".PREGNANT!" I finished.
"Lizzie, just wait a second, you don't understand."
"Oh, that's where you're wrong, I understand perfectly. Just tell me one thing. Who is the father?!" I questioned.
"Um.well, actually.Gordo is." Miranda stated. There was a complete silence.
"GORDO!?!?"
Gordo rushed to me, "Lizzie please sit down and we'll explain."
So, I sat. "Gordo.Gordo.how?...why?" I thought to myself.
"Lizzie, are you okay?" Miranda asked.
I didn't answer. I just stared ahead; I just couldn't imagine them as parents or a couple either.
"When did you two get together?" I asked.
"Well, about a month ago. You were too busy feeling sorry for yourself about that whole Ethan Craft not liking you and going out with Kate thing to notice. I mean for god's sake Lizzie, if you would stop throwing yourself a pity party and take a look around you; you would notice that Gordo and I have been more than friends lately. But all you." But I didn't let Miranda finish. I stood up, walked out and made my way back downstairs and towards the door.
Gordo ran after me and stopped my by grabbing my shirt. I whirled around to face him.
What?!" I yelled.
"Lizzie, don't go, please." He pleaded.
"Too bad, I am leaving. Why don't you go back to you girlfriend while I go home and throw myself a pity party. Is that okay with you. Then I tuned around and walked out the door, hopped in my car, and made my way home.
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I reached my house fifteen minutes later.
The door was unlocked, which wasn't a very good thing here in New York, so I walked right in. Unhappy voices greeted me at the door.
"Great, Mom and Dad are at it again." I mumbled.
They began fighting around eight months ago when Dad started to gamble. When mom got pregnant again, and dad used all of the money, about seven hundred dollars, that was to go towards the baby, Mom wasn't exactly happy. That is where it first began. It went downhill from there.
Mom had a miscarriage and became depressed for a couple months. So, dad had to take charge of the house, but instead he started drinking. Once, mom got better, he continued to drink and they continued to fight. That's all they have been doing for the past eight months.
I continued to walk upstairs to my room. Once I got there, I set down my purse and keys and threw myself onto my bed.
"My LIFE SUCKS!!" I yelled.
And it really did, and I was tired of it. Sick and tired. I decide it was time, time to take action. I could no longer stand my life, and I had to get away.forever.
Ah-ha-ha!!! Cliffhanger!!! Hope you liked this chap.
Keeponwritin: did this explain some stuff you asked about in your review? I hope so!! Anyway.. What do you think? What will Lizzie do?
Preview for next chapter:
I looked at the gun. Picking it up, I brought it close to my face. Suddenly I heard a noise. I looked around, it was nothing, so I turned the gun back towards. Then I decided what I would do, I gripped it harder and..
Love ya!!! Please review.
"Lizzie, just wait a second, you don't understand."
"Oh, that's where you're wrong, I understand perfectly. Just tell me one thing. Who is the father?!" I questioned.
"Um.well, actually.Gordo is." Miranda stated. There was a complete silence.
"GORDO!?!?"
Gordo rushed to me, "Lizzie please sit down and we'll explain."
So, I sat. "Gordo.Gordo.how?...why?" I thought to myself.
"Lizzie, are you okay?" Miranda asked.
I didn't answer. I just stared ahead; I just couldn't imagine them as parents or a couple either.
"When did you two get together?" I asked.
"Well, about a month ago. You were too busy feeling sorry for yourself about that whole Ethan Craft not liking you and going out with Kate thing to notice. I mean for god's sake Lizzie, if you would stop throwing yourself a pity party and take a look around you; you would notice that Gordo and I have been more than friends lately. But all you." But I didn't let Miranda finish. I stood up, walked out and made my way back downstairs and towards the door.
Gordo ran after me and stopped my by grabbing my shirt. I whirled around to face him.
What?!" I yelled.
"Lizzie, don't go, please." He pleaded.
"Too bad, I am leaving. Why don't you go back to you girlfriend while I go home and throw myself a pity party. Is that okay with you. Then I tuned around and walked out the door, hopped in my car, and made my way home.
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I reached my house fifteen minutes later.
The door was unlocked, which wasn't a very good thing here in New York, so I walked right in. Unhappy voices greeted me at the door.
"Great, Mom and Dad are at it again." I mumbled.
They began fighting around eight months ago when Dad started to gamble. When mom got pregnant again, and dad used all of the money, about seven hundred dollars, that was to go towards the baby, Mom wasn't exactly happy. That is where it first began. It went downhill from there.
Mom had a miscarriage and became depressed for a couple months. So, dad had to take charge of the house, but instead he started drinking. Once, mom got better, he continued to drink and they continued to fight. That's all they have been doing for the past eight months.
I continued to walk upstairs to my room. Once I got there, I set down my purse and keys and threw myself onto my bed.
"My LIFE SUCKS!!" I yelled.
And it really did, and I was tired of it. Sick and tired. I decide it was time, time to take action. I could no longer stand my life, and I had to get away.forever.
Ah-ha-ha!!! Cliffhanger!!! Hope you liked this chap.
Keeponwritin: did this explain some stuff you asked about in your review? I hope so!! Anyway.. What do you think? What will Lizzie do?
Preview for next chapter:
I looked at the gun. Picking it up, I brought it close to my face. Suddenly I heard a noise. I looked around, it was nothing, so I turned the gun back towards. Then I decided what I would do, I gripped it harder and..
Love ya!!! Please review.