(A/N: Long time, no update, but hey, time goes by too fast! For you emotional people, grab your tissues!!)

Chapter 13: "A Nightmare".

Gordo finally fell asleep and started dreaming. But it wasn't a nice dream. In fact, it was very dreadful.

Gordo's Dream:

Gordo and his parents walked into Hillridge Funeral Home. In front of him, he saw a casket with a familiar person in it. In his mind, he knew who it was, but he just couldn't believe it. There lay his precious Lizzie. The Lizzie he loved so much, gone. He walked up to the front, to go view her for the last time. He looked at her angelic face, with tears rolling down, he whispered, "I love you." He knew she couldn't hear him, but it made him feel better by saying so. Then, it hit him. Like an arrow. He had never, in person, while she was alive, told her that he loved her. His heart felt like breaking. Finally he couldn't take it anymore and ran out of the room.

He ran as fast as he could to Lizzie's house. The door was unlocked, so he let himself in and ran upstairs to her room. When he walked in, the tears ran down his face. Many memories of all of the great times they had hung out and did stuff together came back to him. He fell on her bed and started crying. Then he gained his senses and started to search her room for any notebooks, diaries, or papers. He wanted to know if she had ever had any feelings for him. He knew she didn't, but he wanted to be 100% sure. He ransacked her room, looking. He flipped through what seemed like dozens of journals. Many were filled with scribbles about Ethan Craft. In his grief, he shredded some of those up. After going through what felt like everything in her room, he gave up, and left.

He went outside, and headed to a secret place. A place only Lizzie and him knew about. Not even Miranda knew about it. He saw the big old tree that Lizzie and him had climbed up so many times, trying to see who could beat who to the top. He started climbing. There was no need for this life anymore. No need whatsoever, because he couldn't spend it with Lizzie. Without her, he'd be lonely forever. Because one was the loneliest number. A song played in his head.

One is the loneliest number,
One is the loneliest number,
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do,
One is the loneliest,
One is the loneliest,
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do.
It's just no good anymore since you went away,
One is the loneliest number,
One is the loneliest number,
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do,
One is the loneliest number,
One is the loneliest number,
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do...

He climbed to the top of the tree, and got ready to jump. He took in a deep breath and...woke up!

End of dream
Gordo jerked up and gasped. That dream was awful. It was now morning and light was pouring into the cave. He looked over to see Lizzie peacefully sleeping and it scared him. She almost looked lifeless. He shook her lightly and called out "Lizzie!! Wake up!!" She slowly opened her eyes and then looked startled to see Gordo right there.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Thank God, you're alive!" he said.

"What do you mean? Did I almost die??" she asked, panicking.

"No, no, I just had a horrible dream is all," he said.

"Oh Gordo, I'm sorry, I know how it is to have bad dreams," she expressed her sympathy.

"Yeah, it really freaked me out there for a sec," he said.

"What happened, did I die or something?" she asked.

"Yeah, and I never got to tell you something, I was so distraught that I, well, never mind," he said. He didn't want to scare her.

"What Gordo?" she asked.

"I almost jumped from a tree," he confessed.

"What on earth did you want to tell me??" she asked. With that question, Gordo blushed.

"I wanted to tell you how I felt about you," he said.

"And that is...??" she asked.

He took both her hands and took a deep breath. "Lizzie, I...."

(HAHAHA!!!! A cliffhanger! Don't get mad at me please!!)