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(Also I'm not gonna write this how I usually would from Aaron's POV, if you've read my other fics you might understand how I write his POV but I'm making this different)
Aaron can sense something is wronge, The bathroom door has been shut for far to long, he hadn't seen who had gone in there but based on Nickys voice coming from the dorm kitchen it was Andrew.
A small sense of unease turns in his stomach, the light is on but there's no actually sounds of movement from the other side of the door.
Aaron had noticed Andrew getting worse, shutting off and not going to therapy or practice, Kevin was pissed at that and tried to force his way into Andrews room when Andrew had kicked them out not long ago,
For some reason Aaron had stopped kevin with the help of Nicky and they had went to practice without Andrew.
It was no surprise Andrew was getting worse, after all thanksgiving was approaching and Aaron's days were filled with the thoughts of a racquet in his hands and his twin brother pressed into a mattress.
Even though it was expected that Andrew would close off especially without Josten around, Aaron still felt the unease grow whilst staring at the bathroom door, if Aaron forces his ears to listen he can hear Andrew faintly breathing fast and a small clatter of something hitting the tiled floor.
Usually Aaron would brush it off as Andrew having a panic attack and needing time alone like he has been needing the last few days but this feels different in a way that's unexplainable.
So Aaron decides to wait until Andrew comes out the bathroom to bundle himself back up in bed and stare into nothing.
Distantly he can hear Nicky still chatting on the phone to Erik in the kitchen, ever since November had rolled around Nicky had been calling Erik more for support, they all had nightmares about that day at Luther and Maria's house, well except Kevin.
Nicky had tried to talk to Andrew the first time the blond hadn't got out of bed, Nicky was unsurprisingly ignored, Aaron hadn't bothered to try, he knew that Andrew needed Neil who was in New York and would come back on thanksgiving day which was only the next day.
It's silent, besides Nicky in the kitchen it's silent, no more heavy breathing, Andrew could just breathing quietly but he doubts it, Andrews panic attacks these days have never been this quick.
Aaron moves towards the door without even realising he's moving and knocks.
"Andrew? You alright?" He asks trying to keep his voice down so Nicky doesn't get worried but he also needs Andrew to hear him.
When there's no response Aaron knocks again.
"Andrew?, if your okay can atleast just tap back?" Aaron tries, in one of the joint sessions with Besty, Besty had explained that Andrew doesn't always feel like responding verbally, so tapping or just making a sort of noise should be easy.
Slowly Aaron's anxiety creeps in and he knocks more rapidly.
"Andrew! Can you open the door!?" Aaron tries to call out to Andrew again, then something wet seeps into his sock, expecting water he looks down and sees red seeping from under the small crack of the door, slowly but a lot of it.
"ANDREW!" Aaron screams slamming his shoulder into the door desperately, drawing Nickys attention from the kitchen.
"Aaron what's going on?" Nicky rushes over and trying to stop Aaron by grabbing the shoulder Aaron isn't slamming into the door
"it's Andrew! There's blood!" Aaron pulls away to slam his shoulder back into the creaking door, hoping it would give way just so he can get to his brother.
Nicky gasps "I'll call an ambulance!" he rushes back to the kitchen probably where he dropped his phone when he heard Aaron scream.
Slowly the door starts to cave in, Aaron steps back and starts kicking the door handle, remembering when Neil had done the same last year to get to Andrew and how fast the door had broke open.
There's a click of the lock breaking out of place under Aaron's shoe, he puts his leg down and pushes only for the door to meet some resistance, somethings blocking the door from opening and Aaron has a feeling it's Andrew.
Feeling sick Aaron continues to push the door open forcing Andrew away from the door.
He manages to get it open enough to slide inside and his heart drops somewhere near his shoes.
Andrews laid on the floor, still in pajamas from 3 days ago, armbands no where to be seen and one of his blades on the floor near Aaron's feet.
There's a pool of blood that looks straight out of a horror movie as Aaron grabs someone's towel then rushing to his twin brothers side, Aaron finds both of Andrews wrists slit open, there's not a single peice of skin that isn't covered in blood, Nicky rushes in and stumbles back into the sink.
"Oh my God!" Nicky gasps grabbing more towels.
"Hold them tightly on his wrists" Aaron sobs, his eyes feeling wet as he reaches two bloodied fingers to Andrews neck, Andrews pale, purple eye bags under his eyes, lips split and face slack, it's sickening how much Andrew looks like how he did last year.
One thing draws his attention back to checking Andrews pulse, it's the fact that there is no pulse, just nothing.
"Shit..Andrew" Aaron mutters softly, clasping one hand over his other hand and pressing onto Andrews sternum and starting CPR whilst Nicky cries and wraps Andrews wrists with the towels.
"Hold tighter Nicky, when are the paramedics getting here?" Aaron asks trying to panic anymore then he already is, he needs a clear mind if he wants his brother to make it to the hospital alive.
"Uh um! The lady said a few minutes" Nicky responds, voice shaking just as much as his hands even whilst pressed against Andrews wrists, the blood still seeping through the towels.
Aaron barely registers paramedics rushing in and taking over CPR, Nicky and Aaron stand back against the wall in the hall watching the paramedics talk quickly amongst each other, saying medical terms that usually Aaron would understand now sounds like gibberish.
Nickys hands cups Aaron's face wiping away tears Aaron didn't even know where falling.
He feels likes he's floating, hands covered in blood, jeans wet on the knees down with blood, everything covered in blood.
"He'll be okay.." Aaron whispers, trying to sob, trying to convince himself that Andrew will make it as the paramedics continue calling out medical terms to one another.
"He will... he will" Nicky mumbles back, pulling Aaron into a hug that he's to exhausted to pull away from.
If Andrew dies. He's leaving everyone. Including Neil who is ment to be coming back the very next day, he'll be leaving Nicky, Kevin and Betsy. Everyone who cared for Andrew in theyr own way.
Aaron wouldn't have a brother anymore if Andrew dies.
Nicky whispers reassurance into Aaron's ear but he barley hears it over his brain panicking.
All he can hope for is Andrew lives, because Aaron won't make it if Andrew doesn't.