#WHY DID DON HAVE TO DO THIS TO ANDY MY SWEETHEART 😭😭

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Andy Barclay x reader "maria"

Scenario: Andy died and Maria had just come home from work and she saw his dead body.

Another day...another work day having to stay at work for 4 more hours which means, less andy. Honestly, I don't know what I'd do without him. I just miss him so much I had to sneak on my phone and text him.

M: baaabbeee, can we have a cuddle date? x

A: only if there can be kisses too. x

M: of course x

A: how long until you're out of work? x

M: just over half an hour ); x

A: awh, I miss you x

M: I miss you too x

A: can we also watch a movie? Maybe The Banana Splits Movie? You alllwaays talk about it and I've never seen it so, can we? x

M: yes x

A: good. I miss you so much. x

M: I miss you too. x

A: I love you. x

M: I love you too. See you soon, my boss is gonna kill me if he sees that I'm not working but I love you more then anything and anyone. Bye 🥺🥰🥺🥰 x

He didn't reply after that text. Why? He literally has mommy issues for me.

Timeskip

I had just gotten home from work and a uber was leaving the street when everybody around here has a car. Why?

The bedroom light was on so he must've been awake and waiting for me in bed. I just can't wait to be able to cuddle him again.

I grab my backpack from the back seats and lock my car and then go inside and drop my bag next to his in the porch and he'd usually be like "babe? Hello?" Or just come downstairs and hold me hostage with cuddles and kisses all night, but tonight felt different.

I walk up the stairs and the bedroom door was open and I couldn't hear his breathing or a movement or even a word from him except for my footsteps echoing throughout the house.

I walked inside and my heart shattered.

His wrists were tied up to the headboard and his throat has been gutted. His head was facing left and his legs were too. His fingers were still and the right side of his neck was stabbed.

"Andy?..." I ask, no response.

Then I remembered, it's that time of year again.

I can't belive this could happen to him.

I broke down on the floor and kneeled next to him with tears streaming down my face and I felt like this was it. He didn't deserve this.

I layed next to him and cried into his chest and mumbled all sorts of things and even this didn't make me feel better.

Not after he had just proposed to me last night.