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Andley- Train Tracks Part 1

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Ashley's P.O.V

A sixteen year old me and Andy were giggling and running towards the train tracks as the boy's chased after us. Me and Andy were much faster then them considering his gazelle legs and my streamlined shape, he stopped panting for a couple of seconds.
"It'll take them ages to catch us up!" panted Andy, resting his hands on his knees fighting for breath.
"It's CC's fault," I panted. "He shouldn't of drank so much," Andy laughed and clapped me on the shoulder, an action he was fond of doing. We were interrupted by the guys pelting down the road at us laughing their drunk heads off all except for CC who was stumbling around like a headless chicken.
We all laughed and took the piss out of him while he tried unsuccessfully to get us into a headlock.
"Hey Guys I have an idea!" Jake shouted drunkly. "Let's cross the tracks," CC and Jinxx nodded eagerly at the danger and stumbled towards the tracks, unstably wobbling across until they reached the end. Jake followed suit and got to the end, looking back at us.
"Come on you two!" shouted Jinxx. Me and Andy looked at each other, debating what to do. Until Andy shrugged and started across the tracks not wanting to look like a pussy I followed him, pushing him playfully. He pushed me back laughing and soon a play fight erupted between us, I pushed him harder and he stumbled backwards, falling onto the greasy tracks. His ankle gave a sickening crunch as he fell.
"Oh Shit!" I cried, bending down to help him, not seeing the headlights coming around the bend. I tried to tend to Andy who was moaning in pain, the guys were screaming at us but they were background noise as I tried to help my best friend. That's when I heard it the sharp toot of a horn, looking up my stomach twisted as the train roared towards us. My mouth opened in shock looking like a cat in headlights, my ears not listening to Andy telling me to run. The driver tried to slam on the brakes but it was too late, Andy's arm swung out just in time knocking me backwards and away from the train as it pelted down on him. I was flying through the air from Andy's blow as I landed my head gave a crack against the stone staining it red, then my vision went black.


I groaned and twisted in my sleep trying to get the memory to go away.

I woke up to the sound of beeping, my eyes focused groggily on the surroundings. I was in a hospital room cards, flowers and soft toys littering the sides of it, the beeping I could hear was the heart rate monitor. Suddenly I remembered last night, the train., Andy.....ANDY! Looking around I couldn't see my best friend anywhere, my heart thumped uncontrollably, Don't panic I thought he's probably in another room. I had to find him, see if he was okay, apologise do anything! Swinging my legs out of bed, I tore at the wires in my arms in my hast to see him, padding out the room I searched for him. Craning my neck around to look I saw a bin piled high with bears, cards and flowers all reading 'Get Well Soon' they couldn't be for me could they? But if they were Andy's why were they in the bin? I saw a nurse come out of a room, carrying clothes, instantly I noticed Andy's batman top amongst them the one he was wearing last night, he was in there! Delighted I ran into the room, but instead of seeing a room that was colourful and bright like mine this one was white and oddly sinister, the only furniture a table in the centre, something lay upon it covered by a bloodied blue blanket a pale hand sticking out from under it. I swallowed my fear as I reached to pull the blanket off, it fell to the floor in a ripple of blue waves. That was when I screamed.

My breathing came in ragged screams, my hands clutching the bedsheets and sweat beading on my forehead.

I woke up again to find a nurse hovering over me, smiling from ear to ear.
"Good Morning Mr Purdy," she beamed.
"Andy," I whispered.
"What was that?" she peered at me curiously.
"Andy, my best friend!, He was in the accident with me!" I screamed at her.
"Mr Purdy it was only you in that accident, nobody else was with you," she reassured me.
"NO!, Your lying to me!, Andy my best friend he was with me he got hit by the train!, We need to save him!" I cried, trying to get out of the bed she pushed me back on it.
"That must have been one bump to the head-" she tried to tend to my wound but I slapped her hands away.
"NO! YOU NEED TO HELP ANDY! HE'S DYING! PLEASE HELP HIM!" I sobbed, shaking her.
"Mr Purdy! Control yourself...NURSE NURSE!" she cried and more hospital staff ran in to hold me down.
"NO PLEASE  YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO ME!" I cried uselessly as they pressed a needle into me, making my body go limp and my eyes close again.


I jolted upright in bed screaming, the bedsheets were wet with sweat and to my horror I saw I had wet the bed again. I whimpered and desperately tried to bundle the sheets up trying to hide them before my aunt saw my embarrassing display.
"Ashie?!" she called, running into my room. "Oh Ashie!" I ran to her crying like a baby all over again, while she cooed reassurances into my ear and rubbed my back softly, like she used to do when I was a kid.
"I'm sorry, I wet the bed again," I sobbed into her nightie.
"Ashie that's the third time this week," she mumbled and sighed. "I think it's time to go and see your psychotherapist again sweetie," I nodded, I hadn't had to see my psychotherapist in weeks but now it was nearing the time of year that Andy had.....died. The memories were coming back even more and it caused me to wet the bed and even be bullied. Nobody knows what happened that day I woke up but Andy's body had mysteriously disappeared, along with all the memories of that night,even though I had seen him lying dead with my own two eyes nobody believed me which labelled me the crazy kid at school. The crazy kid who had seen his own best friend die before his eyes and then disappear without a trace. I sighed giving in.
"Okay auntie I'll go tomorrow,"

******
I was walking back into my home town Missouri, we had moved as the bulling had become more and more traumatic. I looked at the psychotherapist's office then towards the graveyard were I had always hung out by after Andy had died, almost hoping that a tombstone would appear one day with his name on it, proving to everybody that I was right. Sighing I walked towards the only comfort I had after that night, the gate creaked becomingly as I walked through it and towards the patch of untouched earth were I had sat when I was just sixteen. I sunk down onto it, realising the feel of the crisp grass against my thighs, I closed my eyes shutting out the dreary day. A sudden change in the wind made me open them again another boy had entered the graveyard his long black coat swirling around his ankles and his short black hair blowing in the sudden wind. His eyes met with my own and I let out a little gasp....Andy.
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Amazing.....this is one of the best things i've ever read, please tell me you're finishing this sometime