Chapter 16
The party was coming to an end and everyone was heading home. Gordo stuck around a bit to help clean up some. He and Lizzie where laughing and goofing around while they help cleared the tables.
"Gordo stop!" She said with a smile while Gordo threw another napkin at her.
"Ahh, poor Wizzie goin to get hurt by a whittle napkin." Gordo said in his best baby voice.
"I just might. I'm very sensitive you know."
"Yes you are." Rod came up behind her and tickled her sides which caused her to scream and jump. Gordo kept a smile on his face, but his heart was jealous. He tried to tell himself to stop. Lizzie wasn't his. It was ok. The jealousy was still there, but Gordo guessed it probably always would be.
"Rod. You scared me."
"You about ready to go? Your parents already left." He asked her.
"Yeah we better." She turned to Gordo. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"You sure will. Have a good night. You too Rod." He stuck out his hand for Rod.
"See you tomorrow Gordon."
"Goodnight Gordo." Lizzie gave him a hug. Gordo wanted to hold on to that hug forever, but he let go quick, and gave her a smile. He watched as the two walked out of the room. Suddenly he realized that he was the only one in the room, and for once it was quiet. Peaceful. Nice. He smiled and made his way outside.
He was going down the large hill on the motorcycle not paying attention to how fast he was going. He didn't really care. It was such a good night he couldn't care about anything. Suddenly a flash caught his eye. He peeked behind him to see flashing red and blue lights behind him, slowly gaining ground on him.
"Damn." Gordo said as he slowed the bike down and pulled over to the side of the road. In the side mirror he saw the rather large man step out of the car. His mounty hat stood tall and wide. Gordo smiled. He knew exactly who it was.
Gordo sped down the road. The cop car only a few feet behind him. There was a small gap in the fence up ahead. He slammed on the brakes and slid into the break in the fence. The cop followed suite. Gordo had had way too much to drink and he was surprised how well he was driving. The field was bumpy sending his the mustang flying in the air and back down to the ground. He shut off his lights hoping the cop car would loose him. Gordo had been in this field before. He found the make-shift road that was in the middle of the field, the ride was a bit smoother, but still had its bumps. He pushed the gas peddle as hard as he could. The cop had dropped back some, but was still close. Gordo knew the creek was coming up soon. "It's just beyond the tree lineā¦I think." Gordo thought to himself. There was a small bridge that went over the creek, but if he didn't hit it, his car would get stuck in the water. He aimed his car to where he thought the bridge was as the trees were coming at him faster and faster. He closed his eyes tight, and his hands gripped the wheel. He hit a bump and went over. He landed and kept going. He opened his eyes and saw that he had made it. He looked in his rearview mirror and watched as the cops lights hit a bump then disappeared. He slowed down. He didn't see any lights. The cop must not have made it.
He watched as the officer who driving that cop car over five year ago came closer. His stomach ached some as he remembered just a few days ago that same office punched him (refer to chapter 1 if you don't remember). Gordo smiled and punched the gas. The bike made dust fly in the face of the cop as he tore off towards town. He was going as fast as he could. He could see the flashing lights in the distance. He turned down a couple of streets to help loose the cop car. He finally got to Miranda's house without getting caught. He quickly pulled the motorcycle in the garage. He ran out to his car and slowly pulled away and headed straight for his parents house. He pulled into the driveway and headed up the walk to the front door. He watched as a police car pulled up to the front of his yard. His stomach knotted up, and he felt him break into a sweat. The window rolled down, and Officer Johnson stuck his head out. Gordo almost laughed when he saw the dirt that coved his face now.
"Gordon! Where have you been tonight?" He asked.
"I just got back from the Sanchez's sir." Gordo said coolly.
"You drive a motorcycle Gordon?"
"No sir. Those things are dangerous." Johnson grunted and drove on. Gordo broke out into a huge smile.
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Gordo tossed and turned. He could seem to keep his eyes closed. His mind was racing with all kinds of memories and thoughts of Lizzie and Miranda. He picked up his cell phone and looked at it. He smiled and started pushing buttons.
Gordo: U up?
Gordo waited for a bit with his cell phone in his hand. He hoped he didn't wake her with his text message.
Lizzie: I am now
Gordo: Sorry. Couldn't sleep
Lizzie: U ok
Gordo: Ya. Thinkin bout Randa. Had a funny idea. U game
Lizzie: What did u have n mind
Gordo: Want 2 have a movie night. Like old times
Lizzie: GREAT IDEA.
Gordo hurried and got dressed and grabbed the movie. He ran down the street toward Miranda's house. About halfway there Lizzie was waiting by the old tree. She used to wait for him all the time. She smiled as he ran up to her.
"What movie did you bring?" She asked. He held it up to so her.
"Great one Gordo." She said with a smile and a laugh. The two started down the road. They were silent the whole way there. The air was cool and caused Lizzie to shiver. Gordo put his arm around her shoulder and brought her closer to him. She just smiled and continued to walk.
Gordo picked up a small rock and threw it towards Miranda's window. It missed badly.
"You girl." Lizzie said as she picked up another rock and threw it at the window and hit it dead on. "HUH!" She huffed with a laugh. Gordo was little embarrassed. Miranda's curtain moved back and when she saw her two friends outside she smiled and left the window. A few seconds later the front door opened.
"What are you guys doing her?" She asked. Gordo handed her the movie and smiled.
"How about a movie night?" Lizzie asked. "Like old times."
"You guys are the best!" Miranda said with tears in her eyes.
Miranda made some popcorn and three sat on the floor, leaned up against the couch. Gordo was putting the movie in.
"Gordo is that your movie?" Miranda asked with a mouth full of popcorn.
"Yeah. I thought you hated Dirty Dancing." Lizzie asked him.
"I do. But you guys like it, so I bought just in case you guys were at my house and wanted watch it." He said taking his seat between the two girls.
"Well aren't you just a little sweetheart." Miranda said laughing. They snuggled up and started watching the movie.
LINE
Gordo slowly opened his eyes. The TV screen was showing the credits. He looked down. On his left was the brunette that had always been there for him. She had her head leaned on his chest and his arm was warped around her. She was sound asleep. On his right was his first love. She had wrapped are arms around his arm and was using his shoulder as a pillow. He smiled at her and kissed her on the fore head. He bent over and kissed Miranda on the head as well. He leaned his head back. It was quiet. Peaceful. Perfect. He closed his eyes and fell back asleep with a smile on his face.
