"Everytime"
A/N: WOW. It's been over two months since I've wrote on this. School has a way of sidetracking the writing process for me because on top of the regular English class I have a Creative Writing and Short Stories class which requires SO much writing. This is a very rare moment that I have nothing to do so I'm very excited that I finally get to write this chapter. I hope you enjoy this one as much as I did when I was developing the plot in my head earlier in the day. :0)
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It had been several months since the video shoot and the single had hit it big, had it's moment and faded out silently just as all singles do. Lizzie had been as busy as ever, going around the world promoting the single and recording her next cd. Now she was finally taking a break, leaving behind the troubles of recording and mixing and singing for a later day. The next two weeks was going to be heaven to the overambitious singer who desperately needed a break.
Walking in the door of her apartment on the ocean-front of Hillridge Lizzie let all of the luggage she had been struggling with fall to the ground and she walked into the living room and plopped herself down on the over-sized couch and sighed contentedly. This was the first time in a long time she had felt truly relaxed.
"Home sweet home." She whispered into the quietness. She grinning at the silence that met her back instead of a million questions coming at her from every direction.
The blinking red light on her answering caught her attention as she got up off of the couch to sort through her luggage. She pushed the play button as she walked over to the bags laying on the floor softly humming the lyrics to a song she had recorded a few days prior.
"H-h-hi I'm Freddy and your refrigerator is running. Bye." The first message greeted her.
Lizzie laughed. Ethan was truly a class act. She was used to the prank calls from her friends everytime she left town.
The next 20 or so messages were all her friends, her mom calling her answering machine just to hear her voice and fans who had somehow miraculously retrieved her phone number. She hummed to herself all the while unpacking clothes, folding them and taking them to her bedroom. On one particular trip to the bedroom the message playing on the answering caught her immediate attention.
"L-Lizzie? Oh shit I hate answering machines." A familiar male voice stuttered out. Lizzie walked to the door frame of her bedroom with several items of clothing still in hand that she had not yet been able to place in their respective places.
"Ok I didn't call just to state my distaste for answering machines." The voice continued. "I heard on the radio yesterday morning that you were going to be back in town tomorrow so I just thought I would call to say hey. So hey. B-b-bye Lizzie." You could hear the struggle in Gordo's voice trying to pull him from saying anything further. The answering machine beeped signaling the end of the messages.
Lizzie stood froze in her doorway. She hadn't even thought about him in months, she had pushed him to the back of her mind and thrown herself into work. Now all of those memories came flooding back. She shook her head in an attempt to shake the memories but there they stayed. She walked to the pile of luggage laying on the floor and started to once again attempt to get all of the clothing to her bedroom hoping to push the thoughts out of her mind once again. No such luck.
Then while folding a shirt a thin smile formed on her lips. For the first time since the breakup she felt an overwhelming sense that everything was alright. That she shouldn't regret the relationship but cherish the memories and learn from the mistakes they had both made.
Disregarding the pile of clothes still lying on her living room floor Lizzie found herself in the small recording studio that she had insisted on having built for her midnight writing sprees. Soon she found herself writing down lyrics, mixing music and recording the song. It was only a rough demo of the song but Lizzie could care less because she had finally been able to break through the feelings of hurt and released the part of her that was going to be okay. She looked at the clock, she had started at 5 that evening and now it was 1 a.m.
Lizzie walked to the living room and unlocked the door that led to her ocean front patio. Stepping outside she deeply inhaled the alluring smell of the ocean and the relaxing calm of the smell. She opened the patio gate, taking her shoes off and delving them into the soft sand. She then proceeded down to the ocean letting the waves slowly cascade over her bare feet. How she had missed moments like these. She stood in the same position just letting her senses take in everything. Sighing she tore herself away from the beach into the comforts of her apartment for some much needed rest.
Early that morning Lizzie awoke with a smile on her face. Today was a new day and she was ready to face it with her newly found sense of well being. She quickly got out of bed and opened the draping curtains hanging over her windows and let the warm sunlight pour in.
After doing her normal morning routine, she quickly retrieved her phone and dialed Miranda's cell number.
"Hello?" The sleepy brunette answered.
"Wake up, sleepyhead, get dressed and get your butt over here." Lizzie giggled.
Miranda smiled and rolled her eyes. "Well you sound rather up-beat today, quite a change from the previous."
"Darn right." Lizzie answered back. "Now hurry up."
"Okay I'm up I'm hurrying. I'll be there in about 15 minutes." Miranda gave in.
"Okay see you then." Lizzie happily hung up and settled in on the couch to wait for Miranda's arrival.
Exactly 15 minutes later Miranda was ringing Lizzie's doorbell. Lizzie skipped to the door and opened it to her best friend. They both hugged for what seemed like an eternity for all the lost time. After a long while they both broke apart and went to sit on the couch.
"So what's so important that I just HAD to come now." Miranda put emphasis on HAD.
"Well get this, Randa." Lizzie said bubbly. "Gordo called and left a message on my answering machine just to say hey." She laughed.
"And you're laughing?" Miranda asked puzzled.
"Yes." Lizzie nodded. "Anyways I just want you to hear this song." She got up and plopped the cd into the cd player located in the living room, one of many in the apartment.
"I think you'll really like this one." Lizzie smiled as the song began.
C'mon, Uh. 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
It Was A Couple Of Years Ago
I Was Sitting Beside My Window
I Never Will Make The Same Mistake
Cause That's When He Walked On By
For Almost A Year I Followed
I Don't Regret A Single Day
Then He Changed
And Proceeded To Tear From Me
Every Inch Of Soul You See
And He's Kept It To This Day
And I Die Everytime
I Find A Piece Of Him In Corners Of My Mind
So I Washed It All Away
And Time
It Took Me Time
But I Have Left Those Memories Back And Far Behind
He Called Me Yesterday
Just To Say Hey
I Was The Last To Know
Such An Infatuation
That I Can Say
With Certainty
Then He Changed
And Proceeded To Tear From Me
Every Inch Of Soul You See
And He's Kept It To This Day
And I Die Everytime
I Find A Piece Of Him In Corners Of My Mind
So I Washed It All Away
And Time
It Took Me Time
But I Have Left Those Memories Back And Far Behind
He Called Me Yesterday
Just To Say Hey
It Took Me A Lifetime To Forget You
But I Did
I Never Want To See Your Face Or Speak Your Name (Again)
And I Die Everytime
I Find A Piece Of Him In Corners Of My Mind
So I Washed It All Away
And Time
It Took Me Time
But I Have Left Those Memories Back And Far Behind
He Called Me Yesterday
Just To Say Hey
Just To Say Hey
(Just To Say Hey)
Just To Say Hey
(Just To Say Hey)
Miranda stared quizically at Lizzie as the song ended. Lizzie walked back and sat on the couch and greeted her back with a hopeful smile. Soon Miranda's lips broke into a huge smile.
"Lizzie!" She squealed and hugged the blonde, taking her by surprise. "Really?" She broke from the hug and looked at Lizzie questionally.
Lizzie nodded as tears clouded her eyes. "I'm finally going to be ok, Randa." She sighed and leaned back into the comforts of her couch ready to face the world with a newly found perspective.
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A/N: Sorry it's so short ya'll, but I hope you enjoyed in nonetheless. :0) And don't think it's over just yet. HeHeHe. I've got a few more good ones up my sleeve. :0) Oh and the song used in this chapter is "Hey" by Mandy Moore and I do not own it so don't sue me. LOL. ;)
