A/N: I wrote this a few months ago, and I haven't reread it. So, I hope it all makes sense. This is just the prolouge, the other chapters will be longer. I hope ypu like it.
Disclamer: I do not own Gilmore Girls.
There he stood. In the darkness of the candlelit cave. With nothing but a picture of his parents, a pack of matches, and a winter coat. He had run away. There was no turning back, no second chances, and no life left for him to live. His parents had just died, his house had burned down, all hope was gone from his eyes. He was alone. True, he could have gone to live with his relatives, who beat, and neglected him. That was the reason they had moved here, so they could be closer to family. But this had to be better. It had to be. Nothing could be worse than living with them. Right?
He moved around the cave silently, in fear of something else living there too. When he heard the news of his parents, he took what he could and left. Even his pet, hedgehog was in the care of his best friend. He told everyone that he would be back. That he needed some time for himself. When in truth, he wasn't planning on going back.
He was going to die. He was going to be with his parents who loved him and cared for him. Up in heaven. But, he was scared. He didn't really want to die. But, he had nowhere else to go. He thought for a moment and decided that he would go like his parents had. Burned. The hot flame of the fire slowly killing him.
He struck a match and held it to the sleeve of his winter coat and watched as the flame grew bigger, devouring his sleeve. It started to spread across his arm and he closed his eyes and let the pain take over. As, he slowly opened his eyes, he noticed that the flame had perished. He examined the burn on his arm through the hole in his jacket. It was widely spread, but not too terrible. Though, it was terribly painful, but he knew that the pain would be gone once he was dead. So, he lit another match and went to set it on his other arm. As, he felt the heat he instantly dropped the match, letting it dim as it hit the frosty cave floor.
He couldn't do it. He couldn't kill herself and leave everyone behind. So, he examined his burn once again, and cleaned it with some snow from outside. He started to walk. To where, he did not know. But, it would be somewhere good. Where he could find a place to stay, and start his new life.
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