Hey everyone! I FINALLY got in an update on this one! Well don't be
expecting A LOT of updates this week, school and all and I got a project
due the 27th so I might be pretty bogged down. But I'll update when I can!
Well for now, here's a new chapter! Enjoy!
O! And I'm going to be starting something new with all of my stories. Which meand you won't get a new chapter until I finished the one that comes after. Basically I'm taking this from Soap Operas. Well what they do in the beginning is the "Previously on blah blah blah" or whatever the show is called. And then at the end they do "Next on blah blah blah". Well that's what I'm going to do. Which mean you won't get a chapter until the chapter after it is written. Ok, enough of me rambling! On with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Story:
**Previously**
Miranda, her face now free of tears and redness, go up and dialed the phone.
"Hello?" The voice said when they picked up.
"Remember what I said before, about if you're just gonna walk then I am too?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah, I remember." Gordo didn't like where this is going.
"Yeah, well here's proof of it!" Miranda slammed down the reciever, officially ending her friendship with Gordo until he and Lizzie were back on track. Which might be never. "I'm gonna go check on Lizzie."
"I'm coming with you." Together, Kate and Miranda went upstairs and knocked on Lizzie's bedroom door. When there was no answer, and no sounds coming from the room, they opened the door and what they found scared, surprised, and disgusted the both of them.
And they both blamed Gordo.
**Now**
[[A.n: I just thought of an idea. But Kate and Miranda walk to the window when they see what disgusted, surpriseed, and scared the both of them.]]
"Oh my god Lizzie!" Miranda yelled as she looked down at the street. "Kate! Go dial 9-1-1!"
"I'm on it." Kate ran to Lizzie's phone and dialed 9-1-1 as Miranda ran out onto the street to help her best friend who had been hit by a truck while crossing the street.
There were already cars surrounding the scene and Miranda could barely get through the crowd of people, but she did. As soon as she got to Lizzie, the paramedics were there.
The doctors loaded Lizzie onto a stretcher and put a neck brace around her. They put her into the truck and drove away.
Miranda walked into Lizzie's house with no information given to her. She didn't even know what hospital her best friend was going to. Miranda walked into the livingroom to find Kate curled up on the couch.
"Is she going to be all right?" Kate asked.
"I don't know, she had a big gash in her arm and a cut going across her forehead. But the paramedics didn't tell me anything." Miranda sat down on the couch next to Kate.
"I'm gonna go call Mrs. McGuire." Kate got up and went to the phone and dialed Jo's work number.
"Hello?" A lady asked when they picked up the phone.
"Hi, may I speak with Jo McGuire please? It's an emergency." Kate said, her voice slightly quivering.
"Hold on one moment please." The secratery put Kate on hold and seconds later Mrs. McGuire picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mrs. McGuire it's Kate Sanders." Kate greeted, her voice a little straighter now.
"Hi Kate!" Jo said cheerfully. "What can I do for you?"
"Mrs. McGuire Lizzie was in an accident and she's hurt bad. She's at the hospital right now but I don't know which one. The paramedics didn't give us any information." Kate explained all of that in one breath.
"I'll be right there," Jo hung up the phone and left work. In minutes she was back at her house where she was greeted by Kate and Miranda. "Girls what happened to her?"
"It's a long story, we'll tell you on the way to the hospital." Jo, Kate, and Miranda walked outside and got into Jo McGuire's car, where Kate and Miranda explained the situation.
Kate told Jo everything. About her breakup with Danny, her fight with Gordo, and how Parker hated her.
"So Gordo had just left and Lizzie ran upstairs crying," Kate explained. "Miranda and I went upstairs to see if she was all right and we didn't find her in her room. But Miranda saw her out the window, and that's basically everything."
"All right, we're here." Mrs. McGuire had found the hospital Lizzie was staying in but they were not allowed to see her. Jo, Miranda, and Kate waited in the waiting room until they were allowed to see Lizzie.
After about an hour, which seemed like forever, Lizzie's doctor came into the waiting and spoke to the three women.
"Is she going to be all right?" Mrs. McGuire asked.
The doctor took in a deep breath. "Lizzie suffered severe damage to the brain. We did all we could, but I'm sorry. We could not save her."
Mrs. McGuire collapsed at the news and Kate and Miranda just stood there.
"If you like I will have one of our personnel bring you home and have your car brought home later today. I am so sorry for your loss." The doctor suggested. Jo agreed and the three were brought home by one of the hospitals' staff.
The doctor had prescribed some sleeping pills for Jo and her husband, so as soon as they got home, Jo called Sam and went right to bed. Mrs. McGuire invited Kate and Miranda to stay at the house for a while and they accepted.
"Kate, what are we going to do?" Miranda asked, her eyes red once again from crying.
"We can't do anything. All we can do is wait for her, her, funeral," Kate had trouble getting that word out. "And then just move on."
"Kate we can't go on like she was never here!" Miranda yelled. "She was our best friend! We were supposed to be there for her!"
"And we were, we were just two seconds too late," Kate tried to comfort Miranda but it was no use. Miranda could not be calmed. But Kate thought of an idea to keep her mind off things. "Hey, why don't we do some cleaning for Mrs. McGuire?" Kate suggested. And Miranda agreed.
Together, Kate and Miranda dusted everything wood in the livingroom, cleaned the dust off the TV, fluffed the pillows on the sofa, cleaned the outside of the cabinets on the kitchen, mopped the floors, and windexed the windows. After about three hours of cleaning, Miranda came across the caller ID screen, which showed 5 indications that Gordo had called.
"What are you looking at?" Kate asked, walking to Miranda. Kate looked at the Caller ID screen which said 'Gordon, Steve 836-027-6497' five times in a row. [[An: I don't know if that's Gordo's dad's real name or the real phone number.]]
"Should we call him?" Miranda asked, unsure of what to do.
"No, wait for him to call here." Kate said. Just then, the phone rang.
Miranda checked the Caller ID and it read 'Gordon, Steve 836-027-6497'. Miranda looked over to Kate and she told her to pick it up, so she did.
"Hello?" Miranda said as calmly as she could.
"Hi, Miranda. Is Lizzie there? I really need to talk to her." Gordo pleaded.
"Gordo, I think you need to come here. We need to, we need to talk about things." Miranda started crying at the thought of talking about Lizzie's death. She still couldn't digest the fact that Lizzie was gone, and she was never coming back.
"Miranda what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Gordo asked.
"Just come over here. We need to talk." Miranda hung up the phone, as did Gordo. About five minutes later the doorbell wrang.
When Gordo got there, Kate and Miranda were sitting in the livingroom.
"You stay here," Miranda commanded. "I need to talk to him alone."
Kate agreed and walked back into the kitchen to make her, Miranda, and Gordo something to eat. Miranda went to the door and opened it. On the other side of the frame stood Gordo.
Miranda and Gordo stood there in silence for a few minutes until Gordo spoke up.
"Miranda what's wrong? Why were you crying on the phone? Where's Lizzie?" All these questions came out of Gordo's mouth so fast that Miranda couldn't keep track. For the last question, Miranda pointed towards the sky.
"What does that mean?" A very confused Gordo asked.
"Well what do you think is up there?" Miranda asked, pointing towards the sky again.
"I dunno, clouds, the sky, heaven." Gordo listed.
"That's where Lizzie is." Miranda stated, wishing that today had never happened.
[[An: By the way, this one is not ending in a dream! Lizzie really died. I know I know, cry cry, boo hoo boo hoo. I'm just evil like that!]]
"Miranda, I don't get it. Where is she?"
"Lizzie is dead all right?!" Miranda yelled, startling Gordo.
"Wha, what do you mean she's dead?"
"She climbed out her bedroom window after you left. Whatever you said made her really upset! She walked across the street but didn't make it. She got hit by a truck and had severe head injuries. The doctors couldn't save her." Miranda plopped down on the steps outside of Lizzie's house and started crying.
"Oh my god. I killed her." Gordo said, sitting down next to Miranda.
"Damn right you did!" Miranda got up and walked back into the house, and Gordo ran home.
**In the next chapter**
Lizzie was a daughter, a sister, a girlfriend, and a friend to so many people. And I'm going to miss her a lot." Miranda couldn't do this anymore. She stepped off the stage and sat next to Kate and Mrs. McGuire.
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"Over the past 18 years, I have loved Lizzie with all my heart. But never had the guts to tell her until one week ago, the day of her death. Which I blame myself for."
*
"I said a lot of things and I was wrong. I don't hate you, and you're not responsible. In fact, I far from hate you." Miranda explained, a smile now tracing her lips.
*
"Gordo, I love you."
*
Everyone, please no flames! I told you I didn't want a happy ending for this story!
O! And I'm going to be starting something new with all of my stories. Which meand you won't get a new chapter until I finished the one that comes after. Basically I'm taking this from Soap Operas. Well what they do in the beginning is the "Previously on blah blah blah" or whatever the show is called. And then at the end they do "Next on blah blah blah". Well that's what I'm going to do. Which mean you won't get a chapter until the chapter after it is written. Ok, enough of me rambling! On with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Story:
**Previously**
Miranda, her face now free of tears and redness, go up and dialed the phone.
"Hello?" The voice said when they picked up.
"Remember what I said before, about if you're just gonna walk then I am too?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah, I remember." Gordo didn't like where this is going.
"Yeah, well here's proof of it!" Miranda slammed down the reciever, officially ending her friendship with Gordo until he and Lizzie were back on track. Which might be never. "I'm gonna go check on Lizzie."
"I'm coming with you." Together, Kate and Miranda went upstairs and knocked on Lizzie's bedroom door. When there was no answer, and no sounds coming from the room, they opened the door and what they found scared, surprised, and disgusted the both of them.
And they both blamed Gordo.
**Now**
[[A.n: I just thought of an idea. But Kate and Miranda walk to the window when they see what disgusted, surpriseed, and scared the both of them.]]
"Oh my god Lizzie!" Miranda yelled as she looked down at the street. "Kate! Go dial 9-1-1!"
"I'm on it." Kate ran to Lizzie's phone and dialed 9-1-1 as Miranda ran out onto the street to help her best friend who had been hit by a truck while crossing the street.
There were already cars surrounding the scene and Miranda could barely get through the crowd of people, but she did. As soon as she got to Lizzie, the paramedics were there.
The doctors loaded Lizzie onto a stretcher and put a neck brace around her. They put her into the truck and drove away.
Miranda walked into Lizzie's house with no information given to her. She didn't even know what hospital her best friend was going to. Miranda walked into the livingroom to find Kate curled up on the couch.
"Is she going to be all right?" Kate asked.
"I don't know, she had a big gash in her arm and a cut going across her forehead. But the paramedics didn't tell me anything." Miranda sat down on the couch next to Kate.
"I'm gonna go call Mrs. McGuire." Kate got up and went to the phone and dialed Jo's work number.
"Hello?" A lady asked when they picked up the phone.
"Hi, may I speak with Jo McGuire please? It's an emergency." Kate said, her voice slightly quivering.
"Hold on one moment please." The secratery put Kate on hold and seconds later Mrs. McGuire picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mrs. McGuire it's Kate Sanders." Kate greeted, her voice a little straighter now.
"Hi Kate!" Jo said cheerfully. "What can I do for you?"
"Mrs. McGuire Lizzie was in an accident and she's hurt bad. She's at the hospital right now but I don't know which one. The paramedics didn't give us any information." Kate explained all of that in one breath.
"I'll be right there," Jo hung up the phone and left work. In minutes she was back at her house where she was greeted by Kate and Miranda. "Girls what happened to her?"
"It's a long story, we'll tell you on the way to the hospital." Jo, Kate, and Miranda walked outside and got into Jo McGuire's car, where Kate and Miranda explained the situation.
Kate told Jo everything. About her breakup with Danny, her fight with Gordo, and how Parker hated her.
"So Gordo had just left and Lizzie ran upstairs crying," Kate explained. "Miranda and I went upstairs to see if she was all right and we didn't find her in her room. But Miranda saw her out the window, and that's basically everything."
"All right, we're here." Mrs. McGuire had found the hospital Lizzie was staying in but they were not allowed to see her. Jo, Miranda, and Kate waited in the waiting room until they were allowed to see Lizzie.
After about an hour, which seemed like forever, Lizzie's doctor came into the waiting and spoke to the three women.
"Is she going to be all right?" Mrs. McGuire asked.
The doctor took in a deep breath. "Lizzie suffered severe damage to the brain. We did all we could, but I'm sorry. We could not save her."
Mrs. McGuire collapsed at the news and Kate and Miranda just stood there.
"If you like I will have one of our personnel bring you home and have your car brought home later today. I am so sorry for your loss." The doctor suggested. Jo agreed and the three were brought home by one of the hospitals' staff.
The doctor had prescribed some sleeping pills for Jo and her husband, so as soon as they got home, Jo called Sam and went right to bed. Mrs. McGuire invited Kate and Miranda to stay at the house for a while and they accepted.
"Kate, what are we going to do?" Miranda asked, her eyes red once again from crying.
"We can't do anything. All we can do is wait for her, her, funeral," Kate had trouble getting that word out. "And then just move on."
"Kate we can't go on like she was never here!" Miranda yelled. "She was our best friend! We were supposed to be there for her!"
"And we were, we were just two seconds too late," Kate tried to comfort Miranda but it was no use. Miranda could not be calmed. But Kate thought of an idea to keep her mind off things. "Hey, why don't we do some cleaning for Mrs. McGuire?" Kate suggested. And Miranda agreed.
Together, Kate and Miranda dusted everything wood in the livingroom, cleaned the dust off the TV, fluffed the pillows on the sofa, cleaned the outside of the cabinets on the kitchen, mopped the floors, and windexed the windows. After about three hours of cleaning, Miranda came across the caller ID screen, which showed 5 indications that Gordo had called.
"What are you looking at?" Kate asked, walking to Miranda. Kate looked at the Caller ID screen which said 'Gordon, Steve 836-027-6497' five times in a row. [[An: I don't know if that's Gordo's dad's real name or the real phone number.]]
"Should we call him?" Miranda asked, unsure of what to do.
"No, wait for him to call here." Kate said. Just then, the phone rang.
Miranda checked the Caller ID and it read 'Gordon, Steve 836-027-6497'. Miranda looked over to Kate and she told her to pick it up, so she did.
"Hello?" Miranda said as calmly as she could.
"Hi, Miranda. Is Lizzie there? I really need to talk to her." Gordo pleaded.
"Gordo, I think you need to come here. We need to, we need to talk about things." Miranda started crying at the thought of talking about Lizzie's death. She still couldn't digest the fact that Lizzie was gone, and she was never coming back.
"Miranda what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Gordo asked.
"Just come over here. We need to talk." Miranda hung up the phone, as did Gordo. About five minutes later the doorbell wrang.
When Gordo got there, Kate and Miranda were sitting in the livingroom.
"You stay here," Miranda commanded. "I need to talk to him alone."
Kate agreed and walked back into the kitchen to make her, Miranda, and Gordo something to eat. Miranda went to the door and opened it. On the other side of the frame stood Gordo.
Miranda and Gordo stood there in silence for a few minutes until Gordo spoke up.
"Miranda what's wrong? Why were you crying on the phone? Where's Lizzie?" All these questions came out of Gordo's mouth so fast that Miranda couldn't keep track. For the last question, Miranda pointed towards the sky.
"What does that mean?" A very confused Gordo asked.
"Well what do you think is up there?" Miranda asked, pointing towards the sky again.
"I dunno, clouds, the sky, heaven." Gordo listed.
"That's where Lizzie is." Miranda stated, wishing that today had never happened.
[[An: By the way, this one is not ending in a dream! Lizzie really died. I know I know, cry cry, boo hoo boo hoo. I'm just evil like that!]]
"Miranda, I don't get it. Where is she?"
"Lizzie is dead all right?!" Miranda yelled, startling Gordo.
"Wha, what do you mean she's dead?"
"She climbed out her bedroom window after you left. Whatever you said made her really upset! She walked across the street but didn't make it. She got hit by a truck and had severe head injuries. The doctors couldn't save her." Miranda plopped down on the steps outside of Lizzie's house and started crying.
"Oh my god. I killed her." Gordo said, sitting down next to Miranda.
"Damn right you did!" Miranda got up and walked back into the house, and Gordo ran home.
**In the next chapter**
Lizzie was a daughter, a sister, a girlfriend, and a friend to so many people. And I'm going to miss her a lot." Miranda couldn't do this anymore. She stepped off the stage and sat next to Kate and Mrs. McGuire.
*
"Over the past 18 years, I have loved Lizzie with all my heart. But never had the guts to tell her until one week ago, the day of her death. Which I blame myself for."
*
"I said a lot of things and I was wrong. I don't hate you, and you're not responsible. In fact, I far from hate you." Miranda explained, a smile now tracing her lips.
*
"Gordo, I love you."
*
Everyone, please no flames! I told you I didn't want a happy ending for this story!