AN; This is a oneshot for now. Unsure if I should continue. I was listening to Hinder's Lips of an Angel when I got inspired. So enjoy and I don't own Gilmore Girls.
"Logan" Rory whispers into the phone as I answer the phone last on a raining Saturday night. I have to smile even though this will cause a fight with Samantha.
"Hi" I say sitting down in the den. No matter what time or when she calls, I need to hear her voice. I need to hear her voice. I don't care how hard it is to talk right now.
"I don't know why I'm calling… I just…" she says crying a little.
"Its okay" I say looking to see Samantha walk by the room. I don't care that she's in the other room; all I want to do is hear my Ace.
"Logan" she whispers and it's like an angel speaking my name, the sweetness of her and what she is. It's been like this for the last year, we can't move on. We have tried but something always pulls us, well me back. She's like a drug, an addictive drug that I can't seem to live without.
"Baby is everything okay" I find myself asking since the crying as gotten worse. I'm worried about her. She's not mine but I still worry. She's not one to break down. It must be the rain.
"She's in the next room isn't she?" she questions and I run my hand through my hair, typical Ace, turning this into something other than what I want it to be.
"Ace" I whisper.
"Do you…ever think that it should be me? The one you're with, the one laying next to you at night" she questions in a soft voice.
"Sometimes especially on nights like this Ace" I say honestly. It's pouring here in San Francisco. I always think of her on nights like this, cuddling at the apartment, her childish ways of hiding from the thunder and lighting. The way she used to hold onto me like I was the only thing protecting her from it. I loved every second of it. I treasure those thoughts like they're pure gold.
"Does she know?" she questions in true Ace form.
"I don't think she has a clue" I say smirking. Samantha is a model, besides what's the biggest gossip in LA, she's pretty much clueless. Ace makes it so hard to be faithful to Samantha. It's like if she says those three words I would be on the next plane to wherever she is to be with her; three simple words that could put us both out of this misery.
"How did we get to this place Logan?" she wonders and I smile. She's second guessing herself. Finally a ray of hope that she might be back in my arms soon, I will hold on to that.
"I'm not sure, but it not the way it should be, I think we both know its true" I say and hear her breath in.
"I'm going to Hartford this weekend" she says like I need to know her schedule. I smile she's so planned out, so focus. She gives me these windows of opportunity to see her, the way she casually tells me where she'll be.
"But I thought the campaign was heading to Miami?" I say already tracking her moves and blog consistently every day. I get to see her face daily and it helps me make it through the day. She's getting everything she dreamed of. Being a reporter covering the biggest presidential campaign in history is a golden ticket opportunity to any job she wants. It's like the one piece of her that I keep. Being a reporter and working, Samantha has no clue.
"Oh it is but I'm done, I can't be here anymore. I can't do this anymore" she says crying again.
"Come on Ace, that's not you. You don't give up on anything that means something to you" I tell her, she's not weak and she knows it. She's quiet so I continue. "Where's the girl that was courageous to jump off the scaffolding with me with nothing but a cord and an umbrella? How many times did you not give up on us, even after everything and all the odds pile against us?" I question.
"Don't you see, I did give up, a ran scared from the one thing that meant the world to me and for the last year I've been holding the one last strand as tight as I could possibly can. I don't want to say goodbye to you. I can't say goodbye to you, and I don't have you her holding my hand like we're land safely on the ground, you're half across the country with another girl in your bed" she cries and lean my head against the back of my chair. Classic Rory that move is, turning this into being my fault.
"I know, I can't either, you're not alone in that. I guess we never really moved on did we? Sam might be here, but who's in my heart? Who's the girl I want to spend my eternity with?" I say and hear her giggle just a little. "It's so hard to be faithful here Ace, when I all I do is think of you" I tell her and she sighs. "It's really good to hear your voice" I add after the pause in the conversation. She'll never understand how just hearing my name coming from her lips makes me weak. All the barriers I put up just come straight with her.
"I needed to hear yours too" she says and I smile.
"So Hartford" I say and she's quiet.
"Paris and Doyle's wedding" she says almost reluctantly.
"Ah" I say surprised that I didn't get an invitation, but understood. Paris was her friend and she hated me.
"I miss you Logan" she says sweetly and it's not the three I wanted to hear but close enough.
"Miss you baby" I say as I hear Samantha calling for me. I want to tell her that I love her, that I want her to come here, but I can't. She has to make that choice.
"You have to go, she's waiting for you" Ace says and it kills me inside. I hate this.
"I can't say goodbye" and it's my turn to whisper.
"Then don't, say I'll talk to you soon. Make it sound like a business call and she'll never know. She'll be none the wiser and your secret, this secret will stay with us" she says and I smile. The same old Ace and I love it. She's a little devious at time and so seductive.
"I'll talk to you soon" I say hanging up.
"Who was that" Samantha questions as I walk into the living room of my apartment. I couldn't live in the house without Ace. It was supposed to be for us and without her it was a waste.
"Business, you know how Nick gets" I laugh pouring myself a double scotch. I always need it after talking to Ace.
"Doesn't he have a life" she laughs and I knock back the drink.
"No, he's all business" I state pouring another.
"Well I'm glad you're not like that" she says wrapping her arms around my waist from behind. All I can think about is how different they feel from Ace. Her arms are slender but hold so much emotion.
"Yeah" I say letting her hug me before she lets go to hit the shower.
"I hate the rain, it's so nasty looks like death or destruction" she says glancing out the window.
"We could just relax and watch a movie" I offer.
"On a Saturday night, are you crazy, that call must have affected your head Logie" she says and I hate that name.
"What it would be nice for once" I state.
"I'm not that stay at home on a raining day type of girl, you knew that weeks ago, now you promise to take me to that new club opening and there is not enough rain in the sky to keep us from it" she says kissing my cheek and walking to the bathroom.
I down my drink and head to get dressed but inside all I want to do is stay inside and be with Ace.