A/N: Thank you all for the reviews. Dario: Bridesmaids are on the brides side (Which Gordo will be) and groomsmen are on the grooms side. i just said bridesmaid to point that out. But thank you for the review. Update your story soon! I'm dyin to know if they make it out.
Chapter 4
The next morning Gordo slowly opened his eyes as the sunlight flooded his room. He took a deep breath and smiled. It was the first time that he woken up on his own and not by his alarm clock since he could remember. When he left Hillridge he went to Colorado to live with his aunt and uncle. He had gotten a job at small department store and worked his way up to assistant manager. He was very dedicated to his job and was there bright and early every morning. He had also tried to take some classes at a community college, but struggled to balance his work and school work. When he moved out of his aunt's house to get a place of his own, he enrolled in a small university across town, and he was only one semester away from having his business degree. He didn't have a hard time getting his boss to let him have some time off since Gordo hadn't taken a vacation in the 4 and half years he had been there.
Gordo stretched his arms and legs as far as they would go. He had forgotten how good his old bed felt, and wished he could stay in it forever. He laid there for a few more minutes looking around his room. It was almost like he never left. That thought made him let out a small laugh.
He threw the covers off of him and put his feet on the floor and sat on his bed yawning and stretching. He looked over at the clock and saw it was only nine o'clock in the morning. "I thought sleeping in meant sleeping past noon." He thought to himself with a smile. He walked out of his room and looked down the hall and listened to see if he heard anyone. Not a sound. He walked down the hall way to the living room and found that no one was around at all. He went into the kitchen and found a note from his mom.
Gordo,
I hope you slept well honey. Your father is working today and I had to go to work for just a bit. I'll be back around 12 or so. There is plenty of food so help yourself.
Love, Mom
Gordo was starving, and he got some cereal and milk, and took it back to the living room and sat on the couch. He turned SportsCenter on and sank into his parents couch. It felt really good to be home, but Gordo knew his Dad would be home soon and that feeling would go away.
After an hour of watching sports Gordo started flipping through the channels. There wasn't much on, but then he saw it. It was an old movie; one that he had seen so many times that he really didn't care to see anymore. But it was her favorite. They had watched it so many times together he couldn't count, and every time they watched it he would bug her through the whole thing because he hated to watch it, but he would watch it a million times in a row if it meant he got to be with her, even when they weren't dating. He watched as the character played by Patrick Swazy picked up the young girl over his head on the dance floor and twirled around.
"God, I hate this movie." He said out loud. But he wished she was there to see it with him. He looked over at the phone. He wanted to call her right then, but he had no idea what to say. He picked up the phone and looked at it. He knew her number by heart; in fact he had called her house many times in the last 5 years, but always hung up before anyone would answer. He pushed the first three numbers, and his stomach knotted up. He hung it up. "What am I going to say 'Hey Lizzie it's Gordo, sorry I broke your heart and I want to go out with you sometime' No way." He thought to himself. He looked up at the movie on the TV screen, and smiled. He held the phone up, took a deep breath and dialed the number. The phone rang once and Gordo quickly hung up. "I can't. I just can't do it." He thought. He looked at the phone; he just didn't know what to say to her.
"UHHH!" He gave out a small yell and dropped the phone as it rang, shaking him out of this deep thought. He picked it up and answered.
"Hello."
"Hi. Is this the Gordon residence?" He heard a girl's voice on the other end. "Oh no", Gordo thought. "It's her." "Hello?" She repeated. Gordo lowered his voice a little.
"Yes. This is the Gordon's."
"Oh hi. It's Lizzie. Your number was on our caller ID and I was just wondering if you needed anything." She had such a sweet voice.
"Uh…no. I don't think anyone called there. Sorry." Gordo cringed as he was sure that she was going to figure out who he was.
"Ok. Thanks. Well tell Mrs. Gordon I said hello. Bye Mr. Gordon."
"Ok bye." Gordo let out a huge sigh when he hung up the phone. That was too close for him. He sat there watching TV a little longer before he got up and took a shower and changed for the day. When he walked out of his room after changing his cloths he heard the front door open.
"David?" His mom called out.
"Hey mom." Gordo said as he came down the hall to greet his mom.
"Hey honey." She gave him a hug, which was a little weird because his mom didn't just used to go around hugging him all of the time. "Did you sleep good last night?"
"Yeah I really did."
"Good. Well hey what do you say me and you go out to lunch?"
"Sure, that sounds nice." Gordo wasn't all that hungry, but he wanted to spend some time with his mother.
"Ok, well let me change cloths and we can get going."
Gordo and his mother left a few minutes later. His mom did all the talking on the way to the restaurant. She wanted to know how school was, and his job, and his aunt and uncle and the cousins. Gordo told her a few things, but didn't really divulge too much information. They made it to the restaurant about ten minutes later. When they walked in Gordo looked around and noticed there were a few people he recognized. He was nervous about being there and maybe having to talk to these people. He used to hang out at this restaurant when he was in highschool. On Saturday mornings he would get breakfast there and talk to all of the old guys as they had their coffee. They would talk about the games he played that week, about the teams to come, about when they used to play. He loved going there and talking to those guys, also the free breakfast he got wasn't too bad either.
He and his mother found a seat and started looking at the menu. Since he wasn't very hungry he thought he would just get a salad.
"Hi. What can I get for you guys?" The waiter asked. Gordo didn't look up to see who it was. "Oh, hey Mrs. Gordon." The waiter finally said.
"Well hey there Matt." Gordo's head shot up. It sure was him, Lizzie's little brother, but not so little anymore.
"Gordo?" Matt asked.
"Hey Matt. How are you?"
"Great. How are you doin? Haven't seen you in forever."
"Yeah. I'm good." Gordo smiled. "Have you graduated yet?"
"Yeah I just did in May. I'm going to UCLA in the fall."
"Well good for you." They made a little more small talk and Matt took their order and left the table. "Did you know he worked here?" Gordo finally asked his mom.
"Well…yes, but I didn't know he was working today." She said with a smile. "Anyway, what does it matter?"
"It matters because of Lizzie. You know that mom."
"Yeah. Well, she came over and ate dinner with us the other night."
"WHAT!" Gordo's mouth fell open. 'What was Lizzie doin at my house?' He thought.
"Yes. When you left she still came over a lot. She is such a sweet girl. She lives in LA now."
"That's great." Gordo said sarcastically, but really wanting to know more.
"Oh David stop. She was good to you and you know it."
"I know mom. Thank you for reminding me." Gordo just wanted to leave, but knew that he couldn't. "I'm sorry. I just feel really bad what I did to her, you know."
"I understand David. If you don't want to talk about her we won't."
"It's fine mom. I know she is still the daughter you never had."
"Well yes she is."
"So what did she do after highschool?"
"Well, she went to UCLA and got her degree in education. She lives in LA now, teaching at a small private school. She seemed really happy."
"She didn't say anything about a man." Gordo thought, but he didn't want to ask his mom that.
Sensing what Gordo was thinking his mother put his mind to ease. "She said she wasn't married or anything. I guess she was in a serious relationship in college, but it never went anywhere." She said seeing Gordo lighten a little.
"Oh." That was all he said, still wanting to say so much more. He wanted to see her so bad, yet he didn't want her to know that he was here; not yet anyway. He knew he would see her at the wedding, but he just wanted to lay low for a bit.
Gordo was enjoying his salad when he noticed Matt go into the restroom. There was something he had to tell Matt. He told his mom that he had to go to the restroom and got up and followed Matt in there. He opened the door and found Matt washing his hands.
"Matt, I need a big favor from you."
"Ok, what is it bud?"
"Well, please don't tell your sister I'm here, ok?"
"Oh, you're not going to the wedding?"
"No, no I am. I just don't want Lizzie knowing I'm here."
Matt looked down at his feet and got a worried look on his face. "Well, I kinda called her already and told her I saw you here."
