Mistakes we make
By Jasmin Kaiba
Prologue
Once in your lifetime you meet a person who'll turn your life upside-down and change you completely, for the better or the worse, you can never be sure. The person who did that to Logan Huntzberger was Rory Gilmore and it was argumentative if the change was good or bad. Actually if you asked Logan he would most probably say that she changed him twice, first time for the better and the second for the worse. Not everyone would agree, but it was Logan's opinion.
When he'd first met that particular girl, she wasn't much more then a pretty face with a bit of brain. He began to see her something else when he took her to the Life & Death Brigade event, when she jumped off of a seven story high platform with him. That was the moment she'd proved to him that she had character. From that time he wanted to get to know her better, to see all her sides. She'd shown him her argumentative and angry side, her journalistic side, but he wanted them all. It was lucky coincidence that her grandparents weren't too fond of the farmer-boy boyfriend and had throw her a Yale-male party and that he was invited. That night he'd seen the society girl side of her and the carefree student side. That he got to see her vulnerable after that bastard had the nerve to break up with her in front of twenty Yale boys, was an unlucky event, but it opened ways for Logan. Her seductive side was definitely his favorite. Though at the beginning she was very shy, after spending time with him, Rory had learned to be a bit more open and had through their relationship often taken the initiative when it came to sex. It was rare that she desired to take control in bed, but she liked to seduce him when the last thing on his mind was sex.
She had thoroughly changed him, during the three years that they'd been together, and he'd been happy about it. She opened his eyes to many things, especially in the aspect of relationships. She showed him that it wasn't a hassle, but a blessing to have a steady relationship, that it didn't mean losing his freedom, but gaining something constant in his life, not just a bed-warmer for one night and the next time you have to search for another. She showed him that a girlfriend was so much more then just someone who you had to explain to where you'd been last night and why you smell of perfume, it was a companion who listened, who sought to make you feel better, who laughed and cried with you, who was there for you, who loved for who you are and not who your father is or how much money you're going to inherit. She herself was a part of that society, being a Gilmore and a Hayden, but when you had to choose between her and a girl like Melissa Fellon who had a pretty face but warm air for brain, you'd definitely choose Rory.
Sure they had their arguments and their differences, but they were compatible, they had similar tastes and almost the same sense of humor, even if Logan sometimes liked to go over-board she knew how to get back at him, he'd never forget the incident when Richard Gilmore had scared him out of his wits with talk about marriage after that stunt he, Finn and Colin had pulled in one of her classes.
He loved her even then, he wasn't aware of it, but he'd loved her. For her he had given up on his principles and taken her as a girlfriend, without arguing, he'd been ready to give up everything, just not her.
Goodness it still hurt to remember the moments of their happiness, when he'd beloved nothing would ever come between them, that their love was stronger. And then it was over. In the moment when he'd been ready to tie the forever feared knot and hold her in his arms forever, she said no, she turned him down, gave the ring he and Honor had spent hours picking, back and was out of his life forever, just like that.
That was something over a year ago. After that he'd moved to San Francisco, in the apartment he'd bought for them, more 'made' for them. In that apartment was everything she would have wanted, beginning from a coffee nook in the kitchen to the home theater and the avocado tree on the balcony, everything was for her, full of pictures from them, their friends, her parents, Luke, her grandparents, everything so she wouldn't miss all of them too much, he was ready to have Lorelai fly over via private jet every fifteen days, he knew that Rory needed her mom, he was ready to fly to Hartford with Rory every three weeks for Friday night dinners with her grandparents, he was ready for everything. But she didn't want it. She wanted to pursue her dreams, and there wasn't any place for him in her dreams. That hurt the most, he wasn't considered when she planned her future, he wasn't an element in her future and that when he'd woven his dreams and plans all around her. Every single of his wishes included her; life without her hadn't been imaginable for him. Now he somehow had to manage.
Then imagine his shock when two weeks after her transferred to New York from San Francisco, his mother called him for dinner one Wednesday and the honor guest of the evening was nobody else but Rory Gilmore in flesh and blood.
The evening was bound to be awkward.
AN: Hello! It's been a while, no? Well it's a new story; I wanted to try something else. Don't worry I haven't forgotten Home in New York, but I'm in a sort of writer's block when it comes to it, I hope I can write more soon. But in the meantime, please take a look at this story; it won't be longer then five chaps. Please leave a review and tell me what you think.
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Jasmin Kaiba