Ashley went to go check up on Andy. He heard some weird noises coming from his room. He knocked on the door.
'Andy? You in there?' he asked.
He knocked again. When there was no answer he unlocked the door and walked in. He was surprised. He thought Andy might be hurt or even worse kidnapped! He checked the room. No Andy. He walked into the bathroom and there Andy was in the tub. It was full of blood.
'Oh my gosh!' Ashley screamed.
He whipped out his phone and called 911. He was almost in tears. Ashley dragged Andy out of the tub and felt for a pulse. Thank goodness he was still alive. His pulse was week though. He sat by his side holding his hand.
'Andy you have got to hold on. You can't give up on me. You are my friend...'
He could of swore he saw Andy's hand twitch. The paramedics arrived and started to ask questions.
'What happened?' 'How long has he been like this?' 'What is his name?' 'How old is he?'
Ashley answered them the best he could. Just as they were getting to leave he held Andy's hand.
'Andy please don't give up on me... I... I love you.' Ashley kissed his forehead and then sat down and cried.
