Chapter Seventeen: I Thought You Loved Me
A/N: Dude, I got my computer back! Everything is the same again! No more problems with stuff! I'm so happy, but I miss my laptop. oh well. My computer is back! ~_~ More chapters are going to be coming really soon!
I'm so sorry this is short... I didn't want to stretch it because when you stretch things like this it gets boring and a little over angsty. This is a sad chappie, with raging mad people and heartbreaking news... but that's what makes it so dramatic!
OMG, OMG Come Clean is on the radio! Ahhhhh! First time on the radio! =)
I'm thanking music for this chapter. I've been listening to the radio a lot lately, and a lot of the songs are so stupid, but some of them have so much meaning packed into them, and they can be so inspiring. Like Come Clean. It was the biggest influence on me lately. It so touches my heart. I mean, since the video came out, you hear it a lot, it's so beautiful! Eeee!
***
Gordo's POV
Eleventh grade. Hated it. It was a major suckfest in my lifetime. I honestly hate Lucy Carmichael. She ruined everything. Too bad it was all a misunderstanding, because that year I spent way too much of my time alone in my room, bawling my eyes out.
Stupid to cry over a girl, but what if that girl was Lizzie? Losing her was so incredibly terrible that I didn't know where to being. And when I thought it was finally calm down, I'd see her with some new guy, and the misery all flooded back. Yes, eleventh grade was lonely.
I never stopped loving her, although I bet she stopped loving me.
Love stinks.
***
"Gordo! Let me open my eyes!" Lizzie exclaimed. "I wanna see!"
"Wait, Lizzie, just wait."
I tightened my grip on her hand and lead her to the place. It was my secret surprise for our three-and-a-half year anniversary. We had gotten together in June of 2003, and now it was December of 2006, and not once had we broken up, and I thought we deserved something in our honor. Not many couples lasted that long.
"Okay, you can look." I said letting go of her hand.
She opened her eyes slowly. "Oh, my gosh, Gordo, it's-it's our names in the cement!"
I grinned proudly. Yes, there it was, on the sidewalk leading to the fountain, embedded in the cement, "Lizzie and Gordo forever" with a little heart around it. A little sappy for my taste, but it was worth the smile she had on her face... and the kiss she gave me.
"Gordo, you're the best boyfriend in the whole universe!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around my neck.
I quivered. Hearing that made me so happy. The best boyfriend in the universe. She thought there was no one better. She thought I was the best. In the universe.
"I love you." She whispered, kissing me.
"Hey, that's not all."
She grinned. "Oh, really?"
"Yeah. I made us a whole schedule." I said, getting out a piece of paper. "10:00, we make out. 10:30, we make out. 11:00, we make out. Now what do we do at 11:30?"
"Make out?" She tried.
"No! We go to the Holy Rigatoni for lunch!"
Lizzie looked hesitant. "Let's not. " I automatically knew why. The Holy Rigatoni was the place that Miranda and Lizzie screwed up my date with Brooke, but also the place I fell in love with Lizzie. But she didn't know that, and she thought dates were all jinxed there or something. I had taken her there once, and the date ended early because I spilled my lemon ice all over the place.
"Let's forget that then." I said, touching her cheek. "But can we still make out?"
She blushed. "Why not?", and with that we were off to go make out sitting by the cupid fountain.
***
"David... who's Lucy Carmichael?" My dad asked.
I froze. Lucy Carmichael. How did my father know about her? "Um... a schoolmate." I said, half-lying. "Why?"
"Does Lizzie know?"
"Know what?"
"Know... this." He said, holding up the local newspaper.
My jaw dropped. Under the large heading "New Park Opens in Hillridge!" was a picture of Lucy and me making out seriously under the fountain. Underneath the picture was a caption that read, "Young lovers having fun at Ocean Spray Park, opened recently."
My hand flew to my mouth. "How-how did someone get this?"
"Care to explain it?"
"But, mom, dad, that kiss was a total mista-oh god, Lizzie!" I closed my eyes.
I had to get to Lizzie before she could see this,. If she did, she would most definitely get the way wrong idea and bad things could happen. Lucy Carmichael was bad news, and she could get anyone she wanted to believe her. She was the most convincing person I knew. I had to get to Lizzie before Lucy did. Lucy and Lizzie were half-friends, and if she... no. This was not happening.
I dashed for the nearest phone and dialed her number as fast as my fingers would let me.
"Hello?" Matt's voice boomed in my ear.
"It's Gordo." I yelled hastily into the receiver. "Is Lizzie there?"
"Oh, Gordo... I really don't think Lizzie wants to talk to you right now." I could almost see Matt making the unsure face of his.
"Give her the phone!" I practically screamed.
"Okay, okay." He said, and for a moment there was static. I heard a faint, "It's Gordo..." and a grunt.
"Hello?" Lizzie mumbled.
"Hey, Lizzie, listen that thing with Lucy-"
*click*
She had hung up on me. I closed my eyes and looked at the ceiling. It was worthless to call again. She would just keep hanging up. I had to go there in person.
"I'm going to Lizzie's!" I called out, and ran out the door.
Lizzie hated me. It was no fair.
Lucy had hit on me. The kiss was totally unintentional. She had invited me to meet her at the park to work on our science project, and I had gone. Then before I knew it, she was leading me to the fountain, complimenting me, making me in every way nervous. Then she started running her hand through my hair and scooted toward me. I tried to get away from her, but, she grabbed me and started to kiss me. Hard. Very hard. It wasn't my fault at all.
I stormed down the few blocks and into her house, up the stairs to her room, where I knew she'd be, under her covers, crying.
"Lizzie, I can explain."
"Go AWAY!" She screamed, throwing a pillow at me. "I *HATE* YOU!"
"I didn't mean to kiss her, Liz."
She didn't move. "Don't you dare call me 'Liz'. Now get out of my HOUSE!"
I stared at the ground. "Why don't you believe me?"
"Because Lucy called me, telling me that she you would try to make me believe it was all her fault, but that you forcefully kissed her."
I was appalled. Lizzie took her word over mine? "And you believe her!? That Lucy is a lying, cheating, hitting, sluttish..."
"Save it, Gordon. I seriously can't believe you. If you didn't want to go out with me, you could've just said so, instead of leading me on like that! I trusted you, Gordo, I thought you were perfect. The best guy on this planet, but nooo, it was all an act!" She finally faced me. "Now get OUT! This relationship is more than over. So just GO! Get out of my LIFE, David Gordon!"
A/N: Sorry it had to happen, I was practically crying while writing this thing. =( But it'll get better... later.
Okay, listen up people, I wrote lyrics to a song, it's not half-bad for once. But I need someone to write music for it. If anyone can write music, please please please take the liberty of kindly e-mailing me, and I'll email you the song so you can check it out and maybe write music to it! It's called "Silver Lining", and I really think it's better than all my other attempts, so... please try.
xoxo,
PersonY2K
A/N: Dude, I got my computer back! Everything is the same again! No more problems with stuff! I'm so happy, but I miss my laptop. oh well. My computer is back! ~_~ More chapters are going to be coming really soon!
I'm so sorry this is short... I didn't want to stretch it because when you stretch things like this it gets boring and a little over angsty. This is a sad chappie, with raging mad people and heartbreaking news... but that's what makes it so dramatic!
OMG, OMG Come Clean is on the radio! Ahhhhh! First time on the radio! =)
I'm thanking music for this chapter. I've been listening to the radio a lot lately, and a lot of the songs are so stupid, but some of them have so much meaning packed into them, and they can be so inspiring. Like Come Clean. It was the biggest influence on me lately. It so touches my heart. I mean, since the video came out, you hear it a lot, it's so beautiful! Eeee!
***
Gordo's POV
Eleventh grade. Hated it. It was a major suckfest in my lifetime. I honestly hate Lucy Carmichael. She ruined everything. Too bad it was all a misunderstanding, because that year I spent way too much of my time alone in my room, bawling my eyes out.
Stupid to cry over a girl, but what if that girl was Lizzie? Losing her was so incredibly terrible that I didn't know where to being. And when I thought it was finally calm down, I'd see her with some new guy, and the misery all flooded back. Yes, eleventh grade was lonely.
I never stopped loving her, although I bet she stopped loving me.
Love stinks.
***
"Gordo! Let me open my eyes!" Lizzie exclaimed. "I wanna see!"
"Wait, Lizzie, just wait."
I tightened my grip on her hand and lead her to the place. It was my secret surprise for our three-and-a-half year anniversary. We had gotten together in June of 2003, and now it was December of 2006, and not once had we broken up, and I thought we deserved something in our honor. Not many couples lasted that long.
"Okay, you can look." I said letting go of her hand.
She opened her eyes slowly. "Oh, my gosh, Gordo, it's-it's our names in the cement!"
I grinned proudly. Yes, there it was, on the sidewalk leading to the fountain, embedded in the cement, "Lizzie and Gordo forever" with a little heart around it. A little sappy for my taste, but it was worth the smile she had on her face... and the kiss she gave me.
"Gordo, you're the best boyfriend in the whole universe!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around my neck.
I quivered. Hearing that made me so happy. The best boyfriend in the universe. She thought there was no one better. She thought I was the best. In the universe.
"I love you." She whispered, kissing me.
"Hey, that's not all."
She grinned. "Oh, really?"
"Yeah. I made us a whole schedule." I said, getting out a piece of paper. "10:00, we make out. 10:30, we make out. 11:00, we make out. Now what do we do at 11:30?"
"Make out?" She tried.
"No! We go to the Holy Rigatoni for lunch!"
Lizzie looked hesitant. "Let's not. " I automatically knew why. The Holy Rigatoni was the place that Miranda and Lizzie screwed up my date with Brooke, but also the place I fell in love with Lizzie. But she didn't know that, and she thought dates were all jinxed there or something. I had taken her there once, and the date ended early because I spilled my lemon ice all over the place.
"Let's forget that then." I said, touching her cheek. "But can we still make out?"
She blushed. "Why not?", and with that we were off to go make out sitting by the cupid fountain.
***
"David... who's Lucy Carmichael?" My dad asked.
I froze. Lucy Carmichael. How did my father know about her? "Um... a schoolmate." I said, half-lying. "Why?"
"Does Lizzie know?"
"Know what?"
"Know... this." He said, holding up the local newspaper.
My jaw dropped. Under the large heading "New Park Opens in Hillridge!" was a picture of Lucy and me making out seriously under the fountain. Underneath the picture was a caption that read, "Young lovers having fun at Ocean Spray Park, opened recently."
My hand flew to my mouth. "How-how did someone get this?"
"Care to explain it?"
"But, mom, dad, that kiss was a total mista-oh god, Lizzie!" I closed my eyes.
I had to get to Lizzie before she could see this,. If she did, she would most definitely get the way wrong idea and bad things could happen. Lucy Carmichael was bad news, and she could get anyone she wanted to believe her. She was the most convincing person I knew. I had to get to Lizzie before Lucy did. Lucy and Lizzie were half-friends, and if she... no. This was not happening.
I dashed for the nearest phone and dialed her number as fast as my fingers would let me.
"Hello?" Matt's voice boomed in my ear.
"It's Gordo." I yelled hastily into the receiver. "Is Lizzie there?"
"Oh, Gordo... I really don't think Lizzie wants to talk to you right now." I could almost see Matt making the unsure face of his.
"Give her the phone!" I practically screamed.
"Okay, okay." He said, and for a moment there was static. I heard a faint, "It's Gordo..." and a grunt.
"Hello?" Lizzie mumbled.
"Hey, Lizzie, listen that thing with Lucy-"
*click*
She had hung up on me. I closed my eyes and looked at the ceiling. It was worthless to call again. She would just keep hanging up. I had to go there in person.
"I'm going to Lizzie's!" I called out, and ran out the door.
Lizzie hated me. It was no fair.
Lucy had hit on me. The kiss was totally unintentional. She had invited me to meet her at the park to work on our science project, and I had gone. Then before I knew it, she was leading me to the fountain, complimenting me, making me in every way nervous. Then she started running her hand through my hair and scooted toward me. I tried to get away from her, but, she grabbed me and started to kiss me. Hard. Very hard. It wasn't my fault at all.
I stormed down the few blocks and into her house, up the stairs to her room, where I knew she'd be, under her covers, crying.
"Lizzie, I can explain."
"Go AWAY!" She screamed, throwing a pillow at me. "I *HATE* YOU!"
"I didn't mean to kiss her, Liz."
She didn't move. "Don't you dare call me 'Liz'. Now get out of my HOUSE!"
I stared at the ground. "Why don't you believe me?"
"Because Lucy called me, telling me that she you would try to make me believe it was all her fault, but that you forcefully kissed her."
I was appalled. Lizzie took her word over mine? "And you believe her!? That Lucy is a lying, cheating, hitting, sluttish..."
"Save it, Gordon. I seriously can't believe you. If you didn't want to go out with me, you could've just said so, instead of leading me on like that! I trusted you, Gordo, I thought you were perfect. The best guy on this planet, but nooo, it was all an act!" She finally faced me. "Now get OUT! This relationship is more than over. So just GO! Get out of my LIFE, David Gordon!"
A/N: Sorry it had to happen, I was practically crying while writing this thing. =( But it'll get better... later.
Okay, listen up people, I wrote lyrics to a song, it's not half-bad for once. But I need someone to write music for it. If anyone can write music, please please please take the liberty of kindly e-mailing me, and I'll email you the song so you can check it out and maybe write music to it! It's called "Silver Lining", and I really think it's better than all my other attempts, so... please try.
xoxo,
PersonY2K