A/N: Hey, I'm back. Miss me much? Yeah, I doubted it. Please R/R to let me know if I should keep going. I've had other ideas for fics, but I think I like this one. I dunno. Anyway, happy reading.
Laine sat in stunned silence. When she finally found her voice, she croaked, "But w-why? Why would she do that?"
The nurse sighed. "I can't answer that. But I do know that she is in critical condition. We're going to try and do everything we can."
"I see. Thank you." Laine's mother was on her feet, ready to go. Mrs. Cummings' lips were pale and pressed together. Just as she reached for Laine's arm, Dr. Chen came out of the double doors.
"Doctor," Laine rushed up to him, feeling a wave of nausea pass over her. "Is she-is she okay?"
The doctor frowned. "I'm sorry. She's gone."
"NO!" screamed Laine, throwing herself at the doctor. "NO! She didn't! She wouldn't! NO! NO! NO!"
The nurse and Mrs. Cummings eventually pried Laine off of Dr. Chen, who looked flustered and walked off immediately.
Laine slowly sat down on the cold, hard ground. A million thoughts were running through her head, but none would come out of her mouth. Slowly, slowly, she felt the full impact of Dr. Chen's words. Liz was gone. She was never, ever coming back. And it was all because of Laine. Everything was Laine's fault. Everything.