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The clouds' light cry turned into a heavy bawl as Lorelai Gilmore walked under they're breakdown for the third night since she ran away.

The tears covered her hair, clothes, and skin, but the bag remained untouched as she shielded it with her right arm.

As her stomach roared louder than the thunder, Lorelai covered it with her damp, blood-covered hand, hoping it'd stop. Most of the time, her stomach was either hungry or brought eaten food back up during her unknown expedition.

Lorelai Gilmore wasn't stupid-she had bought some food along the way, knowing she'd starve to death if she didn't. Lorelai also slept whenever she could, which wasn't very long, but she was on a tight mental schedule.

She had to find somewhere to start a new life soon, right?

The thunder bellowed, causing Lorelai to jump as she clutched her stomach tighter, trying not to throw up. She was so sick of doing that, but that was her body's' way of telling her that she needed to rest.

Although her body screamed at her to fall to the ground, she didn't listen. Lorelai didn't care about what anyone or anything had to say. She was fending for herself now. No matter how scary that sounded, she had to choice.

She was terrified- mainly of the necessities she had to take care of like: finding a home, finding a job, getting into a school - yet she was scared of her surroundings as well. She didn't want to be prudent, but she was worried someone or something would linger out of the darkness. She was worried that thing would be her mother.

Suddenly, Lorelai felt like the acid in her stomach was burning through, causing her to stand still, and clutch her stomach tightly, hoping that it would work. She was completely distracted from her future, from the darkness, and from her mother as she tried to find a way to calm her erupted stomach down. Because of this, she didn't see a green, pickup truck slow down right in front of her.

At the sound of a car door opening, Lorelai looked up at the vehicle, wincing at the fact that all of her prudent fears from minutes earlier, may come true. She couldn't see anything, but a hooded person, probably a man, carrying an umbrella, racing to her side. Lorelai hoped that this man's intentions were good as she formed her hands into fists, ready to defend herself.

He ran up to her, almost too close for comfort, shouting over the explosion of thunder, "Do you need a ride!?"

She froze as she heard the man's voice...It was no man, the voice obviously belonged a teenage boy. She unclasped the fists she had forcefully made, hearing the obvious tone of care in his voice. Lorelai had an immediate urgency to get a look of his face, even just a small peak.

"I'm okay," Lorelai heard herself command, even though she didn't agree with it, "I don't really feel like getting kidnapped tonight, but thanks anyways."

The young boy looked over at her deeply with emotion, scanning the small details on her face. Looking into her light blue eyes, he saw she was in fear, obviously of him.

"The storm's getting really bad," He replied as he hovered the umbrella over her, "I can drive you back home…"

The boy saw her beautiful, peach-colored skin turn into a ghostly white in a matter of seconds. What was wrong with the word home? The boy scanned her face carefully, oblivious to what a bad home life was, trying to figure it out. The classic thought of abuse first came to mind, causing his expressionless features to form into a small frown. The boy immediately wanted to help her.

"I'm not going home," the girl replied uneasily, "I don't really know where I'm going to be honest. So, there's no place you can take me."

"At least get out of the storm," he said, trying to figure out a way to convince her to let him help, "Do you like David Bowie? Well, I got him playing in my car so...um...yeah. If you like him, you can come…"

The girl's lips formed into a small smile, causing him to feel warm, "David Bowie...Are you the only boy who actually appreciates him or did I just run into an Amy Heckerling movie?"

He got puzzled by her reference, which he didn't like at all. Instead of trying to figure out the obvious joke, he just sighed in confusion, trying to end the conversation, "Are you coming or staying?"

"Coming," She blurted out as her eyes urged to get one look of his face, "Just, please don't take me home.."

He frowned, "How would I know where you live? I think you're safe."

Lorelai sighed as she shrugged her shoulders, "Have you ever met my mother? God, you could be a spy from the secret organization of maids, trying to find me, and smuggle me back home."

In a normal situation he would've rolled his eyes, but instead, he nodded out of politeness, more confused than he was before, "Okay...I guess we will discuss it in my truck…"

"Oh, dirty!"

He wanted to punch himself for saying something like that. That wasn't what he meant, at all, "That's not what I meant...never in a millions years…I…"

Lorelai covered her mouth with her right hand, laughing, interrupting him during his mental breakdown, "Oh, my god, Andrew Clark. Relax! I'm coming because I'm cold."

The boy noticed she was clutching her stomach with a bloody, left hand, wondering how she could be so optimistic at the moment. What was happening to her and why did she appear so happy about it?

"What's your name?" The boy yelled over the storm as the rain pelted his face.

"Ms. Freeze!" She shouted desperately over the wind as she clutched her stomach tighter, wondering if the nausea would ever stop.

"What?" The boy shouted again, "Were you being sarcastic?"

"Somewhat!" she admitted, "Can I tell you once we get in your truck!? I'm freezing!"

He nodded, wrapping his arm around her waist, causing her to jump with shock. She knew he was trying to escort her to the passenger's side of the truck, but it was a weird gesture coming from a stranger.

"Shut up, I'm trying to help you," The boy replied as if he were reading her thoughts.

"Help or abuse?" She kidded as they reached her car door, trying not to slip as she made her way inside the vehicle.

For the first time in days, Lorelai actually took a moment to rest, giving her a feeling that everything was finally going to be okay. What if this boy was actually trying to help her? What if he helped her find someplace to live? Not with him, of course, but maybe in the area. Excitement immediately rushed through her for the first time in weeks, causing her to rub her stomach. She couldn't wait to start a whole new life with her baby.

The boy came into the car, shutting the door as soon as possible so the rain would not hit her. Slumping in his seat, he quickly fastened his seatbelt, then faced her once more. The hood was still covering his face.

"How long have you been walking?" The boy asked, scanning her face to see what injuries she had. Obviously, nothing serious, but the countless cuts gave him worry.

Lorelai gave him a puzzled look as she used her fingers to count, "That's a good start. I think...since I was two and half years old…"

He gave her a frown, causing her to smile, "I mean, since you left your house. How long have you been walking alone?"

"Well, I slept about three times so...three days ago."

"Three days ago?" He asked in a rather bitter tone, causing her to frown with anger.

"Yes, is that a problem? Is three not a big enough number for you?"

The boy looked away from her, starting the ignition so the lights inside the car would turn on. He wanted a better look at her face. He wanted to see what was happening.

"Can I see your face?" Lorelai blurted out in question, wincing once she did, realizing it was such a Disney princess thing to ask, "I just...want to see who's kidnapping me, that's all."

The boy loudly exhaled as pulled his hood down, revealing his face. He had crazy brown hair that gave him a very dignified look, which Lorelai liked. His hair was a little wavy, but for the most part, straight. He didn't have a very chiseled face since he was only still a teenager, but his cheekbones looked fully formed. He had extremely rosy cheeks, which gave him kind-of mama boy's look, and Lorelai thought it was cute. The boy had light, blue eyes just like Lorelai's: full of kindness and care, yet somewhat sad. His face was almost expressionless at the moment, which Lorelai knew she could fix if they became friends.

"What's your name?" She asked in an awed tone, still struck by his features. He wasn't hot by any means, but he was cute enough where she wanted to pinch his cheeks over and over again.

"Luke," He replied, smiling at the fact that she was gazing at him, "Luke Danes."

She blinked several times before she got out of her trance, smiling politely at the sound of his name, "I'm Lorelai. Lorelai Gilmore."

"I like that name...it's very unique."

"It was my grandmother's," Lorelai admitted, "My father named me after his mom. He thinks she's a remarkable woman. I think so too since she's the devil's spawn to my mother. Well, that's what all my decisions are mainly based off, really."

"I have to admit," Luke said, finally smiling, causing Lorelai to smirk in admiration, "I lost you there."

"You just have to get used to me to fully understand what I'm implying," Lorelai admitted.

"Ahh, I see," Luke said, "So you are kind-of like a mystery woman?"

Lorelai smiled at him, then frowned, realizing they were just strangers, and he could be a possible danger to her. He saw her frown, and realized the same thing as he cleared his throat, going back his original thoughts: helping her get home, "Obviously, you're running away," Luke blurted out, "Are you actually in a predicament or are you one of those teenager girls who feels like no one understands them and wants to start a new life, even though their lives are perfectly fine."

Lorelai shifted in her seat, giving him a very convincing withering stare, "I don't know, you tell me. I'll explain my predicament, and you choose where I go."

"Are you tricking me?" Luke asked, "Are you going to come up with some fake story to make me feel bad, so I can drive you wherever the hell you want, or is this legit?"

"I swear on my soul that this is going to be one hundred percent legit. If you feel that there is some mess up or exaggeration in my story, you interrupt. Deal?"

"Deal," Luke said with a smirk, " And I promise that I won't just tell you to go home. I'll actually listen, and take your situation into consideration. Now, you may tell your story."

Lorelai exhaled heavily, "First of all, you have to understand that this is really hard for me to say, okay? Please don't judge until I'm done, and I'll tell you when that is."

"I promise," Luke said seriously, crossing his heart, causing Lorelai's frown to form into a small smile.

"Okay, so...um...where do I start?" Lorelai thought out loud as she bit her lip, "Oh, yeah...I screwed up."

"What?" Luke asked in a sarcastic tone, "What do you mean by screwed up? Like: I let the dog piss on the lawn or…"

"What did I say about interrupting?" Lorelai asked, appalled that he already broke one of their storytelling rules.

Luke exhaled heavily, "Sorry, but when you start a story with 'I screwed up', it kind of puts people on edge."

"I've been told I'm a good storyteller. Now, shh."

"Fine."

"Shh…"

Luke raised his eyebrows at her to indicate that he was ready for Lorelai to tell her story now, causing her to exhale heavily, nervous about what the stranger would think of her.

"I screwed up," Lorelai repeated, "Because right now...at this very moment...I'm...I'm pregnant."

It was hard to spit out, but it was finally done. It didn't take too much effort, yet some of the Earth's weight waltzed off her shoulders. Lorelai didn't know why, but it did. Even if he thought poorly of her afterwards, she no longer cared. She finally got those two words out of her system.

Luke's mouth dropped as his face slowly formed into a look of shock, "Pregnant? Like, with a baby?"

"No, with a dog," Lorelai spit out sarcastically, "Yes, with a baby!"

Luke itched the back of his head, not really knowing what to say. He believed her since her face gave away a serious look, but it was hard to process, "So...you ran away from home because you're pregnant? No offense, that just shows me you need to be home more."

Lorelai exhaled, "Hey, I'm not done. You talked...again. I thought I was bad, but...jeez, you like to chitchat."

"Go on."

"Well," Lorelai started once again, "I wanted to get an abortion and so did Chris' father…"

"Who's Chris?"

"The man who impregnated me. What other man would be in this story?"

"Sorry, I just wanted to clarify. Go on.."

Lorelai exhaled heavily once more, "Well, we both wanted an abortion since it was best. But, of course, my parents had to be prolife. Chris' parents were too but they understood the circumstances...Anyways, my mother twisted their minds until they were dazed and confused, then attacked. She convinced them to force Chris and I to get married."

Luke started to look uncomfortable as he started to play with his fingers, not making eye contact with her, "So...you're a married woman?"

"Shh…" Lorelai said, raising her finger up to her lips, "I'm getting there. The wedding was scheduled for next Sunday, but I don't love him, at all. I was stupid and I made a mistake, and that doesn't mean I love him. I tried to fight my mother to change her mind, but no one argues with Emily Gilmore, so I ran off. I want to start a new life with my kid, so I can keep going. I didn't want to marry a man I loathe. I know if I did, my parents would have controlled me. I would have had no freedom, only walls built around me, suffocating me until I get crushed."

Luke said nothing as she finished, feeling like he too was suffocating from the car doors around them, "You know, Lorelai Gilmore, I have a perfect place you can live with your baby."

"Wait what?" Lorelai said, startled and confused, "You actually want to help me?"

"It's this little town called Stars Hollow," Luke continued as if she had implied nothing, "I think it's perfect."

I am so sorry I hadn't updated in awhile. I had been really hard these last few weeks, but I hope you guys are enjoying the story!