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NOW SEE IT IN THE FIRST CHAPTER. Thanks for the reviews!
One Month Later
Lizzie was at her apartment, watching television. She was sick and she missed her Gordo. The phone rang, and it was her friend, Miranda.
"Hello?" Lizzie said.
"Lizzie! Que pasa?"
"I have been better. You know, this sickness should go away anytime now," Lizzie said.
"Yeah. Have you felt any better at all?" Miranda asked.
"No, its really weird, and I figure it must have something to do with missing Gordo. It's a weird feeling having to wake up and not being able to talk to him," Lizzie said.
"When is the last time you talked to him?"
"Oh, I talked to him last night. I didn't tell him about me not feeling well, because I didn't want him to worry, and I am sure I will feel better soon," Lizzie said.
"What are your symptoms again?"
"Um, I feel nauseated a lot and my head hurts. I also feel very lazy and tired, which is so unlike me. I want to get back to normalcy," Lizzie said.
"Lizzie, have you seen a doctor about this? I mean, it could be serious!" Miranda said.
"No, because I am sure the doctor will tell me nothing I don't already know. I probably have the flu," Lizzie said.
"Maybe. Lizzie? This is sort of out of the blue, but did you and Gordo ever have sex?"
"Um, yeah," Lizzie said, and her eyes widened, "You don't think I could be pregnant or something, do you?"
"I don't know. Have you had your period?"
"No," Lizzie said, "but we only had sex once."
"Once is all it takes, honey and if I were you I would go to the doctor and have him see for himself," Miranda said.
"Okay," Lizzie said reluctantly. She still believed that she wasn't pregnant, but there was always the chance of pregnancy. She called the doctor and made an appointment for later in the afternoon.
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Lizzie walked into her apartment after she had gotten home from the doctor's office. "What am I going to tell Gordo?!" she thought as she went to her bed and thought about things. She was only twenty years old, and only had sex once, and this was a result? She was having a baby? And the father was in Asia at the moment looking at gorillas? This was too much to handle.
"Maybe I should not tell him anything," Lizzie said when she called Miranda back on the phone.
"You will do nothing of the sort, I mean, he is the father, and he deserves to know. Besides, this is Gordo. He is not going to desert you or anything. He will probably be thrilled and anxious to get back home to see you," Miranda said.
"My point. He will be anxious and nervous, and I don't want him to feel like that," Lizzie said.
"So what are you going to do? Have him come back two years from now see you with a baby, and you will live happily ever after? I don't think so. He deserves to know," Miranda said.
"I know, but I don't want him to feel sorry for me and call me constantly to see how I am feeling. This sucks, Miranda, why can't I just be sick?"
"Well, you are sick. But, it will go away in eight months. Come on, Lizzie, Gordo deserves to know this, and Gordo will love this information," Miranda said.
"But we aren't even married," Lizzie pointed out.
"So? When he comes home, you two can get married and be one small happy family."
"When he comes home?? As soon as he finds out, he will be on the next flight and he will never go back."
"And this is a bad thing?"
Lizzie considered this, "No, but he has been waiting for years for this opportunity, and I am trying very hard not to spoil this or distract him, and this is quite a distraction."
"Well, you can always consider adoption," Miranda said.
"No! I mean, this is a part of Gordo and me, and this is what I have to love and cherish while Gordo is gone. Besides, Gordo will freak out if he finds out that I gave our baby for adoption."
"Then tell Gordo," Miranda said.
"I will. I just won't right now. He is coming for Thanksgiving in a week, so I will tell him then," Lizzie said.
"And in the meantime?"
"I will talk to him as if I am perfectly healthy and tell him how much I miss him," Lizzie said.
"Okay," Miranda said disapprovingly, "I will be here for you, Lizzie."
"Good," Lizzie said and she smiled. The two friends hung up.
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Lizzie was sitting on her bed doing her homework when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Good morning," Gordo's voice said, cheerily.
"Gordo! You called me yesterday. Is everything all right?" Lizzie said, concerned.
Lizzie heard Gordo laugh, "Lizzie, besides the fact that you aren't here, things can never be better. I just missed you and your voice. How are you?"
"I am well, Gordo, how are you?"
"Good, I met this monkey today named Spike, and he is so cute. So, what are you doing right now?"
"Oh, I am doing homework," Lizzie said, "I am getting ready to go to bed, though," Lizzie said as she yawned.
"Oh yeah I keep on forgetting we are with different times here. Anyway, I don't want to keep you busy, and I can't wait to see you next week! I have to go eat breakfast. Bye!"
"Bye!" Lizzie said, but she ended up saying it to the dead line.
One Month Later
Lizzie was at her apartment, watching television. She was sick and she missed her Gordo. The phone rang, and it was her friend, Miranda.
"Hello?" Lizzie said.
"Lizzie! Que pasa?"
"I have been better. You know, this sickness should go away anytime now," Lizzie said.
"Yeah. Have you felt any better at all?" Miranda asked.
"No, its really weird, and I figure it must have something to do with missing Gordo. It's a weird feeling having to wake up and not being able to talk to him," Lizzie said.
"When is the last time you talked to him?"
"Oh, I talked to him last night. I didn't tell him about me not feeling well, because I didn't want him to worry, and I am sure I will feel better soon," Lizzie said.
"What are your symptoms again?"
"Um, I feel nauseated a lot and my head hurts. I also feel very lazy and tired, which is so unlike me. I want to get back to normalcy," Lizzie said.
"Lizzie, have you seen a doctor about this? I mean, it could be serious!" Miranda said.
"No, because I am sure the doctor will tell me nothing I don't already know. I probably have the flu," Lizzie said.
"Maybe. Lizzie? This is sort of out of the blue, but did you and Gordo ever have sex?"
"Um, yeah," Lizzie said, and her eyes widened, "You don't think I could be pregnant or something, do you?"
"I don't know. Have you had your period?"
"No," Lizzie said, "but we only had sex once."
"Once is all it takes, honey and if I were you I would go to the doctor and have him see for himself," Miranda said.
"Okay," Lizzie said reluctantly. She still believed that she wasn't pregnant, but there was always the chance of pregnancy. She called the doctor and made an appointment for later in the afternoon.
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Lizzie walked into her apartment after she had gotten home from the doctor's office. "What am I going to tell Gordo?!" she thought as she went to her bed and thought about things. She was only twenty years old, and only had sex once, and this was a result? She was having a baby? And the father was in Asia at the moment looking at gorillas? This was too much to handle.
"Maybe I should not tell him anything," Lizzie said when she called Miranda back on the phone.
"You will do nothing of the sort, I mean, he is the father, and he deserves to know. Besides, this is Gordo. He is not going to desert you or anything. He will probably be thrilled and anxious to get back home to see you," Miranda said.
"My point. He will be anxious and nervous, and I don't want him to feel like that," Lizzie said.
"So what are you going to do? Have him come back two years from now see you with a baby, and you will live happily ever after? I don't think so. He deserves to know," Miranda said.
"I know, but I don't want him to feel sorry for me and call me constantly to see how I am feeling. This sucks, Miranda, why can't I just be sick?"
"Well, you are sick. But, it will go away in eight months. Come on, Lizzie, Gordo deserves to know this, and Gordo will love this information," Miranda said.
"But we aren't even married," Lizzie pointed out.
"So? When he comes home, you two can get married and be one small happy family."
"When he comes home?? As soon as he finds out, he will be on the next flight and he will never go back."
"And this is a bad thing?"
Lizzie considered this, "No, but he has been waiting for years for this opportunity, and I am trying very hard not to spoil this or distract him, and this is quite a distraction."
"Well, you can always consider adoption," Miranda said.
"No! I mean, this is a part of Gordo and me, and this is what I have to love and cherish while Gordo is gone. Besides, Gordo will freak out if he finds out that I gave our baby for adoption."
"Then tell Gordo," Miranda said.
"I will. I just won't right now. He is coming for Thanksgiving in a week, so I will tell him then," Lizzie said.
"And in the meantime?"
"I will talk to him as if I am perfectly healthy and tell him how much I miss him," Lizzie said.
"Okay," Miranda said disapprovingly, "I will be here for you, Lizzie."
"Good," Lizzie said and she smiled. The two friends hung up.
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Lizzie was sitting on her bed doing her homework when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Good morning," Gordo's voice said, cheerily.
"Gordo! You called me yesterday. Is everything all right?" Lizzie said, concerned.
Lizzie heard Gordo laugh, "Lizzie, besides the fact that you aren't here, things can never be better. I just missed you and your voice. How are you?"
"I am well, Gordo, how are you?"
"Good, I met this monkey today named Spike, and he is so cute. So, what are you doing right now?"
"Oh, I am doing homework," Lizzie said, "I am getting ready to go to bed, though," Lizzie said as she yawned.
"Oh yeah I keep on forgetting we are with different times here. Anyway, I don't want to keep you busy, and I can't wait to see you next week! I have to go eat breakfast. Bye!"
"Bye!" Lizzie said, but she ended up saying it to the dead line.