Olivia's POV

Of course the little bitch gets her boy saved. Whatever I'm to angry to do anything but rage. I look down at Andy's lifeless body in my lap and sigh. The guys crowd around and Sydney just turns away. She knows to well the story of death. We all do in fact but the guys don't. They look lost, afraid, alone. I shove all my anger into the back of my head, I need to be strong. Now is not the time for me to go rip someone's head off. "Is he-" Jinxx whispers and I nod slowly. He chokes on tears and the guys look stunned. "He must have hit his head..." Sydney says quietly before walking down stairs to start on the mess. I shut my eyes tight as my head starts spinning. Did you love him? His blue eyes, his smile? Does it matter now? No. No it doesn't matter. I growl quietly to myself angry that this happened. I ignore the sounds the guys sobbing cquietly to themselves and just start at Andy's pale, lifeless face. I sigh and move to lay Andy's body down when I feel a slight twitch. Did he move? Is he alive? No... It he couldn't be, I just bumped him. He's dead. Isn't he?