A/N: Hi, it's me, Emma. I been gone for a long time, and no updates have come your way. For that I am sorry. I hope you will forgive me, and I offer this chapter as a peace offering. It's quite long, and has many involved conversations. Gordo's back in this one, so he can comfort Lizzie.
That's all I have to say. For now, read, and enjoy! ______________________________________________________________________
What Could Have Been
Chapter 8: What Happened?
Lizzie couldn't believe it. Miranda had hung up on her. Her best friend, hung up on her. Was that even possible?
There had to be an explanation to all of this. Some logical explanation that would tell Lizzie exactly why her friend hung up on her.
Oh, who was she kidding? It was no coincidence. There was no reason for it, save one. Miranda was upset about her and Gordo.
'But,' the logical part of her brain started. 'She was fine when you told her what was happening. It was only after that...'
Ring! Ring!
Her thoughts were interrupted by the shrill sound of the telephone once again. Lizzie jumped for it, hoping and praying to the God of Telephones that it would be Miranda on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hey Liz."
"Miranda?"
Gordo sighed on the other end of the line, smiling softly at Lizzie's silly statement.
"Lizzie, think for a second. Do I really sound like Miranda to you?" He grinned at the sigh that escaped her lips after he said this. She was cute when she was clueless.
"Sorry Gordo, but I just got of the phone to Miranda. Actually, that's not entirely true. She hung up on me, and I'm sort of waiting for her to call me back," at this statement, Gordo immediately perked up. Miranda hung up on Lizzie? How was that even possible? What could have possibly been the topic of conversation bad enough to make her...uh-oh.
"Oh, Lizzie, I'm so sorry, wow. Were you telling her about, uh, us?"
Lizzie sniffled slightly on the other end, and when Gordo heard this, he wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms and tell her it would all be okay.
Although technically, this was partly his fault, maybe he shouldn't make things worse by coming over there.
"Yeah, I was. But she was fine with it Gordo. Better than fine, she was ecstatic. Then I tell her everything else, about you coming to live with me temporarily, me loving you, and then I hear a 'click' and she's gone." Lizzie decided to put her earlier thoughts to actual sentences. But the fact of saying it out loud only made her realise just exactly what had happened.
Lizzie felt hot tears run down her smooth cheeks, and didn't bother to wipe them away. They made tiny tracks down her face, and her eyes became red and puffy.
"Oh, crap," was Gordo's only reply. What else could he say to that?
"Lizzie, are you so sure she hung up on you? I mean on purpose? Maybe there was a storm, and all the power went out, or something like that. Think about this for a second. This is Miranda we're talking about, your best friend, you tell each other everything, and you support each other through anything. There's a reason for all of this, trust me."
He placed the 'trust me' in there because he knew she would, no matter what, and he needed her to know at least he was there for her.
"I trust you," Lizzie finally amended, and proved Gordo right.
"But I'm just so scared," she continued, her voice so full of pain right then.
"I thought out of all the people, Miranda would be the one who could accept this the most. I was so sure of it Gordo, and now I don't think I'm sure of anything. If that's the way she reacted, think about our parents...what will they say?"
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"What?"
"Mum, wait a second, I don't know if I should tell you this." Matt McGuire kept up the fa
That's all I have to say. For now, read, and enjoy! ______________________________________________________________________
What Could Have Been
Chapter 8: What Happened?
Lizzie couldn't believe it. Miranda had hung up on her. Her best friend, hung up on her. Was that even possible?
There had to be an explanation to all of this. Some logical explanation that would tell Lizzie exactly why her friend hung up on her.
Oh, who was she kidding? It was no coincidence. There was no reason for it, save one. Miranda was upset about her and Gordo.
'But,' the logical part of her brain started. 'She was fine when you told her what was happening. It was only after that...'
Ring! Ring!
Her thoughts were interrupted by the shrill sound of the telephone once again. Lizzie jumped for it, hoping and praying to the God of Telephones that it would be Miranda on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hey Liz."
"Miranda?"
Gordo sighed on the other end of the line, smiling softly at Lizzie's silly statement.
"Lizzie, think for a second. Do I really sound like Miranda to you?" He grinned at the sigh that escaped her lips after he said this. She was cute when she was clueless.
"Sorry Gordo, but I just got of the phone to Miranda. Actually, that's not entirely true. She hung up on me, and I'm sort of waiting for her to call me back," at this statement, Gordo immediately perked up. Miranda hung up on Lizzie? How was that even possible? What could have possibly been the topic of conversation bad enough to make her...uh-oh.
"Oh, Lizzie, I'm so sorry, wow. Were you telling her about, uh, us?"
Lizzie sniffled slightly on the other end, and when Gordo heard this, he wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms and tell her it would all be okay.
Although technically, this was partly his fault, maybe he shouldn't make things worse by coming over there.
"Yeah, I was. But she was fine with it Gordo. Better than fine, she was ecstatic. Then I tell her everything else, about you coming to live with me temporarily, me loving you, and then I hear a 'click' and she's gone." Lizzie decided to put her earlier thoughts to actual sentences. But the fact of saying it out loud only made her realise just exactly what had happened.
Lizzie felt hot tears run down her smooth cheeks, and didn't bother to wipe them away. They made tiny tracks down her face, and her eyes became red and puffy.
"Oh, crap," was Gordo's only reply. What else could he say to that?
"Lizzie, are you so sure she hung up on you? I mean on purpose? Maybe there was a storm, and all the power went out, or something like that. Think about this for a second. This is Miranda we're talking about, your best friend, you tell each other everything, and you support each other through anything. There's a reason for all of this, trust me."
He placed the 'trust me' in there because he knew she would, no matter what, and he needed her to know at least he was there for her.
"I trust you," Lizzie finally amended, and proved Gordo right.
"But I'm just so scared," she continued, her voice so full of pain right then.
"I thought out of all the people, Miranda would be the one who could accept this the most. I was so sure of it Gordo, and now I don't think I'm sure of anything. If that's the way she reacted, think about our parents...what will they say?"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"What?"
"Mum, wait a second, I don't know if I should tell you this." Matt McGuire kept up the fa