DISCLAIMER: I don't own any part of Lizzie McGuire. All I do own is this
story, and my own fictional characters.
THANX 2: All who reviewed, it really does help!
CHAPTER 2 OF CRUSHED BY LOVE: That Darn Little Letter
Miranda walked slowly towards her office building. She'd been let out just so she could hand in her letter of resignation. She knew that Matt would be furious. Yes, Matt McGuire was her boss. Lizzie's brother. She couldn't just burst out and tell him she was being abused. So as she approached the door, she took a heavy breath in, and knocked.
"Come in!"
"Hiya Miranda!"
"Hey Matt." Miranda burst out in sobs.
"Miranda, what's wrong? I may be a prude boss, but I DO worry about my workers!"
"Matt, I'm going to have to hand you this. There is no real explanation. I just have to." Miranda sped out of the building. She didn't even bother to clean her desk out. She had to be home by six, and if she wasn't, that would mean a beating. A savage beating. She sped up and ran for her life.
Miranda arrived at home at 5:53. Just enough time. She bolted into the kitchen and grabbed a pot. She started to cook the soup. So was so out of it, she didn't notice her husband walk in.
"Miranda! Miranda!"
Miranda woke up to the world. She didn't want her husband to be home. He kept calling her name, so she softly bellowed out: "I'm in the kitchen"
"There you are wake up!"
He slapped her in the face.
"John, why did you have to hurt me this morning?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Because I had to Miranda! A wife isn't meant to work!"
"So what, does that mean I have to stay home all day?"
"Don't fight with me!"
"I can't be a housewife! I love working!"
"Well you know my religion!"
"Whatever! Just don't hurt me again!"
"You're really asking for it!"
He whispered in her ear. He had her thrust against the wall. She was
helpless. He pushed her harder, and she whimpered.
"A wife has to listen to their love!"
Miranda was freaked out. She had her opportunity to get away, and it slipped through her fingers. He started to kiss her, and she wondered what was going to happen. She saw the soup over boil and overflow the pot. She
ran to the pot.
Miranda & John had a silent dinner. She cleared the plates, and he dried them while she washed them as usual. He set off to do some work, and she grabbed the wedding photos, she wanted to be taken back to happiness.
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Lizzie sped down the country road. She wasn't going to let him hurt Miranda. But, she couldn't get past him. He was practically unstoppable. That man, was a beast, and if there was one thing she could do right now, it would be to save her best friend. Right now. As Lizzie tried to think of a plan of action, her phone rang. It was Matt on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hey older sister!"
"Hey little brother!" Lizzie put on a brave voice.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine yourself?"
"Confused!"
"Confused?"
"Yes. Miranda resigned today. She was my best worker!"
"What? How dare he do that?"
"How dare he do what?"
"Matt, please don't ask!"
"LIZZIE! Is it about Miranda?"
"Well, you see, well, um, she gets beaten!"
"BEATEN???"
"Yes beaten. But I only know of one time that's she has been hit."
"When was that?"
"This Morning."
"What? Can you get her to call the police?"
"No." "NO?"
"Can you do something?"
"No, her husband doesn't want her out of the house!"
"Oh My God!"
"I'm coming over. I'm coming over now."
*Dial Tone*
"Matt? Matt?"
Lizzie sat down and sighed. What was she to do? She wanted to do something, but she couldn't! She was dead scared. She was scared? What about how scared Miranda would be?
Sorry about the short chapter! But I hoped you liked it anyway! Please R & R! I'll try and get the next chapter done by Friday. Anyway, ciao for now!
THANX 2: All who reviewed, it really does help!
CHAPTER 2 OF CRUSHED BY LOVE: That Darn Little Letter
Miranda walked slowly towards her office building. She'd been let out just so she could hand in her letter of resignation. She knew that Matt would be furious. Yes, Matt McGuire was her boss. Lizzie's brother. She couldn't just burst out and tell him she was being abused. So as she approached the door, she took a heavy breath in, and knocked.
"Come in!"
"Hiya Miranda!"
"Hey Matt." Miranda burst out in sobs.
"Miranda, what's wrong? I may be a prude boss, but I DO worry about my workers!"
"Matt, I'm going to have to hand you this. There is no real explanation. I just have to." Miranda sped out of the building. She didn't even bother to clean her desk out. She had to be home by six, and if she wasn't, that would mean a beating. A savage beating. She sped up and ran for her life.
Miranda arrived at home at 5:53. Just enough time. She bolted into the kitchen and grabbed a pot. She started to cook the soup. So was so out of it, she didn't notice her husband walk in.
"Miranda! Miranda!"
Miranda woke up to the world. She didn't want her husband to be home. He kept calling her name, so she softly bellowed out: "I'm in the kitchen"
"There you are wake up!"
He slapped her in the face.
"John, why did you have to hurt me this morning?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Because I had to Miranda! A wife isn't meant to work!"
"So what, does that mean I have to stay home all day?"
"Don't fight with me!"
"I can't be a housewife! I love working!"
"Well you know my religion!"
"Whatever! Just don't hurt me again!"
"You're really asking for it!"
He whispered in her ear. He had her thrust against the wall. She was
helpless. He pushed her harder, and she whimpered.
"A wife has to listen to their love!"
Miranda was freaked out. She had her opportunity to get away, and it slipped through her fingers. He started to kiss her, and she wondered what was going to happen. She saw the soup over boil and overflow the pot. She
ran to the pot.
Miranda & John had a silent dinner. She cleared the plates, and he dried them while she washed them as usual. He set off to do some work, and she grabbed the wedding photos, she wanted to be taken back to happiness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lizzie sped down the country road. She wasn't going to let him hurt Miranda. But, she couldn't get past him. He was practically unstoppable. That man, was a beast, and if there was one thing she could do right now, it would be to save her best friend. Right now. As Lizzie tried to think of a plan of action, her phone rang. It was Matt on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hey older sister!"
"Hey little brother!" Lizzie put on a brave voice.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine yourself?"
"Confused!"
"Confused?"
"Yes. Miranda resigned today. She was my best worker!"
"What? How dare he do that?"
"How dare he do what?"
"Matt, please don't ask!"
"LIZZIE! Is it about Miranda?"
"Well, you see, well, um, she gets beaten!"
"BEATEN???"
"Yes beaten. But I only know of one time that's she has been hit."
"When was that?"
"This Morning."
"What? Can you get her to call the police?"
"No." "NO?"
"Can you do something?"
"No, her husband doesn't want her out of the house!"
"Oh My God!"
"I'm coming over. I'm coming over now."
*Dial Tone*
"Matt? Matt?"
Lizzie sat down and sighed. What was she to do? She wanted to do something, but she couldn't! She was dead scared. She was scared? What about how scared Miranda would be?
Sorry about the short chapter! But I hoped you liked it anyway! Please R & R! I'll try and get the next chapter done by Friday. Anyway, ciao for now!