Lizzie waited impatiently in the hospital. What was taking so long? Why wouldn't they tell her about Gordo? She sat down and put her head in her hands. God why didn't she believe Ethan? Deep down she always knew what he said was the truth. It was all her fault! She thought to herself. Please, god please let Gordo be ok. She thought. Just then a nurse came in. She talked to the parents and then left. The parents face were horror stricken.

Lizzie: (formally) Mr. and Mrs. Gordon.

Mr. Gordo: Lizzie we have some news for you. Gordo is dead.

And with that they left. Lizzie sat down. No, no he can't be dead, a dream, a horrible nightmare. Gordo wasn't dead. A single tear escaped her eyelids. This was all her fault. She should have told someone. She should have told Gordo! Now was too late. Now David zephyr Gordon was dead. Lizzie sighed one last long sigh and stood up. Without a second glance back she walked out of the door. Tears now steadily rolling down her cheeks. Why, why did Gordo have to die? It should have been her. She went home and lied on her bed. Gordo was dead, he would never see here again. She would never see him again. She cried herself to sleep that night and forever more she always remembered Gordo as the boy she loved, the boy she would never forget, the boy who saved her life.

A/n: This is the last chapter except for the epilogue. Please read the epilogue. There is a secret that many will find out.