Disclaimer: Muhahaha!! I OWN Lizzie McGuire. I keep Lizzie, Miranda and
Gordo in a glass box under my bed. This story is true from beginning to
end! I promise you that…Muhahahahah!!!….What? You don't believe me…but, but
why!? Oh…that's right. Lizzie McGuire isn't real…it's just a TV show. Gosh,
I'm stupid. ~~~ You guys get that this is purely fictional? Good. No
chance of suing me then. Thanks! ~~Victori
"Lizzie," Gordo's voice was shaking. "Lizzie…did you hear me?! I said Miranda--."
"Yes, Gordo!" Lizzie choked out, tears filling her eyes. "I heard you, you don't need to repeat it!" Lizzie paused. She tried to clear her voice, staring blankly at the wall at the foot of her bed. Why did Miranda go? They told her she'd be in trouble, they told her it was stupid. Why hadn't they stopped her? If they had stopped her this wouldn't have happened. She'd be fine… "Gordo?" she whispered. "Gordo…I--," she broke herself off as sobs overtook her body.
"Lizzie? Sweetie," Gordo's own voice was choked with tears. "Talk to me…"
"I—I need you to come here," she managed to force out. "I need you with me."
"I'll be there in two seconds," Gordo declared before hanging up the phone.
Lizzie stared at the receiver for a moment before gently placing it on the charger. What was she going to do now?
"Lizzie," Gordo's voice was shaking. "Lizzie…did you hear me?! I said Miranda--."
"Yes, Gordo!" Lizzie choked out, tears filling her eyes. "I heard you, you don't need to repeat it!" Lizzie paused. She tried to clear her voice, staring blankly at the wall at the foot of her bed. Why did Miranda go? They told her she'd be in trouble, they told her it was stupid. Why hadn't they stopped her? If they had stopped her this wouldn't have happened. She'd be fine… "Gordo?" she whispered. "Gordo…I--," she broke herself off as sobs overtook her body.
"Lizzie? Sweetie," Gordo's own voice was choked with tears. "Talk to me…"
"I—I need you to come here," she managed to force out. "I need you with me."
"I'll be there in two seconds," Gordo declared before hanging up the phone.
Lizzie stared at the receiver for a moment before gently placing it on the charger. What was she going to do now?