A/N: IF YOU'RE THE PERSON WHO SKIPS EVERY AUTHORS NOTE, READ THIS ONE PLEASE. Ok, hi again, its meee. Kay well this story takes place a few weeks after The Perfect Dress. I don't think it will be super long, but reviews and suggestions are always appreciated. I know this chapter is short, but I want some feedback. If no one likes the story, there is no point in continuing. So if you like it, let me know.
She had been thinking about it for days, even weeks. Where had they gone wrong? Where had the perfect, completely and utterly in love with each other, there's no one else in the world for me couple made a mistake? She went through it over and over in her head, and still managed to come up with nothing. Zero. Zilch. She couldn't find a single lapse. And yet, here she was unhappy, and worried about everything in their relationship.
She and Luke were perfect for each other, and she herself hadn't opened her eyes to that fact until about a year and a half ago. The whole town had been right. Rory had been right. Man, even her mother was right. She hated that by the way, that Emily was right. She didn't hate what she was right about, she just didn't like the fact that Emily Gilmore knew what her daughter wanted before Lorelai even considered the possibility.
But anyway, things were not going well between this perfect couple right now. It wasn't that the spark was gone, but it was defiantly shining half as bright these days. And Lorelai had no idea why. Maybe she wasn't thinking about the right things. Maybe things had gone sour when she "accidentally" learned about April. She didn't really like but talk about April, she know it wasn't a particularly hot topic for her and Luke. but, I mean, how could Luke have a kid? And how could he not tell her about it for months? Now the right things were starting to pop into her head. As if her "I live in a perfect bubble and we're fine, there's nothing to worry about" switch had been turned off. The events of the past few weeks, and April, were now swarming in her head. She started thinking about the little things this time, rather than the bigger picture. The dress. That's when Luke had told her he was going to tell her about April.
You couldn't really say that Lorelai Gilmore was the biggest superstition that you had ever met. She would sometimes do silly things like not walk on the cracks or avoid black cats. She even once believed that a penny she had picked up on heads had given her good luck. But she wasn't the one to look for four leave clovers for hours or to have a panic attack when a mirror broke; she didn't not open umbrellas in the house, and she had walked under a ladder once of twice. But today, maybe something had gone wrong. She had let Luke see her in her wedding dress.
Call her crazy, she'd heard it before, however this time, she couldn't get the possibility out of her head that she and Luke were falling apart because of the two minutes he saw her in a her wedding dress.