Uncertainty
Lizzie awoke on her couch at seven o'clock that night. Matt was at her side, worry visible in his eyes. Reaching her hand up she felt a cold cloth on her forhead, to her side she noticed the newspaper. The awful newspaper. The one that had lost her her parents and her friends. Lizzie fell back onto the couch and groaned, how could this happen? Bolting up she thought of someone else that couldn't read this article. Jumping off the couch, knocking the newspaper and the cloth to the floor she started scratching her hands fast, something she always did when she was nervous.
"Where's Gordo, Matt? Have you heard from him?" She asked, trying to keep her tears in.
"He's in the kitchen." Matt said quietly, standing up to his sister to give her a hug, she accepted it with a thank you as well before heading into the kitchen. Gordo was sitting at the dinner table, his head in his hands and his shoulders shaking. Lizzie's hands shaking as well as Gordo's shoulders she put her hand on him as she sat in the chair nearest. He jumped, before seeing her face.
"Gordo, it's me." She said, her voice faint, almost gone.
"Lizzie! Oh god Lizzie, this is all my fault. Last night and...and..." Tears were streaming down his face as she put her arms around her boyfriend and her best friend.
"Gordo, what are we going to do?" She asked, her voice quivering as it got louder.
"Lizzie, come with me, just come." He begged with his eyes imploringly. She got up and they went to Gordo's black corvette. Driving Lizzie didn't know where they were going but at this point she was sure it was better than what they were leaving, Matt was sitting in the backseat, watching the scenery pass. All three were thinking the same thing, what were they in for?
Sorry so short, but I'm having major writer's block right now!
Love Roxy