"Ali I am about to leave."

I could hear my mom call from down stairs. She was leaving to go on another business trip, which meant a few nights of me locking myself in my room. I ran down the stairs after pulling my blonde hair into a ponytail.

"So when are you going to be back?" I questioned hoping for a promising answer.

I took a seat on one of the bar stools in the kitchen.

"Three days. I will be back on Friday for dinner with the Gilmore's but your dad is picking you up on Thursday night and until then your step dad will be here with you."

"Great!" Why did she leave me with him? We hated each other and I had a good reason to.

"Ali be nice."

"But mom…"

"Don't but mom me. Give me a kiss I have to go."

"Fine."

I leaned in and hugged her while she kissed my cheek.

"Be good."

"I make no promises."

"Ali!"

"Fine."

She waved goodbye as she walked out of the door and into the car that was waiting outside. I had an hour before Dave came home and I was planning on making myself scarce. I grabbed a few pieces of celery and headed back up to my room and closed the door. I went into my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

My eyes were a clear blue but my waist was full of bruises and lashes from where Dave got mad at me the last time my mom left. My cell started to vibrate so I ran to pick it up. I looked at the caller ID and saw my dad's number.

"Hi dad."

"Hey kiddo what's new?"

"Nothing much mom just left."

"Ah. Another business trip?"

"Yeah Dave will be home soon."

"That's right how is Dave?"

"I don't know?"

"You don't know?"

"It's more of I don't care."

"Ali…" He was using his disapproving tone."

"What do you want me to lie?"

"No. So anyway when will Rory...I mean your mom be back?"

"Friday."

"Are we still on for Thursday?"

"Of course. You will pick me up from Chilton and then I will spend Thursday night with you and Friday you drop me off for my dinner."

"Sounds like a plan. Well I have to get back to work."

"Alright. I will talk to you later."
"Of course Ali. I love you."

"I love you too dad."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I tossed my phone on the bed and opened my laptop to distract myself. It was an hour later that I heard the door slam downstairs. I closed my laptop and put it on my desk.

"ALI!"

I cringed when he called my name. I knew ignoring him would only make matters worse so I opened my door and walked downstairs.

"ALI!"

"I am right here you don't have to yell."

He placed Brooke on the floor and had Ashton take her into the other room to play. He waked towards me.

"Why didn't you answer the first time I called you?"

I put my head down and looked at the floor.

"Ali." He lifted my head with his hand. "I said why didn't you answer me?"

"I was coming down stairs and I didn't think…"

"That's right you didn't think. When did your mom leave?" He dropped his hand and turned away.

"She left about an hour ago."

"Alright now watch your brother and sister while I go out tonight."

"But I have to study I have a test tomorrow."

He turned around and laughed at me.

"You're not going to pass it anyway. You are going to watch your brother and sister and that's finale."

He walked into the other room where they were playing and kissed them goodbye and then he left.

I fed them dinner and then put them to bed. They didn't mind and I got about two hours of studying in before he came back. He was drunk and loud when he came in. I heard him come up the stairs and stop at my room. He stumbled through my doorway and over to my desk where I was sitting.

"Put on something nice and meet me down stairs." He stroked my hair with his hand.

"No." I shoved his hand away and he caught my wrist and pulled me out of the chair.

"I said put something nice on and come down stairs with me."

"And I clearly said no."

He threw me on the bed and then climbed on top of me leaning down close to my ear.

"Unless you want to wake up your brother and sister I best advice you to do what I say."

He got off of my and walked to my dresser and pulled open my underwear drawer. He shuffled through a few things and then threw some lingerie he had bought me on the bed.

"Put it on."

He turned to leave the room but before he left he faced me again.

"Your mom already thinks you're a liar don't make it worse for yourself." He left the room and I put on the lingerie. There was a sheer black nightgown that barley covered the matching underwear and bra.

I pulled my hair out of the ponytail and walked down the stairs. I didn't see him as I turned from the staircase and that was when he put his hands around my waist.

"Now this is more like it." He pulled me into the guest bedroom and threw me on the bed.

"No. You promised."

"What did I promise?"

I tried to get up from the bed but he threw me back down and started to kiss my neck. I started to hit him and then I felt a sever pain in my shoulder.

"You said that you were done last time. You promised you wouldn't do it again…" I was starting to cry.

"And then you told your mother. Lucky for me she didn't believe you. She said that you never liked me and were trying to pull off your ballet bruises and ones I gave you. Don't you see that no one believes you Ali?"

I kept trying to get away but he wouldn't let me. He had dislocated my shoulder and was going to do whatever it took to keep me there. He moved from my neck to my face as he tore my nightgown off.

"STOP please!" I pleaded with him but nothing came of it.

He pulled himself on top of me and pinned me down. Tears were streaming down my face but that only pleased him more. I could only lay there are he raped me again. He did this every time my mother left town and she didn't believe it was happening. I had made it known to her very early on in her relationship with him that I did not like the guy. Two kids and a business trip later I found out why.

It was a year after my mom finally told my dad I was his. He was surprised. It had been sixteen years since he proposed to my mother and the same number of years since I was born. They arranged a custody agreement that let me see him once a week. It was a Thursday morning that I returned home to see my mom's bags packed. My dad dropped me off as my mother waited for a car to pick her up. Dave was next to her holding Brooke who was only two in his arms. Ashton was playing in the grass.

"Mom what is going on?"

She looked at me with tear filled eyes.

"I got a call from work last night. You know that promotion I was going for?" I quickly nodded. "Well I got it but that means I have to travel a lot. I have to go out of town for a few nights."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. You are going to help Dave out right?"

"I guess."

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you too."

We hugged and said goodbye.

"Okay my car is here. I have to go."

She waved as she drove away. I couldn't stand to see her leave so I went inside the house. Dave walked in a few minutes later.

"Your grandmother is going to take Ashton and Brooke tonight."

I looked at him confused being as he never said I was going.

"What about me?"

He looked at me with something I couldn't place in his eyes.

"Uh. I would prefer it if you stay here with me. I want to surprise your mom with something and I think you could help."

"Okay."

"Could you get your siblings ready?"

"Alright."

I took them upstairs and got them changed. Then I pack their over night bags and brought them down to Dave. My grandmother Lorelai and grandfather Luke were waiting with him.

"Well if it isn't my dancing granddaughter and her younger siblings." She gave me a hug and then took Brooke. Asher hugged Luke and then Lorelai. Luke took the bags from me and gave me a hug.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?"

"It's going to be a blast."

"I'm sure. I have to get up early to go to dance and I have some stuff to do tonight. But next time I promise."

"Alright." My grandmother looked disappointed.

"Then that is everything. I will pick them up tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay. Say goodbye to daddy kids because by the end of this adventure you will be like daddy who?" Lorelai smiled as she walked out the door.

Dave walked them out and waited for them to leave. He brought in a pink bag and handed it to me.

"This is for you." He handed me the bag.

"What is it?"

"Just open it."

"Alright."

I opened it and saw several sets of lingerie.

"What is this for?"

Dave shrugged.

"Nothing in particular. Why don't you try some on for me?"

"Dave…"

"Ali. Just one."

"No."

That was the first time he lost his temper with me. The grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the bathroom and forced me to try on all of the lingerie he bought me and when I got to the last set he raped me. When he was done I was bruised and bleeding. He left me in the bathroom and I locked the door and waited for morning.

In the morning I cleaned myself up and got ready for dance. I was too ashamed to tell anyone what happened so I never told anyone about it. When my mom came home and saw me she was worried about the bruises so I told her what Dave had done. She asked him and he swore he never laid a hand on me and said it was from dance. He blamed me and said I was making it up to break up their marriage. They had been in a rough patch for a while and it was easy to believe that I wanted him gone. I didn't keep that fact a secret and it was true that I came home from dance bruised but never like that. My mom believed him though just like she would believe him now.

I woke up naked the next morning. I sat up and a surge of pain shot through my shoulder again. My shoulder was more than dislocated I needed to go to the hospital.

A/N: So this chapter is an introduction to the story from Rory's daughter's POV. I wanted to set the scene for the story first and then get into Rory's POV and Logan's (he is Ali's father if you couldn't tell). This is going to end up being a Rogan story so just be patient and please tell me what you think!

-Katie