The Best Friend...No the Other One

Chapter 14

Miranda's POV

I laid in my bed staring at my ceiling, wondering what the point of popcorn ceilings were. I remembered the one time Gordo came over to help me stick the glow in the dark stars to the ceiling. Usually Gordo wouldn't do things like that with me but since Lizzie was on one of her many dates, he helped.

"You know they aren't going to stick" Gordo said in his 'know it all voice.'

"Yes they are Mr. Smarty Pants" I said while balancing on my chair trying to stick the stars on.

"Do you need me to hold you"

"Do anything to touch me..huh?" I look down on her, seeing him blush.

"Shut up Randa...when you fall don't go crying to me!"

"Fine" He walked up to the chair and accidentally kicked it.

"Ahhh" I wobbled and fell off the chair. Gordo swiftly caught me before I hit the ground.

"Aw Gordo I fell" I said fake sobbing, while I was still on top of him.

"Hah hah..." He said forcible. "...uhhh Randa..."

"Yes...?"

"...Your squishing me... and Gordo Jr." Now it was my turn to blush as I quickly got up.

I was awaken by the sound of my "American Idiot" ringtone. I looked at the caller id "Lizzie calling..." I answered:

"Hello"

"Uh Hi Randi...can we talk?" She said sounded a little worried.

"Sure...What's up?" I said really worried.

"Uhhh have you talked to Gordo?"

"Yeah, he just left he a little while ago."

"Well I just talked to him and he didn't sound so good. Did he seem sick or weird?" Now I was really worried, he didn't seem sick or anything but I don't know. Its not I was looking for that.

"No, not really."

"Oh"

I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, the kind of pain that you feel when you know something is wrong.

"Uh Lizzie I gotta go" I hung up before she said anything.

I grabbed my jacket and ran to Gordo's house. It would have been smarter to drive but I wasn't thinking straight. Only thing I was worried about was Gordo, my Gordo.

My breath was in tempo with my feet hitting the pavement.

Thump, thump, Inhale, Exhale, Thump, Thump, Inhale, Exhales.

The wind slamming against my face, slowly blowing away the tears of pain and worry. Every step closer, the more my stomach ached. I knew something was wrong, I just hoped I made it in time.

I reached his house, I banged on his door but there was no answer. I banged even harder, shouting at the door that kept me from my beloved. The door wouldn't budge, I looked around and saw the window next to the door, I picked up a brick from his pathway and threw it through the window. The window smashed and I dove through it as quickly as it broke.

I ran through the house shouting out the name of my beloved. There was no answer, the silence was deafening. I saw an object from the corner of my eye in the kitchen. I ran into the kitchen and saw his body on the floor.

I slid next to him and lifted him up as much as I could. Everything was silent. I knew I was screaming for him to wake up but I didn't hear myself. Everything was silent. Abnormal silence, the silence of death.