The Reason
Summary: A story full or romance, action, drama, and suspense. You'll just have to read it to find out. PLEASE give it a chance. I guarantee you won't be disappointed and I promise I'll make you cry. L/G eventually.
A/N: Hey people. . .I'm really working hard here so I'd GREATLY appreciate some reviews. Come on. . .I'll give you a cookie!
Chapter 3- A glimpse of darkness.
March 29th 2004
The Rebels are teaching me something new everyday. I feel like I fit in. Like I'm not a loner anymore. A couple days ago we were active in the bank robbery down on Elm Street. Of course, I'm the new guy so I have to sit out on the first couple of activities for fear I'll screw it up. Don't get me wrong; we are a fairly "pleasant" gang. I'm not involved in the drugs and we rarely ever shoot anyone. It's funny; I've never been one to be involved in violence. But I guess I'll do anything to fit in with these people. I still think about Lizzie all the time. Seeing her with Jeff makes me sick. I told the Rebels about it and they promised to help me out. I hope that doesn't mean taking a hit on Jeff . . .cause I'm not a cold-blooded killer. Being in a gang is a lot different than what your parents had warned you about. It's more like a family than a group of outcast teenagers. I wonder what Lizzie would say if she knew I was in a gang. I'll bet she'd think twice before she blew me off again. Seeing as I'm on the dark side and all now. God, I don't want to be like this. I hate being all angry and cynical. I want to be the innocent Gordo that Lizzie and Miranda used to love. . .funny how things don't work out.
Gordo
"Oh my Gosh, Jeff!" Lizzie squealed when he handed her a brown teddy bear with a bow around its neck. "I love it!"
"I knew you would." Jeff placed his hands on her hips and kissed her. Gordo walked by this scene in the hallway. He wanted to jump all over Jeff and beat his face in for kissing Lizzie.
"Why didn't I tell her when I had the chance?" Gordo asked himself silently. He'd had a chance at the Varsity football game. But his hormones had taken control and he'd gone to make out with Tiffany Williamson. "That was the stupidest thing I've ever done." He'd been dating Tiffany for about a week at the time, but now it seemed like he had made the biggest life changing decision. "Look at me now?" Gordo cursed himself. If he'd stayed with Lizzie in the stands, he might be with her right now. He'd be the one kissing her and giving her presents. "God, I'm stupid." Gordo slid into his seat in Trigonometry and toned out the world.
March 29th 2004
Jeff gave me a teddy bear today. It's so cute! Hm....Jeff is about the sweetest guy I've known in a while. Besides Gordo at least, he used to be sweet but now I don't know what has gotten into him. I saw him today. He was dressed in all black. His blue eyes seemed clouded with thought and he seemed unresponsive when I smiled at him at lunch. But the weirdest thing is he seems to be hanging out with Ethan Craft a lot. That kid is bad news. He's part of the Rebel gang, a gang that terrorizes anyone who goes against them. I hope Gordo hasn't gotten involved with them. If he has I blame myself. . .and Miranda of course. We did kind of ditch him. No LIZZIE! He ditched you first for that TIFFANY girl. Just when I knew I loved him he stomped out the feelings in my heart. I never really did talk to him about it though. Maybe there was more behind it than I saw. He was dating her you know. No excuse, he was supposed to be there for me and he wasn't. End of STORY! I will keep my eye on him though. Because even though I moved on romantically, I will always care for him as a friend. . .
Love, Lizzie.
Lizzie leaned up against the lockers smiling at her close friend Anna. She saw Gordo coming down the hall with Ethan and her smile faded into concern. Gordo was wearing a black shirt with a capital 'R' on it, the Rebel's sign.
"Shit!" Lizzie cursed herself. He was a part of the gang. Before she could stop herself she'd reached out and touched Gordo on the shoulder. Her hand shrank back as he turned around. His eyes were soft when he saw who it was, but after a second, she received a hard cold stare.
"Can I help you?" He asked icily.
"I. . .uh. . .Gordo. . ." Lizzie stumbled searching for the right words. "Can we talk?"
"I'm always going to be busy Lizzie." Gordo shot a look of hatred at her before turning away. Lizzie's face burned with anger.
"NO! That's not good enough for me Gordon and you know it." She took him by the hand and led him into an empty classroom. Gordo felt sparks as she grabbed his hand, but they were gone when she released it and shut the door behind them. "Okay, Gordo. Spill." Lizzie crossed her arms over her chest.
"No. I don't have to say anything to you. I wanted to talk. . .about a week or two ago, but you told me you were too busy for me." Gordo gave her the same annoyed stare she was giving him.
"Gordo, don't be this way." Lizzie pleaded with him.
"So, you can be this way, but I can't. Is that it princess?" Gordo snickered "Gordo, I just want to know why you are involved with those freaks." Lizzie's eyes welled up with tears, but she pushed them back as if they were never there. "They are not freaks, Lizzie, they are my friends! Seeing as my other friends turned too GOOD for me." Gordo yelled into her face. "Well, I wouldn't have if you hadn't left me at the football game to make out with some big ass bimbo!" Lizzie couldn't hide her tears anymore. "You think I wanted to leave you Lizzie? God, her mom had just been put in the hospital for DRUG OVERDOSE. I think her problem was a little bit bigger than yours." Gordo spat. "But you promised to never leave me." Lizzie whispered and looked at the ground. "Lizzie. . .I" Gordo felt his heart drop. She turned and headed for the door. "Don't walk away again!" Gordo begged as she turned the doorknob and stopped to face him. "You taught me how." Lizzie opened the door and stepped into the crowed hallway.
April 2nd, 2004.
Ever since my argument with Lizzie I haven't been able to focus on much of anything. The gang knows it and knows she is the reason behind it. I hope they don't do anything stupid because of it. I've about had enough of this gang. The guys are always degrading women, and they said they might be planning a drive-by. I don't want to be apart of it. It was fun, but it's getting out of hand. See the thing is, I don't know how to get out if it. . .
Gordo
April 2nd, 2004.
Gordo really has me worried. In science I saw that he'd failed five tests in a row. That's just not Gordo, and this gang thing. He doesn't know what will happen to him if he tries to get out. Matt's friend, John, was in the rebels, tried to get out, and was beaten close to death. I don't know what to do. I'm so scared for Gordo. I can't handle this alone. I guess. . .I'll just have to be brave and give an old friend a phone call.
Love, Lizzie.
"Hello, Mrs. Sanchez, is Miranda in?" Lizzie nervously twisted the telephone cord around her finger.
"Lizzie! It's been a long time! No, Miranda is at Kate's house I think but you can call her cell phone. I know she has it with her."
"Okay thanks." Lizzie hung up dejectedly. She slowly dialed Miranda's cell phone number and waited for an answer.
"Hello?" Miranda answered, not sure of who it was.
"Miranda, it's Lizzie. I need. . ." Lizzie was cut off.
"I'm sorry, I don't want any." Miranda hung up pretending like she was a sales call.
"Okay, She wants to play that way. . .!" Lizzie said aloud to nobody. Lizzie grabbed her car keys from her desk and ran out to her car. She put it in drive and drove the 4 blocks to Kate Sanders house. There were about a hundred cars parked out front. It was obvious Lizzie was about to break up a party. She pushed her way into the party seeing lots of people dancing in the living and basically all over the place. She looked for Miranda among the dancers and didn't find her so she traveled upstairs. She found a long line for the bathroom. She asked Joe McIntire who was in there.
"Miranda Sanchez. She won't come out either." Joe rolled his eyes. Lizzie walked to the front of the line and pounded on the door.
"MIRANDA! LET ME IN!" Lizzie screamed.
"Who is it?" Miranda asked.
"It's Kate." She lied. The door swung open and Miranda's eyes grew wide. She tried to slam the door but Lizzie pushed through. She shut the door behind her and locked it. Miranda sank down onto the floor. "Look I don't care what's going on with you. I just came to you for help because Gordo is in big trouble. He joined the Rebels and is failing classes and I'm really worried about him." Lizzie crossed her arms over her chest. Miranda started sobbing.
"Lizzie! You don't understand!!!! I HATE MYSELF FOR DITCHING YOU GUYS!" Miranda's makeup starting running.
"Wha. . .what?" Lizzie was really confused.
"That's why I locked myself in here. After I got off the phone with you I realized what you were calling about. I'm not blind. I've seen Gordo." Miranda cried and Lizzie sat down next to her and put an arm around her.
"Do you want to help me?" Lizzie asked simply and Miranda gazed up at her.
"You're forgiving me???"
"That's what friends do." Lizzie smiled meekly. "Lizzie, I'm so sorry!" Miranda threw her arms around Lizzie's neck. They sat like that for a while until the noise on the bathroom forced them to leave. Lizzie fixed Miranda's makeup and they walked downstairs. "Hang on, let me get my stuff." Miranda went into the kitchen. Lizzie stood at the base of the stairs and peered into the crowd. Suddenly her heart dropped. There was Jeff. Dancing and kissing. . .someone else. Miranda walked up to her. "Ready." Miranda looked at her regained friend and followed her gaze. Miranda saw the scene playing out and her hand flew to her mouth. "Lizzie! I'm sorry.!"
"No. . ." Lizzie's eyes welled up with tears as she quickly crossed the room towards her 'boyfriend'. She tapped him on the shoulder and he broke apart from girl #2. Turning around he looked right at Lizzie. He smiled nervously and started laughing a little bit. Lizzie swung back and punched him right in the face.
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