Prologue.
Andy's P.O.V
"I need an ambulance!"Ashley screamed into the phone, as he slammed down his fist onto the freshly red stained tile beside my head.
Those three words, I hate you. Those are the three words and made me do this, lying here almost dead from the pain of seeing her cry. The razor blade still visible, but I could only make out the sharp edge that pierced my skin not 25 times in 5 minutes. It was the only way; I couldn't live after having done what I did. It was my only escape to let what I did, go.
The tears from those crystal blue eyes, making their way down her face, I couldn't bear to think about it anymore. This had to end, now.
The last thing I remember was the oxygen mask going down over my face as Ashley sat next to me in the ambulance and then, it was all black.
(Okay, so first story, rate and comment? :D )
