Hey there to whoever is kind enough to read this!
I'm always doing happy stories and I wanted to try a mystery/angst/drama/tragedy thing!
It does have a happy ending, do not fret, just please review and send me ideas and stuff! I would be really surprised if you liked my writing but hey, I love surprises! Please surprise me!
Peaches n Pears
Warning: this story is rated PG-13 for some violence (not too much detail,) and some language, I hope this is a good rating, let me know!
Disclaimer: If I really owned these characters I would have this published, and have a private yacht and four mansions! I just own the plot!
Now onto the story!
Believe in Me
There's always been the age old myth that when the angels cry it rains. Well this story started on a night of rain, angel tears, but soon more than just the angels were crying. You see
that's what happens when everyone you trust in either dead or lying. You cry too.
Prologue
Small drops of rain fell from the black sky, creating lake-like puddles that Elizabeth McGuire stepped around. The dark fitted her mood, having recently graduated from Harvard Law. She
had lost not only her first case but her first love as well. The 25-year-old blonde pulled her gray sweater closer around her body and shivered in the slight wind. Large plops of water
dripped onto her head from an over hang and she pulled the wool hood up over her long, blonde hair. Lizzie stepped out in her tall, black boots and splashed into a puddle, brown eyes
clouding with tears. Oh Gordo! the thought tore through her heart and the tears flowed freely, saline and rain mingling on her cheeks.
FLASHBACK
"Hey Liz," David 'Gordo' Gordon muttered, he and Lizzie had been friends since they were born and his new-found quietness scared Lizzie badly.
"Oh hi Gordo, what's wrong?" she reached out a small hand and gently caressed his cheek.
"Oh, um" Gordo shoved his hands into his pockets and stared at the floor "I have something important to tell you, I'm just not sure how," he gave a short laugh.
Lizzie tensed her body and bit her bottom lip, Does he know I love him? she wondered, knitting her brows in worry.
"You see," he started before trailing off in thought, he chuckled a bit before continuing "I've kind of fallen in love with an extremely special girl. She's gorgeous, blonde hair, brown eyes,
and a care for anyone in trouble. Only problem is I don't think she knows how I feel!" Gordo's eyes locked with Lizzie's and before her mind registered what she was doing, Lizzie was
gone, running away as fast as she could.
END FLASHBACK
Lightning flashed somewhere over head, mirrored in the murky puddle. A clap of thunder made her jolt out of her thoughts.
he doesn't need me so I don't need him
She sighed as the rain poured harder onto her head. Her short navy skirt was dripping droplets of water down her legs and into her boots as she walked a little farther down the alley
way.
Another flash of lightning and Lizzie waited for the thunder.
One, two, three, four, fi- thunder quickly ended her counting less than a mile away! she thought and grinned. see, I don't need your protection Gordo, I'm perfectly fine on my
own!
The rain lessened and hail began, small pea-sized balls, pelting from the sky. Lizzie grinned and unzipped her sweater. She was already soaked through and maybe if she got pneumonia
she would have an excuse to take a week or two of work and not have to see Gordo. She peeled the wet, wool garment off of her body and casually dropped it next to a pile of
cardboard boxes. Four soaked alley cats scattered, hissing their disapproval. Lizzie laughed and unzipped her boots as well, stepping out of them on her way towards a bunch of puddles.
The alley was long; several more buildings lined each side of the street before a small side street branched off. It was the dingy part of New York City were the three amigos, Gordo,
Lizzie, and their best friend Miranda Sanchez had moved too after completing college.
Lizzie's white tank top was soaked through, showing her peachy skin through the fabric. Lizzie was extremely glad that she hadn't put any makeup on, it would have been running like
crazy and when she returned to her apartment, Miranda would've asked a million questions.
Splashing through another puddle, Lizzie thought she heard voices. They sounded low and angry but these were the slums! It was better to remain anonymous! She heard wet footsteps
and then a scream, followed by a sickening thud and more footsteps.
Lizzie paused before rushing along down the alley. That scream was familiar. Her feet made wet, squishing sounds against the dirty asphalt and Lizzie slowed down, trying to keep as
quiet as possible. She didn't want the attacker to know she was here.
Lizzie carefully inched down the side street, narrowly avoiding a collision with a metal garbage can. Two dark shadows were crouched at the end of the street, one lying against a wall, the
other leaning over the first, hand on the handle of a knife. Carefully pulling out her cell phone Lizzie dialed 9-1-1 and gave her location to the police. Hanging up she inched closer.
The first figure's head swung around hand letting go of the weapon lodged in the first person's body, He stood up and his face was shown by the lamp light. His shirt and hands covered in
blood, she couldn't pry her eyes away from. Holding in her breath she took a step backwards as the sirens began to sound.
Shaking her head, Lizzie inched around the man till she could see the victim. Blood still poured from Miranda Sanchez's life-less body, a knife stuck through her heart. The sirens got louder
and Lizzie turned back to the man.
"Get out of here! I won't say anything, just run!" tears began to spill down her cheeks.
He took a step towards her, tears splashing down his face too, Lizzie glanced at his hands and sobbed even louder.
"It wasn't- I didn't- It's not what you think, I-" she cut him off,
"No, just Run!" she cried
"Just let me explain,-" his voice was cracking and his eyes were misted with hurt,
"Damn you Gordo, Run!"
Giving her one last look, he dashed down the alley, disappearing around the corner just as the police car stopped near the heartbroken blonde.
Hey, um this does have a happy ending! But it's pretty angsty! I didn't know I could write this much angst! Please review with anything. Even flames (I don't really like them but hey I wanna know if people actually are reading this!) thanks!
Peaches n pears