Twisted Webs
A/N: Hey everyone, I initially wrote this story a long time ago. And I decided to redo it and try and clean it up a great deal, and maybe change some stuff. Please enjoy, and don't forget to review! (Formerly 'The Webs We Weave').
Disclaimer:I do not own any of the Gilmore Girls characters. I don't own ANY of the songs used in this story either, they belong solely to the creative geniuses that wrote and sung them, and I do not at all claim ownership in the slightest.
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Humor/General
Summary: Things change, it is apart of life. Unavoidable and inescapable. But what happens when you are torn between two people? Two people you love but both in different ways? One from the past, who knows you better than you know yourself? Or the one who has opened your eyes?
Chapter One
Damned be Pride
"I'll show you mine, if you show me our's first. Let's compare scars, and I'll tell you whose is worse."
-Rise Against "Swing Life Away"
"Mom! Mom?" Rory called, her voice echoing of the yellow walls of the kitchen.
"Rory? What is it?" Lorelai called back, her voice worried. She appeared in the kitchen's doorway, a frown on her brow and a steaming cup of java in hand.
Rory broke into a large smile, unable to contain her happiness.
"Mom…" Rory regained her composure momentarily. "Mom, I'm getting married! Logan asked me to marry him!" Rory cried happily, her voice rising in pitch until it became a high squeal of excitement.
Lorelai dropped her coffee. She ignored the mess of ceramic and liquid. A wide smile taking the place of the frown.
"I'm so happy for you, Sweets!" Lorelai cried, her voice reaching the same volume as her daughter's; she rushed to Rory and threw her arms around her neck in a tight hug. As she pulled back she clasped her baby girl's hands in her own and they jumped up and down together like school girls, squealing happily as they did so.
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Jess Mariano peered out his dingy car window. The diner looked the same, the years had not aged it like he thought they might have.
Even though it had actually only been two years since he had last been in Stars Hallow, it felt much longer to him. It felt like eons since he had slept in a comfortable bed, in a well heated room that he didn't have to share with 4 drug addicts in the squalor of New York City, and even the squalor was to expensive to pay for on his own; hence the drug addict room mates.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly as he closed his eyes and leaned his head against the headrest. He gritted his teeth together, and with a determined scowl, he let out a huff. 'May my pride be damned.' The car dented car door gave way with a loud popping sound that reminded him of gunfire. A chuckle rumbled in his throat and a smirk pulled at his lips as he saw a few pedestrians duck and Taylor Doose hit the ground.