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I'll try to update more often, and with Christmas and going home, come up
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Do You Remember?
Well do You?
Lizzie sat in the Sancezz kitchen, hair still damp and holding a mug of hot chocolate. Pulling a spoon from her mouth, she spoke up, "I mean how can something just do a complete one 180 like that? Life couldn't be more perfect. And then .WHAM! And everything changes.. nothing is way you want it to be." Lizzie took the spoon and dug it into the small container of chocolate chip, cookie dough, ice-cream in front of her. Popping the spoon in her mouth, she waited for a response from Miranda. When ever the two girls had a problem, the first reaction was to clean up, eat ice cream and hot chocolate and rant out the current problem. But before Miranda could reply with the standard 'Don't worry Sweetie, it's all going to work out!' Lizzie had already started on her next topic. "I mean who did I piss off in a previous life? What did I do wrong to have my boyfriend lose his memory once, then we fight, and he loses it again! I can't spend all that time with him again and not touch or kiss him. The past couple of weeks have driven me nuts. To be so close to a person that you love and care for, but they don't even know that! Seriously Mi, what did I do wrong?" She shoved another large spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. She looked up at Miranda for guidance. Miranda took advantage of the prolonged quiet and began to comfort her friend before she could start ranting again.
"Aww Sweetie, this is not your fault at all! It was just an accident! It's no one's fault!" The phone rang and Miranda rose to get it. "Hold on to that thought. Hello? Oh hey, Mrs. McGurie. Yup she here. Uhhn,. yup .sure, we'll be over quick. Ok, see you soon!" Hanging up the phone, she started towards the door, beckoning Lizzie to follow. Lizzie grabbed the ice cream and shuffled after her friend down the hall.
"Where are we going Mi?"
Miranda popped her head out from the front hall closet. "Your mom wants us to come over. Here," she tossed her a jacket. "yours is still wet. Grab a pair of my shoes and we'll try make it to the car without getting too wet, k?" She grabbed another coat and put it on. When both of them were ready they dashed out to Miranda's car and hoped in.
When they reached the McGuire's, they took off to the house, trying to keep the rain drops off. Once inside they were greeted with the sight of Lizzie's and Gordo's parents sitting in the living room. Gordo sat with his parents looking around with a look of curious wonder on his face.
"Hey guys we're here!" Lizzie called out to the group in the living room. Miranda and her began to pull off their jackets and shoes.
"Oh Lizzie!" Jo came and meet the two girls standing in the hall way. She wrapped Lizzie in to a hug. "I was getting worried! The Gordon's called from the hospital saying that you left a while ago." She pulled away from her daughter. "Why don't you two come and sit?"
* * *
Gordo sat in the living room, looking around, trying to fit the pieces of the puzzle. He knew that he's been here before. He had hug out with Miranda here, and Matt. He could remember having dinner here more than once. There must have been an another reason why all of this seemed so familiar to him. Miranda didn't live here, so it wasn't like he was visiting her, and Matt was a lot younger than him for them to be super close. Then there was that girl. What was her story? She had to fit into the puzzle somehow. Gordo's thoughts were interrupted as Miranda and the blond walked into the room. As they crossed the room, Gordo's eyes locked with the blond girl, he could make out the look of hurt and sadness that shone in her eyes. Looking back and forth at the adults, Gordo could see them looking back and forth between each other, each one trying to figure out who would start. 'At least I might get some answers now,' Gordo moved his gaze to the blond again. She raised her head and met his eyes. 'I just want to know who she is.'
* * *
"Gordo Hun, Why don't you go and get something to drink form the kitchen. We want to talk to Lizzie for a sec. Miranda, can you help him if he needs it?" Marie patted him on the back and looked over to Miranda, "You don't mind do you?"
"Oh ya, come on Gordo, I'm really thirsty anyway." Standing up, the two teens left the living room leaving to two sets of parents to talk with Lizzie.
"Lizzie, we understand all of the pain that you've been put through during the past couple of weeks. I don't know if I could have been as strong as you, if it had been Ted." Marie looked over to her husband, and he took her hand. Looking back to Lizzie, she continued, "What you have done for David may not mean that much now, but when things finally click back into place for him, it will mean so much. I don't think that I could have handled this situation as well as you have. We just wanted to say thank you."
Ted picked up where Marie had left off, "Lizzie I know this is going to tough, but we have a huge thing to tell you. Most of David's memory is back. There's just one gap still left. You are the only person to help him through this. Out of everyone, you and Miranda know him best, but you're his girlfriend. And you mean so much to our family, not just to David, but to us too. We think of you as part of our family Lizzie, and what I'm about to tell you is probably going to be the hardest thing you are ever going to have to hear." Ted took a deep breath before carrying on, "Lizzie, the one gap in David's memory is. you."
* * *
Gordo allowed himself to be dragged into the kitchen by Miranda. "Why do they feel that I can't handle this?" Sitting down at the bar in the kitchen, he watched Miranda grab cups and juice. While pouring the juice, Miranda began to ask Gordo questions.
"So Gordo. you must be really confused about everything. I mean waking up . and stuff." Miranda drifted off her sentence and continued to fill the glasses. "If you want to ask me anything."
"Miranda you have no clue how difficult this is. II mean look around and I can remember all these great times here. But why here? Why this house. what is soo special that you and me spend all of our time here?" Gordo lifted his head and stared Miranda in the eye. "I just want to know who she is. I see flashes of her. me and her. why though? I feel so empty, like I'm missing this huge important piece to a puzzle. Am I making any sense at all?"
Miranda stared back at Gordo, jaw slacked as she ran what he had just said though her mind. 'Gordo has no idea what Lizzie is to him!' Placing the carton of juice back into the fridge, she placed one of the cups in front of Gordo and sat down next to him. "Gordo, you have no clue how much I'm bursting to tell you everything, starting from the beginning and telling you everything your dying to know. But I can't. You need to hear it from her, it's not my story to tell. And if I know Lizzie, she'll be tons happy to help you out."
* * *
Lizzie blinked and stared back at the Gordon's with a look of dread. Out of all the things he could have forgotten it had to be her! She quickly racked her brain trying to remember the name of a person from the past who had sworn revenge. Not finding an answer, she said "So out of the things that he COULD forget, of course it had to be me." She stood up and began to pace. Her fingers threaded though her hair as her mind tried to work out what it had been told. "After spending all my life with him and caring for him, he has forget all of that! Everything that we've been through, it all means NOTHING!" Her voice yelled the last bit, and she stormed from the room. After sitting in surprised silence for a moment, both sets of parents quickly followed out of the room, in the direction that Lizzie had left in. Entering the kitchen, they found Lizzie with her hands on her hips staring at Gordo.
"Well David? Can you? Do you even want to? I mean there must be some reason that you can't get it through you thick head who I am? Tell me, do you remember me at all?"
Gordo stared at her. He looked her over, eyes sweeping her body and the area that they found themselves in. He looked to his parents, Miranda and the McGuire's before answering. "No, no I don't."
Lizzie eyes opened in shock as she heard the words she had been dreading fall from his lips. Turning around, she mumbled "I'm going to be sick," and bolted from the room, and up the stairs. Everyone had their eyes glued on Gordo as he watched the space that Lizzie had stood seconds before. He shifted his gaze and looked at his parents. "Well, what did you want me to do lie to her? Tell her yes? Hug her and tell her it was a joke?! This is must be a huge deal that no one feels that need to fill ME in on! I'm going to go and talk with her.", he left the room and made his way up the stairs. Jo turned to the small group of people gathered in her kitchen. "Well this is going to be a long night. coffee anyone?"
Do You Remember?
Well do You?
Lizzie sat in the Sancezz kitchen, hair still damp and holding a mug of hot chocolate. Pulling a spoon from her mouth, she spoke up, "I mean how can something just do a complete one 180 like that? Life couldn't be more perfect. And then .WHAM! And everything changes.. nothing is way you want it to be." Lizzie took the spoon and dug it into the small container of chocolate chip, cookie dough, ice-cream in front of her. Popping the spoon in her mouth, she waited for a response from Miranda. When ever the two girls had a problem, the first reaction was to clean up, eat ice cream and hot chocolate and rant out the current problem. But before Miranda could reply with the standard 'Don't worry Sweetie, it's all going to work out!' Lizzie had already started on her next topic. "I mean who did I piss off in a previous life? What did I do wrong to have my boyfriend lose his memory once, then we fight, and he loses it again! I can't spend all that time with him again and not touch or kiss him. The past couple of weeks have driven me nuts. To be so close to a person that you love and care for, but they don't even know that! Seriously Mi, what did I do wrong?" She shoved another large spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. She looked up at Miranda for guidance. Miranda took advantage of the prolonged quiet and began to comfort her friend before she could start ranting again.
"Aww Sweetie, this is not your fault at all! It was just an accident! It's no one's fault!" The phone rang and Miranda rose to get it. "Hold on to that thought. Hello? Oh hey, Mrs. McGurie. Yup she here. Uhhn,. yup .sure, we'll be over quick. Ok, see you soon!" Hanging up the phone, she started towards the door, beckoning Lizzie to follow. Lizzie grabbed the ice cream and shuffled after her friend down the hall.
"Where are we going Mi?"
Miranda popped her head out from the front hall closet. "Your mom wants us to come over. Here," she tossed her a jacket. "yours is still wet. Grab a pair of my shoes and we'll try make it to the car without getting too wet, k?" She grabbed another coat and put it on. When both of them were ready they dashed out to Miranda's car and hoped in.
When they reached the McGuire's, they took off to the house, trying to keep the rain drops off. Once inside they were greeted with the sight of Lizzie's and Gordo's parents sitting in the living room. Gordo sat with his parents looking around with a look of curious wonder on his face.
"Hey guys we're here!" Lizzie called out to the group in the living room. Miranda and her began to pull off their jackets and shoes.
"Oh Lizzie!" Jo came and meet the two girls standing in the hall way. She wrapped Lizzie in to a hug. "I was getting worried! The Gordon's called from the hospital saying that you left a while ago." She pulled away from her daughter. "Why don't you two come and sit?"
* * *
Gordo sat in the living room, looking around, trying to fit the pieces of the puzzle. He knew that he's been here before. He had hug out with Miranda here, and Matt. He could remember having dinner here more than once. There must have been an another reason why all of this seemed so familiar to him. Miranda didn't live here, so it wasn't like he was visiting her, and Matt was a lot younger than him for them to be super close. Then there was that girl. What was her story? She had to fit into the puzzle somehow. Gordo's thoughts were interrupted as Miranda and the blond walked into the room. As they crossed the room, Gordo's eyes locked with the blond girl, he could make out the look of hurt and sadness that shone in her eyes. Looking back and forth at the adults, Gordo could see them looking back and forth between each other, each one trying to figure out who would start. 'At least I might get some answers now,' Gordo moved his gaze to the blond again. She raised her head and met his eyes. 'I just want to know who she is.'
* * *
"Gordo Hun, Why don't you go and get something to drink form the kitchen. We want to talk to Lizzie for a sec. Miranda, can you help him if he needs it?" Marie patted him on the back and looked over to Miranda, "You don't mind do you?"
"Oh ya, come on Gordo, I'm really thirsty anyway." Standing up, the two teens left the living room leaving to two sets of parents to talk with Lizzie.
"Lizzie, we understand all of the pain that you've been put through during the past couple of weeks. I don't know if I could have been as strong as you, if it had been Ted." Marie looked over to her husband, and he took her hand. Looking back to Lizzie, she continued, "What you have done for David may not mean that much now, but when things finally click back into place for him, it will mean so much. I don't think that I could have handled this situation as well as you have. We just wanted to say thank you."
Ted picked up where Marie had left off, "Lizzie I know this is going to tough, but we have a huge thing to tell you. Most of David's memory is back. There's just one gap still left. You are the only person to help him through this. Out of everyone, you and Miranda know him best, but you're his girlfriend. And you mean so much to our family, not just to David, but to us too. We think of you as part of our family Lizzie, and what I'm about to tell you is probably going to be the hardest thing you are ever going to have to hear." Ted took a deep breath before carrying on, "Lizzie, the one gap in David's memory is. you."
* * *
Gordo allowed himself to be dragged into the kitchen by Miranda. "Why do they feel that I can't handle this?" Sitting down at the bar in the kitchen, he watched Miranda grab cups and juice. While pouring the juice, Miranda began to ask Gordo questions.
"So Gordo. you must be really confused about everything. I mean waking up . and stuff." Miranda drifted off her sentence and continued to fill the glasses. "If you want to ask me anything."
"Miranda you have no clue how difficult this is. II mean look around and I can remember all these great times here. But why here? Why this house. what is soo special that you and me spend all of our time here?" Gordo lifted his head and stared Miranda in the eye. "I just want to know who she is. I see flashes of her. me and her. why though? I feel so empty, like I'm missing this huge important piece to a puzzle. Am I making any sense at all?"
Miranda stared back at Gordo, jaw slacked as she ran what he had just said though her mind. 'Gordo has no idea what Lizzie is to him!' Placing the carton of juice back into the fridge, she placed one of the cups in front of Gordo and sat down next to him. "Gordo, you have no clue how much I'm bursting to tell you everything, starting from the beginning and telling you everything your dying to know. But I can't. You need to hear it from her, it's not my story to tell. And if I know Lizzie, she'll be tons happy to help you out."
* * *
Lizzie blinked and stared back at the Gordon's with a look of dread. Out of all the things he could have forgotten it had to be her! She quickly racked her brain trying to remember the name of a person from the past who had sworn revenge. Not finding an answer, she said "So out of the things that he COULD forget, of course it had to be me." She stood up and began to pace. Her fingers threaded though her hair as her mind tried to work out what it had been told. "After spending all my life with him and caring for him, he has forget all of that! Everything that we've been through, it all means NOTHING!" Her voice yelled the last bit, and she stormed from the room. After sitting in surprised silence for a moment, both sets of parents quickly followed out of the room, in the direction that Lizzie had left in. Entering the kitchen, they found Lizzie with her hands on her hips staring at Gordo.
"Well David? Can you? Do you even want to? I mean there must be some reason that you can't get it through you thick head who I am? Tell me, do you remember me at all?"
Gordo stared at her. He looked her over, eyes sweeping her body and the area that they found themselves in. He looked to his parents, Miranda and the McGuire's before answering. "No, no I don't."
Lizzie eyes opened in shock as she heard the words she had been dreading fall from his lips. Turning around, she mumbled "I'm going to be sick," and bolted from the room, and up the stairs. Everyone had their eyes glued on Gordo as he watched the space that Lizzie had stood seconds before. He shifted his gaze and looked at his parents. "Well, what did you want me to do lie to her? Tell her yes? Hug her and tell her it was a joke?! This is must be a huge deal that no one feels that need to fill ME in on! I'm going to go and talk with her.", he left the room and made his way up the stairs. Jo turned to the small group of people gathered in her kitchen. "Well this is going to be a long night. coffee anyone?"