. I don't want to live without him.

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