The One Left Behind

Summary: Ever since her best friend took his own life away, Gabriella had always blamed herself, after all hadn't he told her that he would die for her? And that's when she meets him; him the guy who she desperately wants to love, his half brother. TxG

Prologue

Flashes of cameras surrounded the old looking house on one of the poorest streets of Albuquerque. Snow flakes covered the ground on this day of celebration. Families from that neighbourhood slowly started to come out of their houses, attracted by all the commotion. One by one they joined the big crowd standing behind the security tape and only watched as the paramedics strolled out a body covered by a blue blanket on a trolley. Everybody quieten as it was placed in an ambulance. Nothing needed to be said, they knew that person was dead.

"Shame, he was such a handsome kid and an artist too," a woman muttered, shaking her head in shock.

"I knew that kid was not stable, I just knew it," another man declared.

"That woman he stayed with, I told them she was not apt enough to raise a boy like him, but who listened? Nobody," an old lady said bitterly.

However their chatters stopped when a young brunette came out of the house, tears falling freely from her eyes, shirt strained with blood.

"Isn't that his girlfriend?"

"Ah man that must suck for her."

"No, she was his best friend but he was in love with her, nothing more, at least that's what his mom told me. Apparently she's the one who found him."

"Shit."

"Yeah, I mean knowing someone who killed himself is one thing, but finding your best friend's dead body laying in a puddle of blood, that's entirely different."

"So that's what happened huh? The kid killed himself?"

"Yep, with a gun. To be precise his newly acquired step-dad's gun."

"How do you know all this?"

"I live in the house right in front of theirs and saw it all happening from my window."

"Why didn't you call the cops?"

"Do you really think I want to talk to the stupid cops all fucking day?"

As the bell of the ambulances and police cars faded away, another scene appeared in her mind.

"East High School junior Eric Marshall, 16, took his life on this 25th of December. Investigators are currently confirming that Marshall did, in fact, committed suicide with a .357 revolver belonging to head-chief police officer, his step-father, Jonathan Culver. Eric Marshall's body was found in a puddle of blood by his classmate whose name will not be mentioned due to a minor age. Any suspicion concerning Marshall's classmate had been dropped upon discovering that she had found the body hours after its fall. It is so bitterly ironic that on the day the lord was born, a life was taken away; that this day meant for celebration will be forever remembered as the day Eric Marshall died in his relatives' and friends' eyes."

As the last word was spoken, Gabriella Montez woke up, heaving deeply, face strained with tears. It was two months and ten days after Eric had been declared dead, and his death had been confirmed as 'suicide'. When the local news had announced that any suspicion about her has been abandoned, it should've brought her to cry in relief. But that wasn't the case. She sighed passing a hand through her hair, trying to forget the memory of the dream she have had every night since that awful, awful day.

Gabriella looked at her radio placed on her night stand and saw it was only 3:42 AM. She got up knowing she wouldn't be able to get anymore sleep tonight, got dressed in her favourite sweats, walked downstairs and went outside, taking off in the dark of the night.

At every step she took, she could still hear his voice echoing freshly in her mind:

"I'm gonna kill myself if you ever leave me Gabi. I just love you so much; I wouldn't be able to survive if you ever tell me you don't want me in your life anymore. You are my life Gabriella and I'd die for you."

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This chapter was really short but it was just to give you guys an idea of what this story will be about.

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