"Andy, please don't go."
"I can't do anything about it (Y/N)."
"You can stay here! With me!"
"Baby, you know that's not an option."
"I...I love you."
"I love you too."
Andy replayed this conversation in his head every time he was in trouble. When he was kidnapped by those girls, when they drugged him, when he was in that tv room with that woman, when those kids were beating the shit out of him, when that homeless man almost beat the shit out of him, when he saw Patrick killed Joe, and when he was gearing up to kill the head bitch in charge and save rock and roll.
It was you who kept him going.
Now, laying here on the floor with his hands trying to stop the bleeding from his neck, he saw your sad face and the tears in your eyes as you begged him not to leave.
"Andy!"
He blinked and could've sworn he saw you standing over him.
"Please don't go."
He closed his eyes and thought to himself,
Sorry.
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