Well, she was back at Paris'. She had no choice, she couldn't go back there, not after what he had done. Rory had already spoken to her mother who had agreed with her thoughts on the matter.
She was glad to be back here, she had missed Paris during their fight, they both needed a friend in their company right now.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, both of the women looked up in confusion. Rory recognised the voice as soon as he spoke though.
Logan.
"Rory, please, I just want to talk, to explain."
"Paris, I can't do this, I don't want to talk to him, please get rid of him."
"Oh, I'm on this, he won't get through me!"
Rory went towards the bedroom and closed the door behind her. While Paris went towards the door to answer it.
From her bedroom Rory could hear the string of profanaties and insults that Paris was throwing at Logan,it brought a small smile to her lips to hear the things Paris had held back in the time Rory and Logan had been together. She also heard Logans' voice, still far away, it seemed Paris was keeping him outside the door. Suddenly another voice added into the mix, another smile came to Rory when she recognised it as Doyle, although bad timing she was glad he wasn't letting Paris go without a fight. The voices were louder now, and to Rory's horror, closer. She opened the bedroom door to see Logan had come into the apartment and pushed passed Paris and Doyle, now arguing amongst themselves.
"Rory!" He was still talking loudly but not out of anger, just to be heard over the other two. "Please let me explain, I wasn't cheating, not really, I thought we were over. I wanted comfort thinking I had lost you."
"Enough, I'm not doing this, there's no excuse for what you did."
"It's not an excuse, I love you Rory."
"No, don't you dare use those words!" Rory found she was suddenly yelling and the rest of the room had gone quiet. "This isn't love, you don't do this to people you love. You gave up on me and us the moment you fell into someone elses bed!" There were tears in her eyes now that seemed to be threatening to spill.
Paris realised how upset the whole situation was making Rory and moved to put herself between Rory and Logan.
"That's it, time to leave. Now. We will be around the apartment tomorrow to officially move Rory out. Don't be there when we get there."
"Rory, don't let her just throw me out, talk to me."
Instead of replying she turned back to her bedroom and closed the door. She still heard the voices outside her door but drowned them out while she let tears fall. Everything went quiet outside so she quickly wiped all the tears away as Paris knocked on her door.
"Are you ok?" She asked as she peeked around the door.
"Not really, but I'll be ok, thank you for helping."
"Thats alright, come on, we will watch a bunch of movies and pig out on junk food"
A few hours later they were talking about lighter subjects, the make up of Paris and Doyle among them, even laughing at each other and the movies. Rory went to sleep in a much better mood, not looking forward to tomorrow but glad the day was over.