Hey everyone! A shocker that last chapter huh? I thought so too. But alas,
this might be the last chapter because now that Lizzie's dead I have
nothing else to write about in this story! So yea, here you go! And please
no falmes!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Story:
**Previously**
"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.
**Now**
*One week later*
For the past week, Gordo hasn't left his house, not for school, not even for prom, which dissappointed Parker greaty but he didn't care. And today was the day of Lizzie's funeral. The day he hoped he'd never see before age fifty. But he was seeing it all right, and only at age 18.
Gordo got into his car and headed for the church where the funeral would be taking place. He arrived there after 3 minutes in the car and found the parking lot packed.
Gordo walked into the church, unsure of what to do, or what to say when he saw Miranda, Kate, or Jo and Sam McGuire. Even Matt he was afraid of.
He saw Miranda and Kate sitting together, but they just shrugged him off. And Mr. and Mrs. McGuire didn't say anything to him, because they thought he was responsible for their daughters death. After a few moments, the funeral began.
The reverand began speaking about Lizzie, and asked Miranda to come up as well, because she would be giving Lizzie's eulogy.
Miranda stepped up to the small microphone and began speaking.
"Lizzie was my best friend. We did everything together, did our homework, shopped, and ate curly fries with our best friend Gordo. I remember the first time Lizzie and I met in the first grade. Neither of us had friends. Me because I had just moved to Hillridge, and Lizzie because her only friend was Gordo. But immediately we clicked and it was best friends forever. But who knew that forever would only last until age 18? Over the years, Lizzie and I went through a lot, like fights, boys, trying to become popular, graduating Middle School, and then graduating high school. But we went through it all together. Lizzie also had a great family. Her mom was always there for her when she needed it, and her dad provided lots of advice for her, whether it be helpful or not. Her little brother Matt used to be a pain in the neck. Especially to Lizzie. He would always play jokes on her, and set her into traps. But now being a freshman in highschool, I think Lizzie was very proud at how much he's grown up over the years. 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.
"Thank you Miranda." The reverand said. "That was lovely. Now would anyone like to come up and say a few words about Elizabeth McGuire?"
"It's Lizzie." Came a voice from the back. The person stood up and walked towards the stage, then onto it and began to speak.
"Hi, my name is Gordo, and up until a few weeks ago, I was also Lizzie's best friend. But then I messed up. I told Lizzie I couldn't be friends with her anymore, but I was wrong to say that. 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. If I hadn't told her we couldn't be friends, and hadn't been fighting with her that day, then she wouldn't have climbed out of her bedroom window and walked into on coming traffic. I hold myself responsible for her death." Gordo stepped off the stage and walked outside of the chrch into the fresh air. Mirand followed him.
"Gordo!" She called after him.
"Come to yell at me some more?" Gordo asked, very spitefully.
Instead of yelling, Miranda wrapped Gordo in a hug. They hugged for what seemes like forever, but it was only a few moments.
"Gordo, I just want you to know, that what you did was really brave. I would have never had the courage to do what you did." Miranda said, half smiling.
"Well, I had to. I mean I AM responsible."
"No you're not. No one is responsible for Lizzie's death but that truck driver who hit her."
"But you said," Miranda cut him off.
"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.
"Miranda what do you mean?" Gordo asked.
"Gordo, I love you." Miranda pulled Gordo in for a kiss and he didn't pull back.
Once Miranda ended their kiss Gordo was amazed.
"Miranda, I'm sorry I can't. I still love Lizzie." Gordo said, and ran away from the church and to his house, leaving Miranda alone.
Miranda walked back into the church. And after that day, nobody saw, or heard from Gordo in over six years.
FINISHED!!! And I WILL make a sequel don't worry!!! I know I ended this one short **sighs** But I had to! I have so many more stories and so many more ideas!!! Eek! I don't know what to do with them all!! Well R&R!!!!
HuGGz~ -Andi
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Story:
**Previously**
"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.
**Now**
*One week later*
For the past week, Gordo hasn't left his house, not for school, not even for prom, which dissappointed Parker greaty but he didn't care. And today was the day of Lizzie's funeral. The day he hoped he'd never see before age fifty. But he was seeing it all right, and only at age 18.
Gordo got into his car and headed for the church where the funeral would be taking place. He arrived there after 3 minutes in the car and found the parking lot packed.
Gordo walked into the church, unsure of what to do, or what to say when he saw Miranda, Kate, or Jo and Sam McGuire. Even Matt he was afraid of.
He saw Miranda and Kate sitting together, but they just shrugged him off. And Mr. and Mrs. McGuire didn't say anything to him, because they thought he was responsible for their daughters death. After a few moments, the funeral began.
The reverand began speaking about Lizzie, and asked Miranda to come up as well, because she would be giving Lizzie's eulogy.
Miranda stepped up to the small microphone and began speaking.
"Lizzie was my best friend. We did everything together, did our homework, shopped, and ate curly fries with our best friend Gordo. I remember the first time Lizzie and I met in the first grade. Neither of us had friends. Me because I had just moved to Hillridge, and Lizzie because her only friend was Gordo. But immediately we clicked and it was best friends forever. But who knew that forever would only last until age 18? Over the years, Lizzie and I went through a lot, like fights, boys, trying to become popular, graduating Middle School, and then graduating high school. But we went through it all together. Lizzie also had a great family. Her mom was always there for her when she needed it, and her dad provided lots of advice for her, whether it be helpful or not. Her little brother Matt used to be a pain in the neck. Especially to Lizzie. He would always play jokes on her, and set her into traps. But now being a freshman in highschool, I think Lizzie was very proud at how much he's grown up over the years. 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.
"Thank you Miranda." The reverand said. "That was lovely. Now would anyone like to come up and say a few words about Elizabeth McGuire?"
"It's Lizzie." Came a voice from the back. The person stood up and walked towards the stage, then onto it and began to speak.
"Hi, my name is Gordo, and up until a few weeks ago, I was also Lizzie's best friend. But then I messed up. I told Lizzie I couldn't be friends with her anymore, but I was wrong to say that. 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. If I hadn't told her we couldn't be friends, and hadn't been fighting with her that day, then she wouldn't have climbed out of her bedroom window and walked into on coming traffic. I hold myself responsible for her death." Gordo stepped off the stage and walked outside of the chrch into the fresh air. Mirand followed him.
"Gordo!" She called after him.
"Come to yell at me some more?" Gordo asked, very spitefully.
Instead of yelling, Miranda wrapped Gordo in a hug. They hugged for what seemes like forever, but it was only a few moments.
"Gordo, I just want you to know, that what you did was really brave. I would have never had the courage to do what you did." Miranda said, half smiling.
"Well, I had to. I mean I AM responsible."
"No you're not. No one is responsible for Lizzie's death but that truck driver who hit her."
"But you said," Miranda cut him off.
"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.
"Miranda what do you mean?" Gordo asked.
"Gordo, I love you." Miranda pulled Gordo in for a kiss and he didn't pull back.
Once Miranda ended their kiss Gordo was amazed.
"Miranda, I'm sorry I can't. I still love Lizzie." Gordo said, and ran away from the church and to his house, leaving Miranda alone.
Miranda walked back into the church. And after that day, nobody saw, or heard from Gordo in over six years.
FINISHED!!! And I WILL make a sequel don't worry!!! I know I ended this one short **sighs** But I had to! I have so many more stories and so many more ideas!!! Eek! I don't know what to do with them all!! Well R&R!!!!
HuGGz~ -Andi