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of you know, I was working hard on the 14th chapter to "You've Got Me,
Baby." Well, tell what you think, oh and I plan on updating soon, but I'm
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"Mr. and Mrs. Gordon?" Gordo watched in suspense, as a worried doctor called for his parents. Just on cue, his mother and father entered the small hallway. Unable to speak, they nodded when their names were called and approached the doctor.
"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Gordon," the doctor began. "The car hit the telephone pole on the drivers side, Steve's seat. We were able to remove all the glass from his right arm, and were able to repair his ribs. Unfortunately, there was severe damage done to his brain. We tried our best to revive him," Time seemed to stop for that one-second pause. "but we were unsuccessful. I'm sorry." With that he left.
Soon all three of them retrieved to the hospital room, leaving Gordo all alone, once again. The tears soon came, and once there, there was no stopping them. He sat back down, covered his face with his hands, and cried. He cried for the pain his parent's felt, the pain Steve must have felt, and for the pain he, himself, would forever endure from the gap in his life. The gap in his heart, for which his brother used to fill.
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The tears from the past, surfaced on my face just then. After that terrible time, everything changed. Mom and Dad began working, day and night, night and day. The dinner's we used to have together, turned it to microwaveable dinner's for one. Steve's name was never spoken of again, for it was too hard to relive that night so long ago.
Dannie was the only one to whom I mentioned it too. She was my best and only true friend at the time. Lizzie, Kate, and Miranda never even knew there was a brother in my life. Although I loved him, there never seemed a reason to mention him. There was no reason to tell them; we weren't close like Miranda, Lizzie, and I are now, but still the tale hasn't left my lips and touched their ears, though I am unsure why.
The tears were never ending now, as I continued thinking to the past. The feelings, so deeply locked away for years, wouldn't retrieve back down to where I wished they would remain, forever.
Making my way to the fridge and then to the microwave, I reheated some chicken, rice, corn, and prepared for another meal alone, with nothing but the picture of Steve lying in that hospital bed and Matt's innocent words in my head, "Since you're an only child..." kept repeating in my head, over and over. Oh, too be an only child, then I would never know the pain I felt so often, the pain that killed me inside and out.
ANOTHER NOTE: Well, I know its short, but I updated just yesterday, and this is just a continuation of that chapter. Just to sum things up a little. I've been noted a lot about questions of things to come or things I have mentioned that happened in the past (for example: Why does Lizzie and Miranda hate Dannie) well if you want to know the answer to this question and others you will just have to keep reading.
"Mr. and Mrs. Gordon?" Gordo watched in suspense, as a worried doctor called for his parents. Just on cue, his mother and father entered the small hallway. Unable to speak, they nodded when their names were called and approached the doctor.
"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Gordon," the doctor began. "The car hit the telephone pole on the drivers side, Steve's seat. We were able to remove all the glass from his right arm, and were able to repair his ribs. Unfortunately, there was severe damage done to his brain. We tried our best to revive him," Time seemed to stop for that one-second pause. "but we were unsuccessful. I'm sorry." With that he left.
Soon all three of them retrieved to the hospital room, leaving Gordo all alone, once again. The tears soon came, and once there, there was no stopping them. He sat back down, covered his face with his hands, and cried. He cried for the pain his parent's felt, the pain Steve must have felt, and for the pain he, himself, would forever endure from the gap in his life. The gap in his heart, for which his brother used to fill.
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The tears from the past, surfaced on my face just then. After that terrible time, everything changed. Mom and Dad began working, day and night, night and day. The dinner's we used to have together, turned it to microwaveable dinner's for one. Steve's name was never spoken of again, for it was too hard to relive that night so long ago.
Dannie was the only one to whom I mentioned it too. She was my best and only true friend at the time. Lizzie, Kate, and Miranda never even knew there was a brother in my life. Although I loved him, there never seemed a reason to mention him. There was no reason to tell them; we weren't close like Miranda, Lizzie, and I are now, but still the tale hasn't left my lips and touched their ears, though I am unsure why.
The tears were never ending now, as I continued thinking to the past. The feelings, so deeply locked away for years, wouldn't retrieve back down to where I wished they would remain, forever.
Making my way to the fridge and then to the microwave, I reheated some chicken, rice, corn, and prepared for another meal alone, with nothing but the picture of Steve lying in that hospital bed and Matt's innocent words in my head, "Since you're an only child..." kept repeating in my head, over and over. Oh, too be an only child, then I would never know the pain I felt so often, the pain that killed me inside and out.
ANOTHER NOTE: Well, I know its short, but I updated just yesterday, and this is just a continuation of that chapter. Just to sum things up a little. I've been noted a lot about questions of things to come or things I have mentioned that happened in the past (for example: Why does Lizzie and Miranda hate Dannie) well if you want to know the answer to this question and others you will just have to keep reading.