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Hey guys! First I want to say how sorry i am for leaving you all hanging with this story. The story itself started confusing me, and I'd had this chapter or parts of it done for awhile, but didn't know if I wanted it for the very next chapter and also I was just ahh confused myself i dunno...sorry! ahh! I really worked on this chapter though. I'm really hoping I'll update again becuase I really do like this story. I feel I need to finish it.

From the comments I can see you all are getting the jist of the story. I'm arranging the chapters out of order if you can't already tell. Thisone is set in the future, just so ya know. The number at the top, but just below the chapter title is the age of Gordo in that particular chapter. In case you all are really bored and want to go through and get it straight. lol

As for me, I've been down lately... ahh but I won't bother you'll with that. Hey!I went to see Bright Eyes last November and The Strokes last March both at the Rhyman in Nashville. Unbelievable! Ah! I LOVED IT! I'm still wearing the pink arm band from the strokes concert :D nerdy i know. hey hey hey...! I started learning guitar too! tee hee but uh im pretty uh...cough bad cough horrible coughlol well its fun. This summer I'm going to Europe! France, Italy, Switzerland, and Austria! I'm so excited. It for this program thing so its just me anda few otherpeople my agefrom around my area. I thinking about applying for GSA (governer scholar for the arts)next summer for dance, but I dunno if I'll make it. It would be so amazing though. ahh:) oooohhh anyone seen "the hills have eyes"? ahhhh that scared me sooooooooooo bad! wimpers ahhh so scary :( ahhhh sooo yeahhh

Ha well I'm sure all that information entertained you guys heh. I wish you all wonderful wonderful days and I hope you guys will comment! Enjoy!

P.S. Sorry this Author Note is soo long ahh. sorry! I ramble heh

P.P.S. I wanted to say this sooner, but i didnt have a chapter to update soo, i'll say it now: Marcy Lee...awww thank you for liking the story but...but-t...aww he's not an idiot:(

P.P.P.S.Next update should bearound May 5th;0

P.P.P.P.S. one last one...wish me luck on my test! you'll know what i mean lol

Love Always,

Lola;0

The Lizzie Nightmares

The Voice

24

He felt used.

Standing in the rain, his black suit was drenched, his hair flattened and mixed with the gel he bought today. He kicked the ground and scuffed his feet around the sidewalk. The water from the puddle splashed in his face, frustrated, he stomped his foot down in the puddle harder. He screamed putting his hands through his hair and bending back his head half hoping someone would hear him. He looked back to see if the limo was still there, it wasn't.

So here he was, where he thought he always wanted to be, in life at least. Well, half of it had come true. He was a director, famous some what, and rich? Soon, with an actor like her, his movie would be an instant hit, but like he had once thought, that wasn't like he thought it'd be.

"She was great," he breathed taking in the smell of the humid air. Was?

All he wanted was to forget about her. But she came back, made him believe she felt that same, 'she did' he thought 'she did …love me' He rolled his eyes. Not anymore. He wondered…. if it was his fault.

He closed his eyes, and the rain drops falling from the dark sky, hitting him all over his body, seemed to fall faster, to hit him harder.

And as he closed his eyes for the moment, a vision flashed in his mind. Her eyes were angry. Her face only lit up by the glimmer of lightening shinning down upon her.

He didn't recognize this memory and immediately shot open his eyes. But the visions kept coming, his head spinning. He couldn't hear her, only the sound of thunder. Her face had changed, her expression was hateful. This wasn't her, it couldn't be. Not her, not the girl he knew her to be. That sweet, beautiful, woman he loved. It was as though she changed, she looked older, but it wasn't that. He couldn't look into her eyes anymore, and know what she was feeling. They were cold.

Her look reminded him of the one she gave him before leaving him here. She was killing him softly. Each lie she made was changing her. The first time she left him alone, she was sorry. Then her eyes where deep and so beautiful, so loving and filled with sorrow. But somewhere along that 'road to stardom' his Lizzie died.

The visions of her hateful expression still filled his head. He wondered if this changed woman was perhaps, his Lizzie? Not now, but later maybe…..in her future.

His thoughts traced back to that first night she came….and then when he left her, all the most memorable moments he shared with her, the moments he lived for and yet dreaded. He was so scared shit of that change, and that chance he knew he had to take each time one of those moments faced him. All that was left of her now, where those hatful nightmares….and these God damn visions!

Another crash of lighting and another angry face flashed in his head. He felt a headache coming on.

He tried harder to push away those thoughts of her, but his head couldn't stop spinning. He began feeling dizzy and his head was pounding in pain by any disturbance from his surroundings. Losing control of him self and feeling fatigue he searched for something to hold himself up. He put a hand to the wall; he saw his hand placed upon the delicate side of her cheek. Her eyes looked up to him in hatred. He yelled in frustration putting his hands to his head and rested his back to the wall. He saw himself backing away in horror, she was coming near him…this, monster…

Series of moments flashed in his head, so many memories of, an alternate life, or maybe the one to come for him. His back pushed against the wall and he slid down to the concrete.

He wouldn't let it happen, he was so damn well determined; he would not let those visions happen. And then, they were gone or suddenly came to a stop. It had felt as if that insanely painful headache had been ripped out of him and he was left limp, drained of all energy, and gasping for one breath. He couldn't find it in himself to stand and until his couldn't take anymore he crashed and rested his head on the ground. He closed his eyes, looking for peace; a chilling sensation came over him that as he shut his eyes and the lights seemed go out in California.

As he opened his eyes, complete darkness surrounded him. "Who is there," he spoke loudly attempting to cover the sound of fear in his voice.

"You got what you wanted David" answered a whispering wind. The sound made him shiver and he started to think he should get out of here when the voice said again, "You should ask yourself David, if this is this really what you wanted? Do you actually think you can do it? Is any of this worth it? Is she? So, you think you can stop the nightmares?"

To be continued…