Disclaimer: (See chapter one)
A/N: I'm glad you guys (or girls) liked it! Keep reviewing and it'll keep comin!
After the doctor left, Miranda looked down at the blanket. Lizzie and Gordo could see tear drops falling from the young girl's face. Gordo walked towards the bed, leaving Lizzie dazed. "Baby? As in ~your~ baby?" he asked softly. She nodded. "How? What happened?" he asked again.
She answered him quietly, as though she was talking to herself. "It was right before Christmas. You all know that me and Ethan were going out at the time. For a while, I believe we both felt the relationship going down. But we didn't want to. We did everything we could to keep it up. So we tried something new It was only once. And the next day, we just figured it wasn't meant to be and parted out separate ways. A couple of weeks later, I was beginning to show signs of pregnancy. I went to a doctor and he confirmed it. I tried to keep it from both of you. I lied about my back and the surgery...those were the days I had morning sickness. But I couldn't do it anymore. That's what I was coming to tell you today, Lizzie."
Lizzie never moved. The only thing different about her since she found out, was the tears rolling down her pale cheeks. She fell to the floor in a ball, and cried her heart out. Her best friend had lied to her about the most important thing to her at the moment. And she had just lost it. It was more than Lizzie could handle. For some reason, she turned her sorrow into anger. She jumped up and stomped over to the bed. "How could you do this?! I mean, you knew it was wrong in the first place and you did it anyway! And look at what it has caused you!! That was stupid Miranda! Stupid!!" Lizzie yelled as she ran out the door.
Miranda just sat there in shock. She didn't even feel Gordo hug her and tell her that he'll talk to Lizzie. But she did snap into reality when she heard the door slam. She rolled over and pulled something out of the bed stand (or whatever it's called). It was a journal - she had requested one to have. Since her freshman year, she has kept a journal of her deepest feelings. It has always made her feel better. She began to write,
January 8, 2006
Today has been one heck of a day. I head over to Lizzie's house to tell her that I'm pregnant. Of course, with my luck, I have a wreck and it's gone. Both my baby and my friendship with Lizzie. I wanted her to be there for me...to support me. But she yells at me and told me it was a stupid thing to do. And I admit it was. Both Ethan and I were caught up in staying the 'it' couple, we would try anything. But it got me all this trouble. And I feel like a murderer inside. I killed my baby...my little girl. And I already had a name picked out for her. Haley Danielle. I loved it. Now, I don't have a child to name. And the doc said I may never have another baby because the wreck damaged something. And what's worst of all is, I haven't told Ethan yet. How will I do that? I need my own personal 'Dear Abby'. But right now I need sleep. Bye!
Miranda then stuck it under the stand and cuddled into the covers for some much needed sleep.
The next morning, Miranda was having to have surgery to remove the baby because it was too far into the pregnancy. After it was over and she was wheeled into her room, she spotted Lizzie looking out the window. She turned and looked at Miranda. She opened her mouth to speak, but Miranda interrupted her. "I forgive you," she said and smiled. "How did you know what I was going to say?" Lizzie asked. Miranda laughed. "Girl...you're my best friend. I can read your mind!" Both girls laughed. Then they heard the door open.
It was Gordo. "Girls," he said. "I've got some new y'all would like to hear."
A/N: I know this chapter was mostly Miranda, but the next one will be about Lizzie's POV through this point. And I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I'm sick and my fingers hurt.
REVIEW!! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!!!!
A/N: I'm glad you guys (or girls) liked it! Keep reviewing and it'll keep comin!
After the doctor left, Miranda looked down at the blanket. Lizzie and Gordo could see tear drops falling from the young girl's face. Gordo walked towards the bed, leaving Lizzie dazed. "Baby? As in ~your~ baby?" he asked softly. She nodded. "How? What happened?" he asked again.
She answered him quietly, as though she was talking to herself. "It was right before Christmas. You all know that me and Ethan were going out at the time. For a while, I believe we both felt the relationship going down. But we didn't want to. We did everything we could to keep it up. So we tried something new It was only once. And the next day, we just figured it wasn't meant to be and parted out separate ways. A couple of weeks later, I was beginning to show signs of pregnancy. I went to a doctor and he confirmed it. I tried to keep it from both of you. I lied about my back and the surgery...those were the days I had morning sickness. But I couldn't do it anymore. That's what I was coming to tell you today, Lizzie."
Lizzie never moved. The only thing different about her since she found out, was the tears rolling down her pale cheeks. She fell to the floor in a ball, and cried her heart out. Her best friend had lied to her about the most important thing to her at the moment. And she had just lost it. It was more than Lizzie could handle. For some reason, she turned her sorrow into anger. She jumped up and stomped over to the bed. "How could you do this?! I mean, you knew it was wrong in the first place and you did it anyway! And look at what it has caused you!! That was stupid Miranda! Stupid!!" Lizzie yelled as she ran out the door.
Miranda just sat there in shock. She didn't even feel Gordo hug her and tell her that he'll talk to Lizzie. But she did snap into reality when she heard the door slam. She rolled over and pulled something out of the bed stand (or whatever it's called). It was a journal - she had requested one to have. Since her freshman year, she has kept a journal of her deepest feelings. It has always made her feel better. She began to write,
January 8, 2006
Today has been one heck of a day. I head over to Lizzie's house to tell her that I'm pregnant. Of course, with my luck, I have a wreck and it's gone. Both my baby and my friendship with Lizzie. I wanted her to be there for me...to support me. But she yells at me and told me it was a stupid thing to do. And I admit it was. Both Ethan and I were caught up in staying the 'it' couple, we would try anything. But it got me all this trouble. And I feel like a murderer inside. I killed my baby...my little girl. And I already had a name picked out for her. Haley Danielle. I loved it. Now, I don't have a child to name. And the doc said I may never have another baby because the wreck damaged something. And what's worst of all is, I haven't told Ethan yet. How will I do that? I need my own personal 'Dear Abby'. But right now I need sleep. Bye!
Miranda then stuck it under the stand and cuddled into the covers for some much needed sleep.
The next morning, Miranda was having to have surgery to remove the baby because it was too far into the pregnancy. After it was over and she was wheeled into her room, she spotted Lizzie looking out the window. She turned and looked at Miranda. She opened her mouth to speak, but Miranda interrupted her. "I forgive you," she said and smiled. "How did you know what I was going to say?" Lizzie asked. Miranda laughed. "Girl...you're my best friend. I can read your mind!" Both girls laughed. Then they heard the door open.
It was Gordo. "Girls," he said. "I've got some new y'all would like to hear."
A/N: I know this chapter was mostly Miranda, but the next one will be about Lizzie's POV through this point. And I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I'm sick and my fingers hurt.
REVIEW!! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!!!!