**Slightly a/u. I didn't like how abrupt everything was with Luke and Lorelai's breakup. The second time. If he really loved her as much as he said, and for as long as he did, he would have been more emotional. Plus I like writing angst, and I enjoy making strong manly men, (Luke) cry. What can I say? For this story's purpose, Luke is younger than Liz, and Liz isn't very, Liz-ish. Again, do not own the characters, just the words. Enjoy!**
Luke is staring out at the road, his mind is racing and he is trying to concentrate on nothing but his driving. Lorelai cheated on him. She slept with Christopher. His worst nightmare was coming true. She said those words to him, and he couldn't say a thing. He didn't give her a chance to say more, to break his heart anymore than those four words did. He left, drove straight to Chris' apartment, punched him square in the face and walked away. Now here he is. Driving. Not feeling any better. Him hitting Chris helped his head, his anger. But now the initial anger was starting to dissipate, Luke was beginning to feel the intensity of heartache. He arrives back in Stars Hollow, and out of habit, heads right for Lorelai's house. He catches himself just in time, and turns his old truck to the diner. Luke walks through the diner, ignoring the questions that were being thrown at him about where he'd been. He didn't stop until he was in his apartment.
"She slept with Christopher" he said out loud to nobody. He heads to the refrigerator, grabs a beer, opens it, takes one sip. He slowly spins around and everything he sees screams Lorelai. The tv she made him buy, because she couldn't bare to sleep every night without it. His red flannel shirt that was her favorite to sleep in because it was worn and soft was hanging on the bathroom door. The queen size bed he bought to replace his old single bed, that they shared so many loving nights on. The pictures on his bookshelf, some of April and Rory, his two girls. There were a few of him and Lorelai together, a couple in love. And his favorite picture of her. Sitting at the counter of the diner, her favorite coffee mug in her hands. She was laughing at something someone said, he didn't remember now. All he remembered was looking at her, and realizing how much he loved her.
"Lore..." he whispered as he finally starts to let his emotions out.
For the first time since his father died, Luke fell to his knees sobbing. He cried for what they lost. He cried because of the pain he felt. He cried because he loves her more than he had ever loved a woman before.