A thousand miles

Author's note :I wrote this 2 weeks ago but wasn't able to submit it cause power was out thanks to Hurricane Wilma. I started other fanfics as well (when it comes to writting I'm a multitasker) but I'm posting this one first cause Gilmore Girls is one of my fav shows.

First timer,if you can be nice and at the same time tell the truth all the truth and nothing but the truth I apreciate it but if not then just tell the raw truth.

This fanfic takes place 2 months after Lorelai and Luke got engaged.For the record, Jess never went back to his so-called-father. He graduated and went to Harvard(talk about irony) He and Rory never happened either. They'r only friends (sorry to all Rory/Jess fans)

Now, without further ado here's the story

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of the shows I watch

Chapter one.-It hurts too much to think about this on this cold, quiet, nigth

Lorelai sat on her bed with Paul Anka beside her,the TV was on,but she wasn't watching it,and there was Junk food all over the bed, but she hadn't even gotten trougth the pizza and red vines before she gave it up.

It's not the same,she tougth.There wasn't use in pretending.Tears burned the back of her eyes as she realized that, without Rory, this didn't make sense.

She had been able to keep her head up so far because she had easily put the Rory subject in the back of her mind by busying herself with everything else.Jess's graduation, The inn, her engagement to Luke, and just any meaningless thimg that would ocupy her mind. But rigth now, there wasn't anything to think about and this gave the situation a chance to sink in.

She covered her face with her hands and tried, in vain to think about something, anything else.

Paul Anka, as if knowing she was sad by a sense all animals seem to have, crawled closer to her, and gently pushed her hand with his snout,as if asking her to come out. His nose felt cold against her bare hands. She finally gave in and took her hands away from her face to find his soft, black eyes gazing into hers. She wiped her tears patted him on the head and smiled, glad that she had gotten him.

She sat up and took the pizza and the rest of the junk food downstairs with Paul Anka on her heels and put it away. Movie nigths weren't any fun anymore, neither was waiting for the first snow of the year, stuffing herself with junk food, or hating her parents, of course, that didn't stop her for hating them anyway, since one of the main reasons for hating themm this year was because they had backstabed her and supported Rory in dropping out of Yale and living on the Gilmore poolhouse.

She sat on the couch and let out a sigh.This wasn't the way things were supposed to go .Rory was supposed to have more than her. And the worst part was, that as much as she wanted to blame her parents, Logan's dad, and even Logan himself. The only one she could think of being responsible was herself.

Twenty years ago, she had made the desision of running away from the Gilmore manssion, out into the darknes of a raining nigthin hopes of giving her daugther a chance to have a different life than the one she had had.

She didn't want the whole "rich-girl-gets-whatever-she-wants-never-has-to-work-for-a-single-thing-in-her-life-hates-her-mother-with-all-her-migth" kind of life. Not for her kid. She had wanted Rory to know that you have to hold on to your dreams and figth for what you want, and that the things that are worth it don't come easy.And she had definetly wanted them to have a better relationship than she and her mother had. How had it blown up in her face like this? Her baby girl wasn't talking to her and was slacking at her parent's polhouse. Maybe if she hadn't run away...

Lorelai shok her head mentally scolding herself for thinking that way. If she hadn't run away, she would have missed out on those wonderful years she had shared with Rory . Trougth her kid's childhood famtasies and tween/teen crushes, deacorating their rooms when they first moved from the Independence inn to the house , their first nigth at Yale. All the money in the world couldn't replace those years.

Also, if she hadn't run away she would've never met Luke, her nigth in shining armor. Even before they started going out he had always been there for her

When Rory got sick he was there, when her dad got taken to the hospital he was there, trougthout her many meltdowns, including the one in the park wnere he had not only been there but solved her problem by loaning her the money she needed to openn "The Dragonfly" and realize her dream. But, it wasn't the money she was most thankful for. It was the fact that, whenever her life seemed to be spining out of crontol, the one thing she could always count on was Luke being there, in the eye of the storm.Always on her side no matter what.

And, of course, if things hadn't gone the way they went she would have never proposed to Luke, or gotten Paul Anka. She smiled feeling sligthly better she had almost, the whole package. The only thing missing was Rory. She layed down on the couch, Paul Anka jumped beside her, and she let a few tears fall before she drifted off to sleep.

Meanhile in Hartford in the Gimore poolhouse

Rory sat on her bed with her head in her hands as the events of the nigth flashed into her mind like a movie. Mitchum Huntzberger had been at the fundraiser she had organizd for the D.A.R. An aura of confusion setteld around her as she wondered why she had reacted the way she did to his precence.What did he ahve to do with anything? She had chosen to take abreak from Yale because she needed time to clear her head, not because of anything anyone had said to her.Rigth?

She sighned and shook her head as if trying to shake off the insecurities that were filling her.She did not want to think about this.

She went over to the shelf, took out a book, went back to her bed, layed on her side, and tried to concentrate on the book, but failed, the words didn't make sense, and she had to re-read every line.It was as if the book was written in a foreing language. She finally gave it up and went to sleep.

A.N.:Sucky ending, I hate that.

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