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Twisted Moonlight by: XxfallenangelxX (aMi)
Chapter 2 Alone and Wondering
Twenty-year-old David Gordon slumped back into his lounge chair and turned on the news. He watched for a brief moment as he munched on his pizza, then switched the television off in disgust.
Six months and it was still all over the news. The mysterious disappearance of the Mr. and Mrs. Gordon of Hillridge, California. Their bodies found floating down the river weeks later. The court case settling the money willed to their son David and brother-in-law Michael Demmins.
David was used to stress. His life revolved around it and always had. But this was too much. Month after month of this tension. of everyone's pity, which he knew, wasn't sincere. He was so tired of it. So tired of everything. Lately he wasn't even sure that it was his parents' deaths that were bothering him. Maybe it was just the big deal everyone was making about it. but then again he was so wrapped up in his emotions that who knew what he was really thinking.
It was at times like this that he would throw on his coat and take a long walk down that familiar stretch of sidewalk to his girlfriend's house. Lizzie. she was the one person that truly understood what he was feeling. The only one who could make him feel better. Without her, he knew that he never would have made it through this so well. And he was still making it through. Day by day, she helped him. And he was getting better. Learning to live with the grief and put up with the antics of people around him.
So, in a moment of distress and anger, David marched out the door and began trudging, with heavy footsteps down the icy sidewalk toward the McGuire home.
When he reached the door, he did not knock. Knocking was what a stranger did as they came upon an unfamiliar door. David was not a stranger and Lizzie's home was not unfamiliar. It was like a second home to him, especially in the last couple of months.
He opened the door and proceeded into the kitchen. He was immediately greeted by a hug and warm muffin from Jo McGuire. The real welcome came when Lizzie flew down the stairs and kissed him sweetly. Even after all she had to put up with in him, she was always happy to see him.
He wrapped his arms around her waiste and they hugged for a moment. She could tell he was feeling pain now. It was the way he held her.as if she were the only thing left he had to hold onto. She could tell that he had had a rough day. and so she took his hand and gently led him up the stairs.
He knew what would come next. He would spill out his emotions and she would comfort him as best she could. It had become a routine. After each long, stressful day, he would come over and tell her all that troubled him. She would spend long hours that she should have spent studying. consoling him.
They sat down on the edge of her bed, neither one speaking yet. He looked into her eyes and suddenly his world melted. No, she didn't deserve to put up with him like this day after day. She was too good for that. She was too good for someone like him who needed so much and could give back so little. Sighing, he held back his tears and bolted off the bed for the door.
He turned around before leaving. Tears collecting in the corners of his eyes he whispered, "I'm. I'm sorry Lizzie. I'm sorry I put you through all this."
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A/N: sorry I had to stop there!!! I thought it was a good stopping point So haha you'll have to wait to see what happens. ( please review and let me know what you think about it!!!
*~aMi~*
Twisted Moonlight by: XxfallenangelxX (aMi)
Chapter 2 Alone and Wondering
Twenty-year-old David Gordon slumped back into his lounge chair and turned on the news. He watched for a brief moment as he munched on his pizza, then switched the television off in disgust.
Six months and it was still all over the news. The mysterious disappearance of the Mr. and Mrs. Gordon of Hillridge, California. Their bodies found floating down the river weeks later. The court case settling the money willed to their son David and brother-in-law Michael Demmins.
David was used to stress. His life revolved around it and always had. But this was too much. Month after month of this tension. of everyone's pity, which he knew, wasn't sincere. He was so tired of it. So tired of everything. Lately he wasn't even sure that it was his parents' deaths that were bothering him. Maybe it was just the big deal everyone was making about it. but then again he was so wrapped up in his emotions that who knew what he was really thinking.
It was at times like this that he would throw on his coat and take a long walk down that familiar stretch of sidewalk to his girlfriend's house. Lizzie. she was the one person that truly understood what he was feeling. The only one who could make him feel better. Without her, he knew that he never would have made it through this so well. And he was still making it through. Day by day, she helped him. And he was getting better. Learning to live with the grief and put up with the antics of people around him.
So, in a moment of distress and anger, David marched out the door and began trudging, with heavy footsteps down the icy sidewalk toward the McGuire home.
When he reached the door, he did not knock. Knocking was what a stranger did as they came upon an unfamiliar door. David was not a stranger and Lizzie's home was not unfamiliar. It was like a second home to him, especially in the last couple of months.
He opened the door and proceeded into the kitchen. He was immediately greeted by a hug and warm muffin from Jo McGuire. The real welcome came when Lizzie flew down the stairs and kissed him sweetly. Even after all she had to put up with in him, she was always happy to see him.
He wrapped his arms around her waiste and they hugged for a moment. She could tell he was feeling pain now. It was the way he held her.as if she were the only thing left he had to hold onto. She could tell that he had had a rough day. and so she took his hand and gently led him up the stairs.
He knew what would come next. He would spill out his emotions and she would comfort him as best she could. It had become a routine. After each long, stressful day, he would come over and tell her all that troubled him. She would spend long hours that she should have spent studying. consoling him.
They sat down on the edge of her bed, neither one speaking yet. He looked into her eyes and suddenly his world melted. No, she didn't deserve to put up with him like this day after day. She was too good for that. She was too good for someone like him who needed so much and could give back so little. Sighing, he held back his tears and bolted off the bed for the door.
He turned around before leaving. Tears collecting in the corners of his eyes he whispered, "I'm. I'm sorry Lizzie. I'm sorry I put you through all this."
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A/N: sorry I had to stop there!!! I thought it was a good stopping point So haha you'll have to wait to see what happens. ( please review and let me know what you think about it!!!
*~aMi~*