Everything that I did Wrong
Chapter One
Rory's POV
Logan and I walked into the party room, arms linked, the picture perfect couple. It was a formal party and between my dress and Logan's tux we were the center of attention for a while. We walked to the refreshment table and there was beer and soda.
"What a sophisticated choice of drinks." I remarked.
"Yeah, good point. What do you want?"
"Some soda would be good for me." We unlinked our arms from each other and I looked around the room. It was a really big room though it didn't surprise me that much, it was also a big house. Logan's voice broke my concentration of the designs on the ceiling of the room.
"Off in a daydream there, Ace?"
"No, it's just that this place is beautiful."
"Yeah, it's nice." We stood there drinking our sodas while leaning against the refreshment table for a while. When I finished my drink I told Logan that I was going to go find the restroom. Logan took my cup and left to go throw them away as I walked to the bathrooms.
When I came out of the bathroom to look for Logan I found him on a couch on the far side of the room talking with a rather pretty girl. I wasn't jealous, I was never one to get jealous easily. I started walking towards that side of the room, when I was halfway there I saw the girl start laughing and then lay her head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she sat up, Logan and the girl stared at each other and I stopped walking when I saw Logan start to lean towards her and begin to return the kiss she planted on his lips. I couldn't stop staring at them, I couldn't believe that Logan was doing this, especially after he had promised that he was going to be completely committed to our relationship with each other. The girl opened her eyes and stared at me in confusion as she stopped kissing Logan. She said something but I was too far away to understand what she was saying then the girl pointed in my direction and Logan turned to see me standing there staring at him. He stood up and started to walk toward me. I finally stopped staring at them and started to run out of the room crying. Logan ran after me calling my name when I reached the exit doors I felt a hand on my shoulder as I exited the room. When I turned around I saw Logan standing there,
"Let me explain." He said.
"No, I am sick of hearing you 'explain,' you always explain and I always forgive you and then we kiss and make up. No, Logan, not this time! I am sick of this, OK? I am not going to listen to your explanation nor am I going to forgive and forget, not this time."
"But, I do love you Rory." He leaned in to kiss me. I acted like I was going to kiss him but when he got into arm swinging length I reached up and slapped him across the face. "What the hell?"
"I told you before but you are slow so I will say it again, I am NOT going to forgive and forget this time Logan!" I turned and walked away and left Logan standing there on the porch of the party. I got my cell phone out of my purse and called Paris at the dorm. I started crying and I couldn't believe that I was calling Paris of all people to tell that I had just dumped my boyfriend. Paris told me to come to the dorm so that we could talk. I agreed and got in my car and drove to Yale.
When I got to the dorm Paris was sitting on the couch waiting for me.
"Tell me what happened, why did you break up with Logan?" I told Paris all about what had happened. "I knew he was bad news form the start! He is just a prissy rich boy that needed a girl to show off to his parents, but when he found out that you weren't good enough for them, I bet he started looking for another girl." Paris said. Under hear breath she said, "Just like Tristan." That gave me a flashback that was unexpected. Then I brought myself back to reality. I figured that Paris was probably right about Logan but I still couldn't believe what he had done to me. "Rory, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, just please tell me it's not about Logan, I don't want to talk about this anymore."
"Why didn't you tell your mom about this first?" It was then I remembered that I hadn't even tried to contact mom yet. I didn't really want to tell Paris that for some reason so I lied.
"I tried, I couldn't get a hold of her."
"Oh." Paris said, then she muttered under her breath, "I thought you had finally grown apart from her." I heard what she said and then said that I had to go back to where I was staying. "Where are you staying?" Paris asked for some reason she thought that Rory was just sleeping on the streets.
"With my grandparents, you remember them, right?"
"Oh, yeah, I remember. Well, then, I guess I'll see you some other time then. Bye Rory."
"See ya, Paris." I grabbed my coat and walked out of Yale and back to my car. I couldn't help but wonder if I really was growing apart from mom. 'Why didn't I call her first? And why do I not want to call her now?' I asked myself. I couldn't understand why I didn't want to tell mom that I had a broken heart, I always told mom everything.