To Protect

Author: Winter Blaze

Chapter: 23: After Party

POV: Miranda

On my way to pick up Lizzie I wondered if any of us would see each other again. We probably would, at least I hoped.

I pulled into the driveway and honked my horn. Lizzie came out in jeans and a spaghetti strap t-shirt. I looked down and wondered was I over dressed?

I unlocked the door and she got inside. She looked at me and I said, "What?" "You're not over dressed." With that I pulled out. I knew we always dressed different I just never realized it was that different.

I couldn't believe Larry was throwing a party. No. I could believe that I just couldn't believe his parents would let him. I wondered if they knew I was coming.

I guess it doesn't matter Larry and I are still seeing each other. "Park next to Gordo." I did considering that was the only available parking spot. She's too hyper.

Gordo came over and wrapped his arms around Lizzie's waist. I couldn't wait to get inside just so I wouldn't feel like a third wheel. "Let's go."

The hour was going well into the late hours of night, but the party was slowly winding down. Larry and I where sitting in the kitchen when Lizzie and Gordo came in. "Hey Miranda, umm Gordo is going to take me back home. Is that alright?" "Sure."

Then all of a sudden I wasn't feeling so well I ran out of the kitchen making a left to the bathroom. I made it, before I could throw up everywhere.

I heard the footsteps come my way and then stop. "Hon, are you okay?" "Larry do I look okay to you?" We both knew it was a rhetorical question. "I'm feeling better, now."

Larry and I went back into the kitchen. Lizzie and Gordo looked at me with concern. "I'm alright." "I'm taking you to the hospital. Lizzie, Gordo as you both know my parents are away and they'll be back in two days, so if you two don't mind could you stay here tell Miranda and I get back?" "Sure."

Larry took me by the elbow and he led me out of his house and in to the passenger side of his car, then he got and he drove me to the hospital.

We got in and my doctor saw me right away. She checked me over and everything. Larry waited with me, but he had to wait outside when they had to prod and poke me.

The doctor had the test results rushed so I would know what was wrong with me. She came in and sat down and looked at the both of us.

"Well what's wrong with her doctor?" "Miranda is three months pregnant. I know I told you that you weren't but I guess the lab was wrong."

I thanked her and Larry and I walked out of her office, and out of the hospital. We had just turned eighteen last month, but talk about a responsibility and I still had to leave for Mexico. Would he go with me? Should I even ask him? He has to live his life too.

He drove back to his house with silence between us. Questions running through both of our minds along with panic and fear.

We walk in to find the lights on but no Lizzie or Gordo, and yet his car is out front along with mine.

We check all of the room, but we save Larry's for last. He opens the door, and we both see Lizzie and Gordo wrapped up in each other's arms looking continent and happy.

We both knew that they had just made a serious step in their relationship, as we once did in that same very bed.

"Talk about an after party. I think you might have to burn those sheets and get knew ones." "I think you're right, hon."

Lizzie and Gordo woke up, and looked at us. "How did the hospital go?" I couldn't believe Gordo acted as if there was nothing wrong! I looked at Lizzie she looked embarrassed, but happy.

I shut the door knowing I had to leave because Larry and I still needed to talk, and decide what we where going to tell our parents.

We where both eighteen and practically adults but our parents still need to know that they were going to be grandparents.