Chapter 6: Who am I?
Gordo POV
Do I still love you?
I run, run, there's no place to hide
Slumping against the street light
The pain is burning me up inside
Things went wrong just when they seemed so right
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
People tell me that I'm such a jerk
That I can't do nothing that will work
Then I try to run and hide but what I need
Is someone to tell me that I'll succeed...
In life
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
Do I still love you?
I try so hard, and nothing works
Am I a slave to you?
I can't seem to find the perks
Of loving you and not being who...
I am.
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
Do I still love you?
'Shut up, shut up.' I thought as I paced back and forth, trying to figure out what to do. That song had been repeating in my mind over and over. I just wanted to stop it! It was another song Lizzie had always sung... when we were together, that is. And it wasn't helping me much with my decision.
I didn't know if I should go back to Lizzie or try to find another way of getting off the island. If I went to Lizzie, she might think that I want her again. But if I didn't, I would have to search the island... maybe even swim all the way back.
"HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I heard.
I bit my lip.
I was going to find Lizzie.
***
Lizzie POV
I jumped in surprise when I heard the noise. But I was even more surprised when Gordo came running through the forest.
"Lizzie!" He started panting.
"What are you doing here?" I looked at him strangely. "And... oh, my gosh!"
He noticed that I was staring at his leg, which the pants were torn and it was covered in blood, and tried to hide it.
"Gordo!" I exclaimed. "What happened? Are you okay?"
The fierce wind started blowing again, and I couldn't quite catch his answer.
"Rowboat... crushed... need yours."
"In English, please." She said, a scowl reappearing on her face.
"I went to find my rowboat and it's crushed. I have no clue who or what crushed it, but it's totally ruined. Can I use yours?" I begged.
"Then how am *I* going to get off the island?" She put her hands on her hips.
Oh. I hadn't thought of that.
"I don't know, and I don't care. So, where's it parked?" I asked.
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "It's at the end of the cave, but you are *not* using-"
"Okay, thanks." I said quickly, and I was off.
"Wait! You are not using it!" She started to run after me.
When I got to the end of the cave we had found once, I saw no rowboat. Just a bunch of smashed pieces of wood. Lizzie stopped dead in her tracks when she got there.
"Oh, my gosh!" She exclaimed. "Someone smashed mine, too!"
This was not good.
Gordo POV
Do I still love you?
I run, run, there's no place to hide
Slumping against the street light
The pain is burning me up inside
Things went wrong just when they seemed so right
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
People tell me that I'm such a jerk
That I can't do nothing that will work
Then I try to run and hide but what I need
Is someone to tell me that I'll succeed...
In life
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
Do I still love you?
I try so hard, and nothing works
Am I a slave to you?
I can't seem to find the perks
Of loving you and not being who...
I am.
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
Who am I, I will never know
I try to find out on my own
If no one tells me, I have no place to go
This is something I need...
To know
Do I still love you?
'Shut up, shut up.' I thought as I paced back and forth, trying to figure out what to do. That song had been repeating in my mind over and over. I just wanted to stop it! It was another song Lizzie had always sung... when we were together, that is. And it wasn't helping me much with my decision.
I didn't know if I should go back to Lizzie or try to find another way of getting off the island. If I went to Lizzie, she might think that I want her again. But if I didn't, I would have to search the island... maybe even swim all the way back.
"HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I heard.
I bit my lip.
I was going to find Lizzie.
***
Lizzie POV
I jumped in surprise when I heard the noise. But I was even more surprised when Gordo came running through the forest.
"Lizzie!" He started panting.
"What are you doing here?" I looked at him strangely. "And... oh, my gosh!"
He noticed that I was staring at his leg, which the pants were torn and it was covered in blood, and tried to hide it.
"Gordo!" I exclaimed. "What happened? Are you okay?"
The fierce wind started blowing again, and I couldn't quite catch his answer.
"Rowboat... crushed... need yours."
"In English, please." She said, a scowl reappearing on her face.
"I went to find my rowboat and it's crushed. I have no clue who or what crushed it, but it's totally ruined. Can I use yours?" I begged.
"Then how am *I* going to get off the island?" She put her hands on her hips.
Oh. I hadn't thought of that.
"I don't know, and I don't care. So, where's it parked?" I asked.
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "It's at the end of the cave, but you are *not* using-"
"Okay, thanks." I said quickly, and I was off.
"Wait! You are not using it!" She started to run after me.
When I got to the end of the cave we had found once, I saw no rowboat. Just a bunch of smashed pieces of wood. Lizzie stopped dead in her tracks when she got there.
"Oh, my gosh!" She exclaimed. "Someone smashed mine, too!"
This was not good.