a/n: hey, random thought. if anyone thinks that i need to raise the rating on this story again, please tell me. explain what i should fix please...
Ch 6- Giving up
Lizzie sighed as she sat down at the lunch table, alone. Ever since Gordo had found her getting stoned last month, he had refused to talk to her. Miranda was being short and snappy with her and Kate just usually didn't talk to her that much anyway.
"Is this seat taken?"
Lizzie looked up in surprise at Miranda. "If you're gonna insult me again, go away," Lizzie told her.
"I'm sorry ok? I was a bitch. I should have been there for you instead of ignoring you," she apologized.
"I'm trying Miranda, I really am," Lizzie told her strongly.
"Really?" she said curiously.
"Yeah, really. I don't want this baby to be messed up like I am. I'm going to stop being a slut, pothead and drunk."
"It takes time to break those Lizzie...are you sure you can do it?"
"Yeah. I know I can. I'll just slow down on the smoking and drinking until eventually I'll be able to stop. I mean Gordo hates me now...I can't take that. He's the father, I need him Miranda."
Miranda managed a small smile at her friend. It seemed as though Lizzie was sincerely trying to quit. This was a first for her, she usually just claimed she didn't have a problem and that she was fine. Maybe she really was going to stop...
"Gordo, she needs you," Miranda said to him that afternoon after school.
"No, she needs the damn bottle remember?" he asked bitterly.
"She's really trying to stop this time. She has a plan and everything...she's actually sincere this time. She's doing it for the baby...and for you," Miranda persuaded.
"She doesn't care about me or that child. All she cares about is making herself feel good. I'm tired of it, I don't need it," he said softly as he got up and walked away.
"So this what you're gonna do? Walk away from your baby?" she challenged.
"No. I'm walking away from the slut that made the baby," he answered as he exited the door.
"Too bad you helped her," she said to herself.
"Gordo?" Lizzie asked as she walked up to him that night.
In response he just turned and walked the opposite direction.
"Gordo, don't walk away!!" she called after him. "You helped me make this baby!!" That stopped him and he slowly turned to look at her. Lizzie slowly smiled a small smile, hoping that she made at least some progress.
"I need you Gordo. I can't do this alone. I'm trying to stop ok? But I can't do it alone."
"So just all the sudden you're going to quit? It doesn't work like that Liz!" he called to her.
"That's why I need you."
"No. You can't just expect me to believe that you're going to quit. A month ago I caught smoking up in your bedroom!!"
"And I believe a month ago Kate had to hold you up at her house because you were so shit face drunk," she replied.
"That is different!!" he yelled back getting frustrated.
"I don't see how. I got high, you got drunk."
"You're the one that has the baby!! Damn it Lizzie do you even care about it?!" he asked her, slipping back into what he used to call her in middle school.
"Of course I care!! Why else would I be trying to do this?" she said as tears came to her eyes.
"Save face," he guessed.
"You know what?" she said getting fired up. "No, wait. You know what, you're not worth it. If you can't be man enough to help me and your child out then fuck you. A real man would step up," she said through her teeth as she stalked away leaving Gordo standing there looking after her.
Gordo knocked hesitantly on her door. He had thought about what she said and she was right. He was responsible for this too. He can't just walk away from it...he had to deal. With that thought in mind, he braced himself for the slap he had been getting lately from her as she opened the door.
"Liz-" was all he could get out before she shut the door in his face.
"Liz!! Open the door!" he yelled as he pounded on it. He stopped and then pounded again.
"What?" she asked through the closed door.
"Come on, please? Open it," he said again.
Slowly, the door inched open and she stared at him. "What?" she asked softly.
"You were right. I need to be with you, I need to help you. It's my fault that this happened too...I need to take responsibility."
She just looked at him, cocked her head to one side and put on her skeptical face.
"No, I'm serious Liz. I want this baby to know it's father, I want the mother to know the father..."
"Gordo...I do know you."
"I want the father and the mother to be together and give this child a normal home..." he said as he paused.
"What?"
"I want to be with you Liz. I love you, I already told you that."
"Gordo...are you asking me out?" she asked.
He just ducked his head in response. He had wanted this for so many years, to ask her out, but he never got up the courage to do it. Now he did, after he just called her a slut and impregnated her and told her to her face that she'd never quite smoking up. Yep, he sure had great timing.
"David," she said. He looked up for that one, she never called him that unless she was extremely pissed off. When he did so, she caught his chin and kissed him softly.
"Is that a yes?" he questioned. She smiled softly and kissed him again, this time he kissed her back.
"Hey Gordo?"
"Mm?"
"This time, no sex," she said. He just looked at her and laughed.
"Shut up McGuire."