Hey everyone! This is the chapter you all have been waiting for! The
BIGGEST event in the story happens here! So watch for it!
Disclaimer: In the last chapter, I owned Dr. Woodward.
Story:
All that afternoon Gordo and Miranda tried to get Lizzie's mind off of what other results there might be. They tried playing video games, watching movies, going to the movies, talking to people on the computer, playing board games, but none of these seemed to work.
"Guys I NEED to know those results! Tomorrow is too far away!" Lizzie yelled in aggrivation.
Gordo tried to calm her down. "Lizzie loo, it's already 8:30PM. We'll be going to bed soon and before you know it Dr. Woodward will be calling saying that there is nothing wrong with you."
"Thanks Gordo. That makes me feel a whole lot better." Lizzie said, then they all agreed to let the subject go for the night and decided to watch another movie, Pirates Of The Carribean: The Curse Of The Black Pearl [[A.n: I know it didn't come out on DVD/VHS yet but I LOVED that movie. So far I saw it about 11 times in the theatres! Damn Orlando Bloom is hott!!]]
After the movie was over they all decided to go to bed. Lizzie would sleep in Miranda's room again and Miranda and Gordo would sleep in the living room. They all got washed up for the night, said their good nights and went off to sleep. That is one of them did. Miranda and Gordo decided to stay up to talk.
Gordo was half asleep when he heard his name being called. "Gordo?"
"Hmm?" He responded sleepily.
"I'm scared." Miranda said quietly.
Gordo got up from his sleeping position into an upright position. "What's wrong?"
"What if Lizzie's not okay? I mean, what possible results could there be?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know, but don't worry. She's all right. She didn't act any different today did she?"
"That's just it Gordo. She's trying to act as normal as possible," Miranda paused. "I'm scared for her." Out of the blue, Miranda started crying silently. When Gordo realized this he went up on the couch and pulled her into a hug.
"It's okay," He said trying to calm her. "Lizzie's going to be all right then everything will go back to the way it originally was. Why don't you get some sleep?"
Miranda wiped her eyes with her shirt sleeve and looked over at Gordo's.
"Sorry." She said, laughing.
"What?" Gordo asked, then looked at his shirt sleeve which was sopping wet.
He walked over to his bag and pulled out another shirt. "I come prepared."
Miranda laughed and rolled over to fall asleep. Gordo changed his shirt in the livingroom since he's a guy and Miranda has seen him without his shirt lots of times. Once he was done changing, he climbed into his sleeping bag and fell fast asleep.
That night he dreamed the most horrific dream . . .
**Gordo's Dream ((In Gordo's P.O.V))**
Lizzie and I were in some sort of colorful room, I don't know where and I don't know why. But all of a sudden, Lizzie got up and started walking away from me. I called for her but she would not listen or turn back. She just kept walking until she was out of grasp, out of my sight.
**Gordo's Dream Ends**
The next morning Lizzie woke up first again. She did her normal morning routine. She got an outfit out of her overnight bag and headed for Miranda's bathroom. She took a long shower to soothe herself and to relax herself. When she got out she changed into blue jean capris and a white plain tank top. She did her hair the same was as the previous day, in a loose bun with pieces of hair falling randomly down her face.
Lizzie walked out of the bathroom and looked at the clock. It was 11:13, the doctor's office would be open by now. She walked over to Miranda's phone and dialed the number. The same receptionist picked up who did yesterday.
"Dr. Woodwards office, how may I help you?" She said yet again.
"Hi I would like the results from Elizabeth McGuire tests done yesterday." Lizzie stated.
"One moment please," The receptionist, who Lizzie learned her name was Julie, put her on hold. When she came off hold it was not Julie. It was Dr. Woodward.
"Lizzie I would like you to come down to my office so we can talk." He said in a very serious tone.
"Can I bring my friends?" Lizzie asked hopefully.
"Sure."
"Ok, I'll be there in a half hour. Bye Dr. Woodward." Lizzie hung up the phone and went downstairs to wake Miranda and Gordo.
"Guys," She called. "Wake up." Miranda woke up to her call but Gordo did not, and she knew the exact thing that would.
Lizzie bent down so she could reach Gordo and kissed him passionately on the lips, he woke up instantly.
"Whoa," he said. "If I get to wake up to that every morning I'm defenitely marrying you." He teased.
Lizzie hit him on the head with a pillow. "Get up we're leaving soon."
"Where? Doctors?" Gordo asked.
"Yeah, I called and Dr. Woodward told me to come."
"Ok, well I'll be ready soon." Gordo said while getting out of his sleeping bag. Miranda had already gone upstairs to get ready. Gordo walked past Lizzie and followed Miranda upstairs. Lizzie plopped herself on the couch and asked questions to herself.
'I wonder why he sounded so serious? Is there anything wrong with me? If so what? Will I be okay? Is it cureable?' As all these questions wandered aimlessly around Lizzie's mind, Gordo had already gotten ready and back downstairs with Lizzie.
"You got ready that quick?" Lizzie asked Gordo in dis-belief.
"Well you know I didn't have a THING to do with my hair!" Gordo said imitating a girl and doing the hand motions for it too. This made Lizzie laugh. She was happy to be with Gordo.
Right then, Miranda had gotten downstairs.
'Had it been a half hour already?' Lizzie asked herself. The three yet again got into Miranda's Black Tiberon and drove to Dr. Woodward's office.
When they got there Dr. Woodward was waiting for them in the waiting room. Apparantly he cancelled all appointments for that day and was not making anymore. He lead the three to a back room that neither of them had even been in before. They all sat down as Dr. Woodward paced around the room.
"Lizzie, I have good news, and I have bad news." Dr. Woodward said, still pacing the room.
"Dr. Woodward could you please sit down? You're making me dizzy." Lizzie said while holding her head.
"Yes, yes of course." Dr. Woodward sat in a chair across from Lizzie.
"So what's the good news?" Miranda asked.
"Well, the good news is, you're officially not pregnant." This came as a relief to Lizzie, but more to Gordo. He didn't want Lizzie to have any other guy's baby but his.
"Do I want to hear the bad news?" Lizzie asked, almost cringing.
"Lizzie," Dr. Woodward took a deep sigh. "Apparantly, the man who raped you was HIV positive."
Gordo and Miranda gasped but Lizzie just held her head down.
"Do I have," Lizzie started.
"Yes, Lizzie. We believe you have AIDS."
Disclaimer: In the last chapter, I owned Dr. Woodward.
Story:
All that afternoon Gordo and Miranda tried to get Lizzie's mind off of what other results there might be. They tried playing video games, watching movies, going to the movies, talking to people on the computer, playing board games, but none of these seemed to work.
"Guys I NEED to know those results! Tomorrow is too far away!" Lizzie yelled in aggrivation.
Gordo tried to calm her down. "Lizzie loo, it's already 8:30PM. We'll be going to bed soon and before you know it Dr. Woodward will be calling saying that there is nothing wrong with you."
"Thanks Gordo. That makes me feel a whole lot better." Lizzie said, then they all agreed to let the subject go for the night and decided to watch another movie, Pirates Of The Carribean: The Curse Of The Black Pearl [[A.n: I know it didn't come out on DVD/VHS yet but I LOVED that movie. So far I saw it about 11 times in the theatres! Damn Orlando Bloom is hott!!]]
After the movie was over they all decided to go to bed. Lizzie would sleep in Miranda's room again and Miranda and Gordo would sleep in the living room. They all got washed up for the night, said their good nights and went off to sleep. That is one of them did. Miranda and Gordo decided to stay up to talk.
Gordo was half asleep when he heard his name being called. "Gordo?"
"Hmm?" He responded sleepily.
"I'm scared." Miranda said quietly.
Gordo got up from his sleeping position into an upright position. "What's wrong?"
"What if Lizzie's not okay? I mean, what possible results could there be?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know, but don't worry. She's all right. She didn't act any different today did she?"
"That's just it Gordo. She's trying to act as normal as possible," Miranda paused. "I'm scared for her." Out of the blue, Miranda started crying silently. When Gordo realized this he went up on the couch and pulled her into a hug.
"It's okay," He said trying to calm her. "Lizzie's going to be all right then everything will go back to the way it originally was. Why don't you get some sleep?"
Miranda wiped her eyes with her shirt sleeve and looked over at Gordo's.
"Sorry." She said, laughing.
"What?" Gordo asked, then looked at his shirt sleeve which was sopping wet.
He walked over to his bag and pulled out another shirt. "I come prepared."
Miranda laughed and rolled over to fall asleep. Gordo changed his shirt in the livingroom since he's a guy and Miranda has seen him without his shirt lots of times. Once he was done changing, he climbed into his sleeping bag and fell fast asleep.
That night he dreamed the most horrific dream . . .
**Gordo's Dream ((In Gordo's P.O.V))**
Lizzie and I were in some sort of colorful room, I don't know where and I don't know why. But all of a sudden, Lizzie got up and started walking away from me. I called for her but she would not listen or turn back. She just kept walking until she was out of grasp, out of my sight.
**Gordo's Dream Ends**
The next morning Lizzie woke up first again. She did her normal morning routine. She got an outfit out of her overnight bag and headed for Miranda's bathroom. She took a long shower to soothe herself and to relax herself. When she got out she changed into blue jean capris and a white plain tank top. She did her hair the same was as the previous day, in a loose bun with pieces of hair falling randomly down her face.
Lizzie walked out of the bathroom and looked at the clock. It was 11:13, the doctor's office would be open by now. She walked over to Miranda's phone and dialed the number. The same receptionist picked up who did yesterday.
"Dr. Woodwards office, how may I help you?" She said yet again.
"Hi I would like the results from Elizabeth McGuire tests done yesterday." Lizzie stated.
"One moment please," The receptionist, who Lizzie learned her name was Julie, put her on hold. When she came off hold it was not Julie. It was Dr. Woodward.
"Lizzie I would like you to come down to my office so we can talk." He said in a very serious tone.
"Can I bring my friends?" Lizzie asked hopefully.
"Sure."
"Ok, I'll be there in a half hour. Bye Dr. Woodward." Lizzie hung up the phone and went downstairs to wake Miranda and Gordo.
"Guys," She called. "Wake up." Miranda woke up to her call but Gordo did not, and she knew the exact thing that would.
Lizzie bent down so she could reach Gordo and kissed him passionately on the lips, he woke up instantly.
"Whoa," he said. "If I get to wake up to that every morning I'm defenitely marrying you." He teased.
Lizzie hit him on the head with a pillow. "Get up we're leaving soon."
"Where? Doctors?" Gordo asked.
"Yeah, I called and Dr. Woodward told me to come."
"Ok, well I'll be ready soon." Gordo said while getting out of his sleeping bag. Miranda had already gone upstairs to get ready. Gordo walked past Lizzie and followed Miranda upstairs. Lizzie plopped herself on the couch and asked questions to herself.
'I wonder why he sounded so serious? Is there anything wrong with me? If so what? Will I be okay? Is it cureable?' As all these questions wandered aimlessly around Lizzie's mind, Gordo had already gotten ready and back downstairs with Lizzie.
"You got ready that quick?" Lizzie asked Gordo in dis-belief.
"Well you know I didn't have a THING to do with my hair!" Gordo said imitating a girl and doing the hand motions for it too. This made Lizzie laugh. She was happy to be with Gordo.
Right then, Miranda had gotten downstairs.
'Had it been a half hour already?' Lizzie asked herself. The three yet again got into Miranda's Black Tiberon and drove to Dr. Woodward's office.
When they got there Dr. Woodward was waiting for them in the waiting room. Apparantly he cancelled all appointments for that day and was not making anymore. He lead the three to a back room that neither of them had even been in before. They all sat down as Dr. Woodward paced around the room.
"Lizzie, I have good news, and I have bad news." Dr. Woodward said, still pacing the room.
"Dr. Woodward could you please sit down? You're making me dizzy." Lizzie said while holding her head.
"Yes, yes of course." Dr. Woodward sat in a chair across from Lizzie.
"So what's the good news?" Miranda asked.
"Well, the good news is, you're officially not pregnant." This came as a relief to Lizzie, but more to Gordo. He didn't want Lizzie to have any other guy's baby but his.
"Do I want to hear the bad news?" Lizzie asked, almost cringing.
"Lizzie," Dr. Woodward took a deep sigh. "Apparantly, the man who raped you was HIV positive."
Gordo and Miranda gasped but Lizzie just held her head down.
"Do I have," Lizzie started.
"Yes, Lizzie. We believe you have AIDS."