Her (COMPELETED)

Gun shots

Third person POV

Stood in front of Lizzie, was the one who loves her the most... more than anyone can put into words. "JEN!" Lizzie shouted, she saw Jen's knees about o buckle and managed to catch her before falling onto the floor. Jen looked up at Lizzie and smiled a little.
"Heh... I'm s-sorry... for a-all that has happened." Her breathing was lessoning, the pain in her chest was unbearable. "I l-love you, and I will al-always remember you." She spoke with a soft voice, and saw Lizzie lean down, pressing her soft lips against her own.
"I love you too..." Lizzie whispered, she removed her jacket and quickly folded it so Jen could rest her head against it. "And you!"
Lizzie stood up and faced Timothy, he had a sadistic smile spread across his face, he felt absolutely nothing, all he could think to do was laugh. Lizzie however was angry- no that isn't the right word to describe her emotions, she stormed closer to Tim, and grabbed his shirt pushing him right to the edge of the cliff.
"WHY DID YOU HAVE TO PULL THE TRIGGER? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO KILL THE PEOPLE I LOVE!"
The sound of sirens could be heard, and many footsteps. Lizzie didn't care for them, there was one thing left for her to do.
"Goodbye, Timothy." She let go of his shirt and used both her hands to push him back, knowing he will not survive the fall...