Miranda's car whizzed easily along the virtually empty free way. Her
eyes were burning with the presence of fresh tears. She was praying.
Silently praying that something would happen, and her best friend would
remain in her coma. She knew it sounded terrible, but she couldn't let
Lizzie come back and ruin her life. She loved Lizzie dearly, and she missed
her a great deal too, but Miranda was very happy with Gordo, and it didn't
take a genius to realize that David had always been head over heels for his
little blonde friend. She sniffled, stifling her tears for the billionth
time since they'd gotten the call. Miranda had begged David to let them
finish their dinner before they left, she also suggested waiting until
tomorrow. But David was adamant. First Lizzie ruined a romantic dinner,
next she was going to take David away from her forever. Miranda glanced at
David. His curls were flopping in the wind and he was nervously running his
fingers through it again and again. They hadn't spoken a word in ten
minutes. Miranda's heart was pounding in her chest. She had never been so
nervous in her entire life.
"David?"
"Yes, Randy?"
Miranda was relieved to see that he still cared enough to use her petname. "I love you, Dave."
"I love you too sweetie. Sorry I'm not being very talkative, this is just a weird situation all around, I mean the average comatose individual will not wake up once its been a year, and even-"
Miranda giggled, good ol' David. Always offering unwanted information. "Baby, promise me that you'll always love me."
"I promise you" and with that he reached for her hand and delivered a soft kiss to the top of it.
David was never one to lie. But promising something that you weren't sure you could promise, probably counted as a lie. Gordo was apprehensive, but eager. He had missed Lizzie. A couple of times he had been heavily tempted to make a trip to the hospital, but always he reminded himself that he could fall in love, and that was something he just couldn't risk. Miranda was a wonderful girl, intelligent, funny, and of course beautiful. Everything was there. Well, almost everything. Even though he loved Miranda with all of his heart, there was something that Lizzie had made him feel that wasn't quite there with Miranda. He knew that Lizzie being awake could potentially ruin everything that he had. But at the same time he knew that if he didn't pay her a visit, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
The cool air blew over him from the convertible's windshield. He tried desperately not to think of Lizzie. He ran his fingers through his unmanageable hair yet again. His thoughts were on the other members of the McGuire family. He hadn't seen any of them in roughly two years. He knew that Jo had remarried. He had seen their picture in the wedding announcements section of the Herald. He wasn't too terribly surprised to see that the man beside her was none other than Dr. Spence. Matt was probably just out of high school. He wondered if he was still up to his usual shenanigans. The car took a sharp turn to the right. He would know soon enough, he could see the hospital towering above the tree's that lined the exit. He sighed heavily.
"this is it." He remarked
"What'd ya say honey?" Miranda inquired
"nothing," Gordo said shaking his head, "nothing at all."
Lizzie, mere miles away, lay crying in her bed. Her mother had just finsished telling her everything. How she left Sam, how she remarried her own daughter's doctor. Lizzie was thoroughly disgusted, and further more, she felt guilty. She knew that if she would have kept her eyes on the road that none of this would have happened.By the end of Jo's story (or Josie as that despicable new husband of hers liked to call her) Sam was also crying. He hurriedly kissed Lizzie on the forehead and promised to come back and visit later when the "timing was better." Jo was on the verge of tears when Kelin poked his head in the room.
"Elizabeth!" he cheered merrily "I've heard so much about you and I'm so happy to finally see you!"
Lizzie couldn't believe the nerve of this guy. With narrowed eyes and inbetween gritted teeth Lizzie politely told him to "get the hell out" That, apparently, had been Jo's breaking point and she burst into tears.
Gordo heard sobbing at the other end of the hallway. He was hoping that they were tears of joy. How could anyone be unhappy that Lizzie was awake. Then he remembered the divorce. Gordo got a feeling in his gut. The kind of feeling that he hated. It told him to just turn around and leave. To just take Miranda and leave. Lizzie was no longer a part of his life, the only way that she ever would be was if he wanted her to be. He ran his tongue along his dry lips and cleared his throat. They were mere feet from the door at this point. As much as he wanted to turn, he knew he couldn't. Lizzie probably needed him and Miranda, and this was no time to be selfish. As the neared the entrance to the room which they had both entered so many times he dropped Miranda's hand and placed his, now empty, in his pocket.
Miranda felt her heart break. Here it comes, she thought, the end of my relationship. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for what was to come.
The first thing to hit Lizzie was how tall Gordo had gotten. She had seen him through a tear that had gathered in the corner of her eye. Since she couldn't bring up her hand to wipe it away she had to wait for it to drop in order to see who was lurking in her doorway. When the tear finally slid in its decent down her face she knew him immediately. The awkward crooked grin, the slouch, and of course, the hair. He had gotten much taller though, at least a foot. She said nothing, only smiled as the tears continued to fall. "I would recognize my Gordo anywhere" she thought to herself..."wait a second my Gordo?" Lizzie slightly shook her head, as if to empty out the idea. He was here. David Gordon, her best friend was finally here. The hair, the clothes, and the eyes...my god those eyes. They were the grayest blue that Lizzie had ever seen. They seemed to stare beyond Lizzie's own eyes, deep within her. She felt goosebumps on her eyes. He walked over to the bed and kneeled down to meet her face. He brushed a stray tear from her cheek. "Gordo" Lizzie whispered through her grin, smiling up into his eyes. "Lizzie" Gordo whispered. The vibration on her neck from his voice sent a shiver down her spine. Right then, in that moment Lizzie discovered something that had long been oblivious to her. They were both there, trapped in that moment staring into eachother's eyes...and then Miranda walked in.
Lizzie was instantly pulled back to reality, but was quickly floored by her friends increasing beauty. Miranda was a knockout. Even though she was only in cargo's and a tee shirt it was apparent. Her hair was now back to its orignal black, but it had streaks of auburn all through it. Lizzie could tell that she had been out in the sun a whole lot lately. Hair hair skimmed her shoulders and was cut into many layers. She removed her sunglasses and smiled widely at Lizzie.
"HEEEEY!" they both let out a squeal. They embraced each other for what seemed like hours. It was Miranda who pulled away, but only to get a Kleenex. They busily began talking. Gordo laughed to himself, he figured they'd be chatting like this for hours, they had three years of gossip to check up on. Gordo began imagining all of the things that Miranda had to tell, about Ethan and his new found intelligence, about Kate and her new attitude, about He and Miran--. Oh my god, he thought to himself. She wouldn't. It's not that Gordo was emberassed, but in that short two minutes when he and Lizzie had been reunited, he could see it in Lizzie's eyes that she felt something for him. He wasn't sure exactly what, but he saw it there. Miranda wouldn't. Not this soon....she's only just woke up. Gordo's head began to swim and he sank into a stiff chair in the corner. "Holy Shit." He kept repeating over and over in his head.
Miranda was giggling over Ethan and all of his "brain power". Lizzie defnately couldn't believe it. She was having fun with her best friend. She had missed her. But there was one thing that she could not let Lizzie interfere with, and she had seen the way that they looked at each other. She had to do something...she knew this was harsh, but she was going to hear about it soon enough, and the sooner...the better.
She took a deep breath and began "Oh, and the best news of all!" she said cheerily "OOOH TELL ME!" Lizzie squealed. Miranda forced a smile "David and I are engaged!" and with that she thrust her newly ringed finger in front of Lizzie's nose.
Over in the corner Gordo's heart stopped dead in his chest.
"David?"
"Yes, Randy?"
Miranda was relieved to see that he still cared enough to use her petname. "I love you, Dave."
"I love you too sweetie. Sorry I'm not being very talkative, this is just a weird situation all around, I mean the average comatose individual will not wake up once its been a year, and even-"
Miranda giggled, good ol' David. Always offering unwanted information. "Baby, promise me that you'll always love me."
"I promise you" and with that he reached for her hand and delivered a soft kiss to the top of it.
David was never one to lie. But promising something that you weren't sure you could promise, probably counted as a lie. Gordo was apprehensive, but eager. He had missed Lizzie. A couple of times he had been heavily tempted to make a trip to the hospital, but always he reminded himself that he could fall in love, and that was something he just couldn't risk. Miranda was a wonderful girl, intelligent, funny, and of course beautiful. Everything was there. Well, almost everything. Even though he loved Miranda with all of his heart, there was something that Lizzie had made him feel that wasn't quite there with Miranda. He knew that Lizzie being awake could potentially ruin everything that he had. But at the same time he knew that if he didn't pay her a visit, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
The cool air blew over him from the convertible's windshield. He tried desperately not to think of Lizzie. He ran his fingers through his unmanageable hair yet again. His thoughts were on the other members of the McGuire family. He hadn't seen any of them in roughly two years. He knew that Jo had remarried. He had seen their picture in the wedding announcements section of the Herald. He wasn't too terribly surprised to see that the man beside her was none other than Dr. Spence. Matt was probably just out of high school. He wondered if he was still up to his usual shenanigans. The car took a sharp turn to the right. He would know soon enough, he could see the hospital towering above the tree's that lined the exit. He sighed heavily.
"this is it." He remarked
"What'd ya say honey?" Miranda inquired
"nothing," Gordo said shaking his head, "nothing at all."
Lizzie, mere miles away, lay crying in her bed. Her mother had just finsished telling her everything. How she left Sam, how she remarried her own daughter's doctor. Lizzie was thoroughly disgusted, and further more, she felt guilty. She knew that if she would have kept her eyes on the road that none of this would have happened.By the end of Jo's story (or Josie as that despicable new husband of hers liked to call her) Sam was also crying. He hurriedly kissed Lizzie on the forehead and promised to come back and visit later when the "timing was better." Jo was on the verge of tears when Kelin poked his head in the room.
"Elizabeth!" he cheered merrily "I've heard so much about you and I'm so happy to finally see you!"
Lizzie couldn't believe the nerve of this guy. With narrowed eyes and inbetween gritted teeth Lizzie politely told him to "get the hell out" That, apparently, had been Jo's breaking point and she burst into tears.
Gordo heard sobbing at the other end of the hallway. He was hoping that they were tears of joy. How could anyone be unhappy that Lizzie was awake. Then he remembered the divorce. Gordo got a feeling in his gut. The kind of feeling that he hated. It told him to just turn around and leave. To just take Miranda and leave. Lizzie was no longer a part of his life, the only way that she ever would be was if he wanted her to be. He ran his tongue along his dry lips and cleared his throat. They were mere feet from the door at this point. As much as he wanted to turn, he knew he couldn't. Lizzie probably needed him and Miranda, and this was no time to be selfish. As the neared the entrance to the room which they had both entered so many times he dropped Miranda's hand and placed his, now empty, in his pocket.
Miranda felt her heart break. Here it comes, she thought, the end of my relationship. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for what was to come.
The first thing to hit Lizzie was how tall Gordo had gotten. She had seen him through a tear that had gathered in the corner of her eye. Since she couldn't bring up her hand to wipe it away she had to wait for it to drop in order to see who was lurking in her doorway. When the tear finally slid in its decent down her face she knew him immediately. The awkward crooked grin, the slouch, and of course, the hair. He had gotten much taller though, at least a foot. She said nothing, only smiled as the tears continued to fall. "I would recognize my Gordo anywhere" she thought to herself..."wait a second my Gordo?" Lizzie slightly shook her head, as if to empty out the idea. He was here. David Gordon, her best friend was finally here. The hair, the clothes, and the eyes...my god those eyes. They were the grayest blue that Lizzie had ever seen. They seemed to stare beyond Lizzie's own eyes, deep within her. She felt goosebumps on her eyes. He walked over to the bed and kneeled down to meet her face. He brushed a stray tear from her cheek. "Gordo" Lizzie whispered through her grin, smiling up into his eyes. "Lizzie" Gordo whispered. The vibration on her neck from his voice sent a shiver down her spine. Right then, in that moment Lizzie discovered something that had long been oblivious to her. They were both there, trapped in that moment staring into eachother's eyes...and then Miranda walked in.
Lizzie was instantly pulled back to reality, but was quickly floored by her friends increasing beauty. Miranda was a knockout. Even though she was only in cargo's and a tee shirt it was apparent. Her hair was now back to its orignal black, but it had streaks of auburn all through it. Lizzie could tell that she had been out in the sun a whole lot lately. Hair hair skimmed her shoulders and was cut into many layers. She removed her sunglasses and smiled widely at Lizzie.
"HEEEEY!" they both let out a squeal. They embraced each other for what seemed like hours. It was Miranda who pulled away, but only to get a Kleenex. They busily began talking. Gordo laughed to himself, he figured they'd be chatting like this for hours, they had three years of gossip to check up on. Gordo began imagining all of the things that Miranda had to tell, about Ethan and his new found intelligence, about Kate and her new attitude, about He and Miran--. Oh my god, he thought to himself. She wouldn't. It's not that Gordo was emberassed, but in that short two minutes when he and Lizzie had been reunited, he could see it in Lizzie's eyes that she felt something for him. He wasn't sure exactly what, but he saw it there. Miranda wouldn't. Not this soon....she's only just woke up. Gordo's head began to swim and he sank into a stiff chair in the corner. "Holy Shit." He kept repeating over and over in his head.
Miranda was giggling over Ethan and all of his "brain power". Lizzie defnately couldn't believe it. She was having fun with her best friend. She had missed her. But there was one thing that she could not let Lizzie interfere with, and she had seen the way that they looked at each other. She had to do something...she knew this was harsh, but she was going to hear about it soon enough, and the sooner...the better.
She took a deep breath and began "Oh, and the best news of all!" she said cheerily "OOOH TELL ME!" Lizzie squealed. Miranda forced a smile "David and I are engaged!" and with that she thrust her newly ringed finger in front of Lizzie's nose.
Over in the corner Gordo's heart stopped dead in his chest.