3*Junior Year(flashback)*

I walked into the hell hole that people called school in the same outfit as any other day.  Of course, I wore different clothes every day but you know I can't dress how I want to without being labelled as the gross emo fag. Today I wore a Motley Crue band t-shirt,  black ripped jeans, and a striped long sleeve shirt underneath. Andy is probably with his slut of a girlfriend Scout and I'm alone on my seventeenth birthday. I sighed as I tugged onto my sleeves and was ripped out of my thoughts by Andy.

"Happy Birthday to my favourite person!" He said happily

"Yeah, yeah, save it," I mumbled 

"Are you okay?" He said and I started to walk away not wanting to talk to anybody. I just wanted to cry, because all I saw behind him was his girlfriend mentally insulting me. "Cas, come back," He said and I kept walking. "Cas," He said raising his voice and grabbing me by the wrist. I whimpered and I'm guessing Andy saw the pain on my face. 

He softly grabbed me and walked me over to a corner where nobody was. He grabbed me by my arms and looked at me in the eyes. I just put my head down when he started to lift up my sleeves. I heard a faint gasp come from him and then the other sleeve went up, revealing the ugly red lines that I have grown to love these past few months. I yanked them away from Andy and quickly grabbed my backpack from the floor and slung it over my shoulders. 

"Cas," He said with a crack in his voice "Why,"

"Because it's what gives me comfort because you're too busy with your slut of a girlfriend to even realise how I get treated," I said letting a tear fall down my cheek 

"So this is Scout's fault?" He said obviously getting mad.

"No, that's not what I-" He cut me off

"God damn it, Cassie,  you're never happy for me anymore. You wanted me to get a girlfriend, and now you're blaming it on her?" He yelled

"Andy listens to me, you're too busy with her to even realise how I get treated at the damn school.  These bruises that I got from 'falling down my stairs'  are from people here, Scout's fri-" He cut me off once again

"What the hell, you know if you don't like my girlfriend then fucking leave me alone." His words hit me like a truck, is he being serious?

"Andy, you don't me-"

"Get the fuck out of my life, " He said while chucking a neatly wrapped box at my feet "Happy Birthday, Bitch." He mumbled as he walked away from me, his best friend since he was five, and going to his girlfriend. I picked up the box and carefully carried it to my class, tears were rapidly streaming from my face. I walked in and remembered that Andy was in my class. I sat down next to him because that was my assigned seat. He passed me a note in the middle of class reading:

Cassie,

Don't ever try to bring the one who I love into what you're going through. Don't blame her for you cutting your self. I always knew you were a shallow person at heart. I cant' fucking believe that I stayed by your side for as long as I did. So whenever you can, go fucking kill yourself.

I let out a sob and quickly covered my mouth to silence the cry. Andy looked up clearly worried about what I had just read. The teacher walked out of the room, for reasons unknown but it was the perfect timing. 

"Fuck you, Biersack." I sobbed as I threw the paper at him and grabbed my things to leave. 

-Andy's POV-

I handed her the paper that Juliet told me to give to her and NOT to read. About five minutes later, she let out a heartbreaking sob, and quickly covered it. She stood up and sobbed something and threw the paper at me. I picked it up as she left and read it with concern. She thinks I wrote that. No.