Chapter 10: Almost There
Lizzie POV
"Um... Good morning, Gordo. How's your leg?" I asked nicely.
Gordo looked surprised as he opened his eyes and stood up. "It's better than yesterday."
"Good. I was worried."
"You *were*?" He asked, wrinkling his eyebrows.
"Yeah, I mean, what if it got infected?" I shuddered. "That'd be extremely unhealthy, not mention extremely gross."
"I guess." He said, eyeing me like I had committed some sort of crime by being a little nice.
"But just in case..." I wrapped his leg in a long strip of cloth that used to be a bedsheet.
"Um... thanks." He said, still with a confused look on his face.
"There." I tied it tight.
It seemed weird, didn't it? I was being so nice to him, after we'd argued endlessly the night before. But I decided that I was mature. I wasn't going to let childish fights get in the way of me and Gordo. I was trying to forget the past and mov eon. I wanted Gordo and me to be friends again. That's what was confusing him.
"Ooookay." He raised his eyebrows. "What's going on here?"
I looked up at him. "What do you mean?"
He seemed speechless for a minute, and then started up again. "Lizzie, you *know* what I mean."
"No, actually I don't." I lied.
"You... don't?"
"No, not really."
He seemed ultra confused now. "Wait, What if it was all a dream?" He muttered to himself.
I had to use all my strength to keep from giggling. He thought that our breakup was a dream! Talk about hilarious!
Wait a second.
This was good, very good. This meant that we could be back together without him knowing that we had ever broken up in the first place! Risky, but it could work.
"What was a dream, Gordo?" I asked innocently.
"Did we ever... you know... break up?"
I bit my lip. It was so hard to lie to him. So I took he other way out. "maybe we did, maybe we didn't."
"Lizzie, tell me!"
I looked at my shoes. "Yeah, we did. And I'm sorry. Losing someone like you wasn't easy."
"Oh." Gordo looked somewhat disappointed. "Well, then can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"If we broke up, why are you being so nice to me?"
I gulped. How was a supposed to explain this?
"Why can't we be friends?" I whispered.
Gordo's look softened. "I can't trust you anymore."
I looked down shamefully. "I know." I wanted to cry, but I held it in. "I'll be-be at the waterfall." I said, running off."
"Lizzie, wait!" He called.
I spun around. "What?" I tried to hide the tears that were dripping down my cheeks.
"Maybe we *can* be friends."
Lizzie POV
"Um... Good morning, Gordo. How's your leg?" I asked nicely.
Gordo looked surprised as he opened his eyes and stood up. "It's better than yesterday."
"Good. I was worried."
"You *were*?" He asked, wrinkling his eyebrows.
"Yeah, I mean, what if it got infected?" I shuddered. "That'd be extremely unhealthy, not mention extremely gross."
"I guess." He said, eyeing me like I had committed some sort of crime by being a little nice.
"But just in case..." I wrapped his leg in a long strip of cloth that used to be a bedsheet.
"Um... thanks." He said, still with a confused look on his face.
"There." I tied it tight.
It seemed weird, didn't it? I was being so nice to him, after we'd argued endlessly the night before. But I decided that I was mature. I wasn't going to let childish fights get in the way of me and Gordo. I was trying to forget the past and mov eon. I wanted Gordo and me to be friends again. That's what was confusing him.
"Ooookay." He raised his eyebrows. "What's going on here?"
I looked up at him. "What do you mean?"
He seemed speechless for a minute, and then started up again. "Lizzie, you *know* what I mean."
"No, actually I don't." I lied.
"You... don't?"
"No, not really."
He seemed ultra confused now. "Wait, What if it was all a dream?" He muttered to himself.
I had to use all my strength to keep from giggling. He thought that our breakup was a dream! Talk about hilarious!
Wait a second.
This was good, very good. This meant that we could be back together without him knowing that we had ever broken up in the first place! Risky, but it could work.
"What was a dream, Gordo?" I asked innocently.
"Did we ever... you know... break up?"
I bit my lip. It was so hard to lie to him. So I took he other way out. "maybe we did, maybe we didn't."
"Lizzie, tell me!"
I looked at my shoes. "Yeah, we did. And I'm sorry. Losing someone like you wasn't easy."
"Oh." Gordo looked somewhat disappointed. "Well, then can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"If we broke up, why are you being so nice to me?"
I gulped. How was a supposed to explain this?
"Why can't we be friends?" I whispered.
Gordo's look softened. "I can't trust you anymore."
I looked down shamefully. "I know." I wanted to cry, but I held it in. "I'll be-be at the waterfall." I said, running off."
"Lizzie, wait!" He called.
I spun around. "What?" I tried to hide the tears that were dripping down my cheeks.
"Maybe we *can* be friends."