Title: When The Thunder Rolls (Part Six)
Rating: PG13 for some fluff and stuff.
E-mail: tenryu@excite.com
Website: is under construction for a while now
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters; I'm just using them for fun. I'll put them back when I'm done, promise.
Note: This is written in Miranda and Lizzie's point of view.
Note 2: I know that it's taken me a long time to write this but I needed inspiration. After having broken up with one girl and started dating another, I haven't found much time to write anymore. Nor much will to do anything but live my life. But if you understand me at all then you realize that the reason why I wait so long to update is because I don't like to just rush through and write a story, I like some suspense and I want it to be perfect, or damn near close.
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Think of this like an interview of what each character thinks about the other.
~~~~~Miranda~~~~~~
Sometimes I wonder why she loves me so damn much. I wonder what makes her get up every morning and rush to get ready just so that she can jump on the bus and be with me. I wonder what makes her laugh at my stupid jokes and hold me just because she can. I wonder a lot of things about the love of my life, Elizabeth McGuire.
She's always there, but not in a bad way. I enjoy the time we spend together; at times I can't get enough of her. Like we can be sitting together on the couch watching a movie but I feel like we're not close enough. It's like I can never be too close to her.
Occasionally I'll look at her during class and I can't help but smile. Her nose will be wrinkled up as she concentrates on her math. She erases her work and tries again. Then she gets the feeling that someone is watching her so she'll look at me and smile and whisper, "I love you."
Never in my wildest dreams did I think that our lives would end up this way.
Just two years ago Lizzie and I were just friends who panted over Ethan Craft. We had no intentions of becoming something more. But I'm glad that we did.
I screwed up a lot in the beginning of our relationship. I instigated something and then I got scared and ran away. Now I realize how much it hurt Lizzie. And seeing her in pain hurts me more than anyone can ever know.
One night I stayed over at her house while her parents were gone on a trip. It felt a lot like the first time we kissed. The house was quite and it was just us two, but since we were in love now, things were different. We went to bed that night after having dinner and watching a movie. I woke up to Lizzie's cries as she tossed and turned in her sleep.
"Lizzie, it's okay. I'm here." I whispered to her.
I remember her clutching my arm and, while still sleeping, she painfully cried, "Don't leave me ever again Miranda."
Tears flooded my eyes then as they do now because it was so sad. So many others before had burned her, including me, and she was having a hard time learning to trust again.
But she trusted me and I'm glad for that. Because I love her.
Kate and I had become friends again after she had discovered the wonderful world of lesbianism. No, not really. A girl had kissed Kate and she found that she liked it. Scared and unsure of herself, she came to both Lizzie and me to ask us how we figured things out. Since then we had become friends.
Kate dumped her cheerleading friends while still staying a cheerleader. She was actually a cool person once she was taken away from those bitches.
One day during lunch, Lizzie and I had been particularly touchy feely that day, Kate had asked us if we were going to get married one day. I felt like I was backed into a corner. I felt that familiar pressure that I had when I asked Lizzie out and then left the next morning. I wanted to run but I felt Lizzie's hand on my thigh. Somehow I found my confidence.
"I don't know about the future. I try not to worry about what may happen and just live with the here and now. And in the here and now, I'm in love with Lizzie."
"I love you too baby." Lizzie smiled and said to me.
Things were rough for us in the beginning when we were still in middle school. We were the only gay people that were willing to admit it in the entire school. It was strange to have everybody look at us strangely as we passed them in the halls. Basically we had no privacy because everything we did was reported to everybody else.
Once high school rolled around, things were completely different. We met a lot of out and open people that made us not seem so much like freaks. Now we're in tenth grade and things are so great.
The only bad thing about this all is that we lost Gordo. David was in love with Lizzie when she fell in love with me. I knew he liked her, I had always known. But I didn't set out to hurt him; I just knew that Lizzie didn't love him like he wanted her to.
David has moved on now. We see each other at school or in public occasionally but we never speak. He can't seem to get over his ego and try to be friends with us anymore. It hurts Lizzie when she sees him. She wants nothing more than to have our trio back together again, but that'll never happen.
I made a vow to myself the night that Lizzie and I got back together that I would never hurt her anymore. And so far I've been able to live up to that vow.
~~~~~Lizzie~~~~~~
This morning I woke up and the first thought that came through my head was seeing Miranda. All I ever think about anymore is Miranda. She's my first thought in the morning and the last thought that I have at night. When I'm not with her, it's like the world has ceased to exist. And when we finally get together, the world opens up and the skies turn blue. Nothing has ever made me feel as wonderful as Miranda's love. Though my parents don't see it as being a good thing.
Yeah they've learned to accept it even though they don't want to. I never understood why they couldn't just accept it and treat it the way that everyone else does, like it's a part of me. Because it is a part of Miranda and me now. We're lesbians and in love. Both of us know who we are and we're comfortable with it. So why is it that everyone else has a problem with it?
Its weird how at school, Miranda and I can hold each other's hands and even give a kiss on the cheek and no one thinks anything about it. But at my home, one little glance in each other's direction and my parents go nuts.
They tried for the longest time to keep us apart. But we always found a way to get back together. Nothing can and ever will keep us apart.
They're still uncomfortable with Miranda spending the night with me or me with her. At first they demanded that she sleep on the couch but after finding out that I was letting her come into my room when they went to bed and making her get out before they got up, they changed their mind.
Now they have become more relaxed. Even my mom asks me how we're doing and she's nice to Miranda again. My dad is working on becoming more social when she and Kate are around. He still thinks that they are a bad influence on me but he's gotten better about it.
The only thing that bothers me about this whole situation is Gordo. I never meant for his heart to get broken in all of this. But that time we spent together in middle school was a time of confusion. I didn't know who I was and after I figured it out, I had hoped that my best friend would understand it. Turns out that I was wrong.
I wasn't totally ignorant to his feelings, just unwilling to accept them. I couldn't ever date Gordo, even if I was straight. He was like my brother he was my best friend. And Miranda doesn't know this, but he really was my best friend. I couldn't bare the thought of even kissing him, though I did once.
Somehow though, he just doesn't understand this. He doesn't see how much I needed him when Miranda and I were having our problems and he doesn't see how much it hurts me to have him so close and yet so far away.
Miranda and I have tried several times to get him to speak to us. But he'll make a rude comment and just walk away. I can't believe that the friend we once had was not strong enough to face this battle. And the really weird thing is how my best friend became my enemy and my enemy became my best friend. Gordo and Kate seemed to have switched places.
Life can't be predicted, I learned that first hand. How you think people will react, they don't. And what you never expected of them, they do.
Never in all the time that I had known David Gordon would I have ever thought that he would do this to me. Likewise, I would have never expected Miranda to love me as much as she does. If I've learned anything from this situation its that you can't just assume things of people. People, as well as life, are unpredictable.
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TBC in part seven, the final chapter of this series. It will in the views of Gordo and Kate. Actually I was thinking of doing a chapter in Lizzie's parents and Miranda's parents views. What were' Miranda's parents names? I forget them.
