Call Me Lizzie
by BeQwerTeep

Disclaimer: Yadda, Yadda, Yadda. See Chapter One.

Author's Note: Not much to say. Thanks to all you guys who have reviewed, sorry if this story feels like it's not going anywhere. I know what I want to do with it, but I'm having some trouble getting there. Anyway, keep reading. Miranda fans, this one's for you.



Chapter 5: Miranda Does Some Chewing


Gordo picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Gordo, you bastard, what did you do to her? If you hurt her-- Gordo you know that I love and respect you, but if you hurt her I won't rest till I see that you are severely punished." Miranda seethed, angry though a bit misguided.

"Miranda, what? What are you talking about?" Gordo asked, confused.

"What am I talking about? What am I TALKING about? Wha-- Gordo, are you stupid?" She asked, outraged.

"Wha--"

"Gordo, Lizzie showed up at my front door less than an hour ago, in tears, she interrupted a great a date with my boyfriend-- who, I'm sure, now thinks that my Cali friends are complete basket cases-- and when I asked her what was wrong the only thing she could even muster through her sobs was your name. Now tell me if that's not a LITTLE suspicious. Look, Gordo, I know you guys were dating a while back, but Lizzie told me you had broken up, she didn't actually tell me why, but if you guys got back together and she's... I dunno, pregnant, or if you-- Gordo, what did you do to her?" Miranda finally finished her tirade with Gordo sputtering and trying to get a word in edgewise the whole time.

"Can I talk now?" Gordo asked sarcastically.

"Look, I don't need your sarcastic bullshit right now. I don't take crap from other people, and I'm certainly not going to take it from you. You have some explaining to do, and you'd better start now." Miranda took his bait and gouged him through the eye with the hook.

Gordo hung his head in defeat. "It's a really long story. I'll tell you, but first, could I talk to Lizzie? Is she there?"

"She's busy right now, and I wouldn't let her talk to you anyway, you fuckup." Gordo reeled at her words. "You've done something to her, and I need to find out what before I can let you guys talk. Who knows, you may say something that'll make her fly off the handle again."

"Fuck you, Miranda, you don't know what the hell you're talking about." Gordo half expected her to jump in at his pause and continue chewing him, but she didn't. "I-- you know what, never mind, I have to go."

Gordo hung up the phone so hard that it fell right out of the cradle again. He reached for it, but then stopped, deciding to leave it off the hook.

"That bitch!" Gordo yelled aloud, kicking his mattress. "Where does she get off telling me that I hurt Lizzie? I didn't do anything to her, at least not physically."

Gordo shook his head at that thought. He sat down, cradling his face in his hands.

"No, I didn't touch her. Jesse--" he spat his name out, "took care of that for me."

He stopped, lifting his head from his hands.

"Jesse." He whispered the name, hatred burning in his eyes. He stood, grabbing his keys and going out the door.

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A full half-hour later, Liz emerged from the steamy bathroom in Miranda's flannel pajamas and a wet ponytail. With her makeup washed off, she looked much younger, more vulnerable.

"You look like a toddler who's just lost his mommy." Miranda said sadly, patting the bed nex to her.

Lizzie smiled weakly, climbing onto the bed and snuggling under the covers next to Miranda.

"Lizzie, what did Gordo do to you?" Miranda asked softly, not sure if Liz was asleep or not.

"It wasn't really Gordo. Or at least, it wasn't just Gordo. He was just sort of... the icing on the cake. Or something." Liz replied sleepily. She lifted up to fluff her pillow, then turned over onto her back. She looked at Miranda, who was lying on her side looking back at her. "A bunch of stuff happened to me, and I went over to Gordo's apartment, just to rest, when I heard a noise in the bedroom. I went to investigate, and when I opened the door, there was Gordo fucking some girl. I think he called her Sarah right before he came, but I don't really remember. It was... awful. I didn't say anything, I just left. Several hours later, I ended up here. That's it. Gordo didn't do anything." She half-smiled at Miranda. "Or, not to me at least."

Miranda wryly smiled back. Then her smile faded.

"Oh my god Lizzie. I called Gordo earlier, while you were in the shower, and I totally chewed him out, and I basically accused him of-- of raping you." She saw Liz's expression of surprise and continued. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know what to think, ya know? I mean, you show up at my door when you should have been across the country at school, and you're in tears crying about Gordo. I didn't know what he had done, so I jumped to conclusions. I shouldn't have. Lizzie, I'm sorry. Oh, I should call him and apologize. I feel so bad now."

"Miranda, don't you dare. He deserved it, and it's not going to be anything compared to the chewing he's gonna get from me. That is, if I even can talk to him without biting his head off, or... crying." She sighed, her eyes getting glassy just at the thought. "God, it's been a long day. I think I'm just going to sleep for 24 hours." She rolled over and put the light out.

"Good night Miranda." Miranda turned her light off too.

"Good night Lizzie." She settled in, trying to get comfortable.

"And Miranda?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

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That's all folks. I'm sorta at a stand still right now, I have a vague idea what I want the next chapter to be, but it may be a while. That, and the fact that I have a two day v-ball tourney tom and sat, posting may not be for a coupla days. But I'll try. Hope you like it so far, and thanks for reading.