Chapter 3

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  Liam's heart dropped down to his stomach when he heard the gunshot. He ran faster then ever towards the sound, hoping that it was just a bird (or anything that wasn't Zach) that had been shot. With everything that just happened in less then an hour, he had no idea what on earth to do, except try to find Zach after what he had done to him. What was I thinking, I should have just told him earlier. Liam was nearing the area where the sound had came from.

  There is a feeling of panic that grabbed control of Liam's body as he saw the alley were the noise came from. He slowly neared it, as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, just barley noticing the rain heavily pounding down on the pavement. When he entered the ally his fears were confirmed. He saw a thin, frail body on the ground, a gaping and bloody hole in his stomach. Then and there he broke down into tears and ran over to the body. He dialed 911 as he stared down at Zach's face, not able to tell weather he was unconscious or not. "Zach?! Zach, please! I'm sorry!" he sobbed, putting presure on the bullet wound. He moved Zach's head unto his lap "I'm sorry! I-I'm so sorry! I lov-ve you, damnit! I love you s-so much Zac-ch! I'm sorry, for all those t-times I called you u-ugly! And when I told you we would neve-er be together!"

   His sobs were interupted by a moan of pain. "I-I l-love y-you t-to...", green orbs, partialy covered by curly brown hair, peering up at the lumberjack. "L-l-liamm." his voice died down and his eyes fluttered shut. The sounds of ambulances grew closer. "NO! Zach stay with me! PLEASE... please..." But with every please that Liam said, Zach's breathing only slowed down even more.

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