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Title: I know it, and I'm mortified.
Rating: T, cause I'm almost a grown-up.
Summary: My favorite Drunken Duo takes over the world…in their skivvies! The bridesmaids won't be revisited, but they will be talked about. To My Favorite PDLD Writers! Takes place during "Bridesmaids Revisited". Rory and Finn become close friends. Jealousy and hi-jinks ensue!
I dedicate this story to all the PDLD writers that have inspired me WhoGivesaFck, Pocahontas83, Gilmoregirl7878, BrCl Girl, PDLD-LIT-TRORY-ELIXIR-OF-LIFE-LOVER, Lifeisconfusing, silver blood, and Romeo's Waiting.
Rory didn't know what to think, she wasn't even sure how to feel—sure she was angry—but she was so hurt she couldn't pick up her face from its frown. Her thoughts were blurred as well as her vision by the tears that threatened to fall and burned with every blink. She wanted to leave. He's such a whore she thought. How could she have been so blind, so stupid to believe in him—in their 'relationship'.
"I want to go home." Rory whispered to herself under a breath. She called a cab, she had no other option, she came here with Logan and she obviously wasn't leaving with him. She stood outside and waited, she didn't even think about how much this was going to cost her.
"Couldn't stand it in there either? The wedding hasn't even started and I'm ready to go home." A familiar man's voice said from behind her.
"Tell me about it." She mumbled. Her anger and bitterness was beginning to set in. She hadn't started letting herself cry, but the tears were falling on their own. She heard the man from behind her walk closer, but she didn't bother moving away, she was too busy fuming. She had a good idea who it was. He was one that was hard to miss, the one that was hard to forget. He got close enough to touch her when he realized who she was.
"Hey Reporter Girl." The man said in his usually amused demeanor, his accent hovering over his words. When he saw her face, his face dropped almost as low as her own and his expression changed from that of amused to confused. "What's wrong love?"
"Whore." She whispered, she couldn't say much more with out bursting in to full on sobs.
"Where?" He responded without missing a beat looking around fiendishly for the alleged whore.
"He's such a whore Finn." Rory whispered. She didn't have the energy to be coy or acknowledge Finn's antics, so she sniffled and kept talking; she really needed a friend now.
"Who love?" Finn couldn't mask his confusion; never did he expect to walk out of his best friend's sister's wedding and find his best friend's girlfriend crying calling mysterious men whores.
"Logan." She sighed and sniffled. "I wanna go home." She said with the voice of a child and breaking; the tears were coming soon and fast. Finn wasn't aware of his friend's new found profession, so he was sure that Mr. Huntzberger had just done something really stupid. Finn brought her into a comfortable embrace and smoothed his hand over her hair. She wrapped her arms around him—she felt so alone—and immediately upon doing so they both realized that they had never been so physically close before. Finn tucked her head under his chin and the flood gates opened, she cried huge crocodile tears, tears she thought would never end. She felt as though she would cry herself into oblivion, right there in Finn's arms. It seemed like an eternity before her cab came.
"Hey, let's go." Finn whispered to her, breaking their contact.
"What?" Rory almost protested looking up to him, but by now he was leading her to the taxi. "I just want to go home." She cried tiredly. He turned to face her and put his forehead on hers, so that he had her complete attention.
"Trust me love. Tell me who can make you feel better than your ol' pal Finny boy?" Finn asked sincerely with a hint of amusement.
"My mommy." She pouted.
Beat.
"Wrong answer." He said earnestly putting her in the cab, careful not to let her hit her head, and got in after her. "Tonight Rory, my love, I will introduce you to two very good friends of mine, Jose and Jack." he mused closing the door.
"To Connecticut?" The taxi driver asked.
"No kind sir, change in plans, take us to the nearest college campus if you will." Finn continued.
"What? Why? I want to go home; I don't want to go to school." Rory whined.
"Tonight love, I'm going to get you good and drunk." He responded as they pulled off heading away from her latest mistake
Logan looked everywhere, when he went back to check on Rory in the bride's quarters his sister told him that she left, maybe she went to the bathroom. He waited outside of the bathroom for ten minutes, when he was sure it was clear he went in to see for himself.
"Hey Ace? Rory are you in here?" He called out with no response, suddenly an older woman came in with a little girl.
"Mommy there's a man in here." She said tugging on her mother's dress, her mother looked up to see what her daughter was talking about.
"Excuse me sir, this is a ladies room, for ladies." The woman said.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I was just looking for my girlfriend, and she seems to have disappeared." He smiled warmly, turning on the charm. The woman smiled back while the little girl grimaced.
"Well she's not in here, so can you please leave? I have to go!" she whined.
"I'm sorry. Good bye, have a good evening." He said leaving, minutes before his sister's wedding and his date has mysteriously vanished. He l ooked around to find his friends, maybe she was with them.
"Hey." Colin said tapping Logan on the shoulder, Logan nearly jumped out of his skin. "Whoa, you okay Huntzberger?"
"Fine. You haven't seen Ace around anywhere?"
"No, have you seen Finn?"
"No, but if I know Finn he's probably out getting some girl drunk off her ass." Logan joked.
"Yeah."
"Do me a favor and keep an eye out for Ace."
"Sure, maybe she went outside to get some air; you know how she tenses up at affairs like this." Colin suggested
"Yeah, maybe." Logan said distractedly as he walked towards the door.
The minute they walked into the crowded bar Rory was ready to leave, but the alcohol seduced her into staying. Finn led her to empty stools at the bar and they sat. Rory dropped her head on her arms that were folded over the bar. Rory felt out of place, but not because of where she was. She felt like she didn't belong to anyone anymore, despite its complete degradation of twentieth century feminist thought, it was how she felt. Jane Austen would not approve, but if she was ever in love she would understand. Finn looked at her intently but couldn't think of anything to say, he wasn't even sure why they were there.
"What can I get you?" The bartender asked.
Except for that, alcohol, it was his excuse for everything.
"I'll have a cosmo." Rory said sitting up.
"Actually, make that 4 shots of tequila and keep 'em coming." Finn spoke up. "No girly drinks tonight Gilmore."
Finn and Rory had gotten half way through the second round of shots when Finn licked the wrong hand and Rory squirted lime in her nose.
"Alck!" They both exclaimed.
"That was not salt!"
"And that was not my mouth!" They looked at each other and laughed, Finn's face was priceless; he looked utterly offended and annoyed. Rory laughed harder when his face went blank and he frowned as if he forgot why was upset.
"Gin, straight." He said to the bartender. Rory thought within herself, reflecting she had never been cheated on before; she just assumed that level of trust. 'Girlfriend' meant no cheating. Sure she kissed Jess, but it was a kiss, she didn't sleep with him, and she actually felt something for Jess, Dean wasn't what she needed anymore. Was that how Logan felt then? She felt cheap, like a French whore sitting in her window. Noticing Rory's renewed funk, Finn knew just what to do. "And a whiskey sour for the lady."
"Who the hell does he think he is? I'm Rory Gilmore!" A drunken Rory raved on with an equally drunk Finn at her side shouting 'you go girl's at the appropriate times. "I'm Rory…f-ing Gilmore!"
"He better recognize!" Finn interjected sternly pointing to an imaginary Logan off into the distance. The pause was cute he thought, she doesn't swear he realized. It's endearing. They fell into silence once again lost in their own thoughts.
"I hate sex." Rory stated simply. Finn whipped his head in her direction and made a sound along the lines of a Scooby Doo cartoon.
"I thought he loved me, that he really cared, but it was all a ruse; a ruse for sex!" She carried on. "I refuse to sit in the window
"Wow. You, love, are drunk." Finn stated taking her drink away earning him a slight whimper.
"You're drunk too!" she whined a bit too loudly.
"That I am, my dear Rory, that I am." He said finishing off her drink, he tossed enough money for their drinks and a tip on the bar and rose from his place at the bar. "Shall we?" he said offering his had to Rory.
"Yes, we shall." She smiled brightly giving him her hand
Logan went outside but there was no sign of Rory anywhere, he was worried. Why would she just leave without telling him? He looked around to see if there was anyone that might have seen her. He found a bartender that recognized his description.
"I saw her with a guy, they got in a cab together." The bartender recalled, Logan's heart skipped a beat. Even with knowing that she left this new information only lead to more questions.
"A guy?" Logan asked.
"Yeah, they seemed pretty chummy. They were, like, hugging. It looked like maybe she was crying."
"What did the guy look like?"
"Tall, pretty fit, curly hair—dark." Logan's brow furrowed. Finn? What the hell is going on? He immediately pulled out his cell phone and starting calling his friend.
"Uh, thanks man." Logan said holding his phone up to his ear, he dropped a few bills in the bowl for tips and waived good-bye. He walked towards his sister's wedding with a frown, Finn wasn't picking up.
'Hey it's Finn, I can't come to the phone, but I'll call you in the morning—never mind, bad idea. Leave a message.'
"Hey Finn, it's Logan, have you seen Ace? She's MIA at the wedding, so are you, maybe you know where she is. Alright Call me back." He debated whether he should leave another message for Rory but he was stopped by the beginning of the wedding march. This is going to be a long night.
Three hours after leaving the wedding hall Rory and Finn were roaming around a strange town, in the middle of January. Rory looked around to take in her surroundings.
"Finn darling?"
"Yes love?"
"Where are we going?"
"Um, I don't know." Finn answered honestly, stopping to look at where they were for the first time. Rory sighed loudly and sat on the curb regardless of being in a formal gown. Finn sat next to her, tuxedo and all. Finn into his hands and rubbed them together.
"Cold?" Rory asked noticing his motions. "Do you want a hug?" Without waiting for an answer Rory wrapped her arms around him. She took in a deep breath and rested her head on his shoulder. "You smell like a guy." She said breathily.
"Well I'd hope so love." Finn chuckled and leaned into her. "You smell like…" he took a moment to think and looked up to the sky. "…a Hilton."
natasha's note: FYI: They're supposed to be in NY based on the show, but I can't remember for the life of me where so...of course they're not in CT...they're what CT was based on Long Island.
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