This is Torres POV! And, then on, Enjoy! :]

   After, I have heard the gunshot, I knew it was over. He was dead. Dead as me..He shot himself, so he wouldn't carry this burden, and he didn't want to get Tormented for days, in his room..But I gave him that, and I did the job..I did the job, what Gabriel told all of the alternates..Kill atleast one human. I did. My Bestest Friend..was now one of my victims, and one of Gabriel's victims..
I bust down the door..I saw blood, everywhere..On the walls, the floor..And on Heathcliffs head, I walk over to him, and touch his forehead, for a while..He was cold, surprisingly..Since he wears a jacket all of the time..

    "I'll meet you again someday, Heathcliff.." I whispered to him...Though, I knew he couldn't hear me, he was dead, it couldn't be possible..for him to hear, si? Yeah..It couldn't just be possible.. My grin, on the half of my face, it's always lying..On the other side of my face..I was sobbing..I just killed my best friend..for nothing..I hug him closely..He's yet so cold..Yet paralyzed..I sob In his jacket, Hating the fact, that I heard his death..It was tragic..and..Unhappy. I heard the cries that he let out, repeating me to go..I wanted to listen, but as much as I could, I couldnt..Gabriel would probably go after him, and me..If you don't know Gabriel, technically the other Satan, he made the alternates exist, in Mandela County. He made little children have nightmares, made people loose their madness, and go co-coo. He said it was fun to watch. I, personally, do not see that as fun..
I picked up Heathcliff, he was light to carry, light as a feather..I dragged him outside..Over to the garden..When we were younger, we would always play in that garden..Sarah would always come along aswell...

   "I'll always be here with you, Heathcliff.." I whispered under my breath, and along the night that was a disaster..I spent my time cleaning the blood off of his face..