Author: Meagan Zuniga Musick
Title: Must Love Books
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls nor do I own its characters.
Rory's POVI sat up a little confused as to why I was waking up on the couch. I rubbed the tense spot in my neck and stood up. My face felt puffy and my throat was dry and itchy, then I remembered. Walking to the diner, talking to Jess… Dean breaking up with me. I sat back down feeling defeated. I heard my mom walking down the stairs.
"Well good morning sunshine, I was wondering when you were going to wake up."
I picked up my cell phone and noticed it was already eleven thirty. "Why did you let me sleep on the couch all night?" I asked a little annoyed that she could be so chipper knowing what had happened to me last night.
"Well after you refused to talk and just kept crying to yourself I covered you up and let you just be, babe. You seemed pretty tore up and I didn't have the heart to force you up." She sat next to me and put an arm around my shoulder. "How are you feeling?"
I shrugged my shoulders a bit and thought to myself, how was I doing. I wasn't even sure of that answer. "I'm sad and angry at the same time. I'm sad because Dean was my first boyfriend, my first kiss, and my first love. And then I'm angry because he was all those things to me and he didn't even give me the time of day to defend myself to him even if there wasn't anything to defend in the first place." I slumped further down into the couch.
"Oh Hun, I know it seems impossible or maybe just really difficult to believe, but things will get better, even if that means you and him don't get back together, the situation will resolve itself." She paused for a while. "Do you want to get back together with him?"
I looked up at her, surprised at how quickly her mind went to that question. "Well considering this whole being 'broken up' thing just started, of course I want to go back to what is familiar…"
"But…?" she questioned.
"But I also know that just because something is familiar doesn't mean its always good, right?"
She nodded. "So onto the wallowing?" I bit my lip and groaned. "Come on Rory, it will help!"
I nodded and agreed, mostly to get her to stop nagging. "I'll go get dressed and we'll start with coffee at Luke's."
She jumped off the couch and nodded her head excitedly. Hooray, my misery is making my mother happy.
Half an hour later we walked into the diner, finding it full of life and customers. "Oh Luuuuke!" My mother called in a high-pitched voice, used only produce some annoyance out of the diner owner.
Hr grunted in response and pointed to a table. We sat and waited anxiously for our coffee. I glanced over and my heart raced as I noticed Jess was also working the diner today. He was the one who came over to fill our cups. I guess I was looking at him strangely when he was pouring the coffee, and I gather this because of what he said.
"What? Did you not want coffee?"
"Of course she wants coffee! We're Gilmore Girls, its like illegal not to drink coffee when your one of us!" She stated as if he had greatly offended her.
"Yes I want coffee." I said in a small voice.
"Well you were staring at me like I was doing the wrong thing."
I was surprised at how much he noticed about me. "Oh no sorry. Just a long night, so it was more of a zoning out stare."
"Huh. Ok." And then he walked away.
"Oh he sure has a way with the words doesn't he?" My mother said in a pretend-dreamy voice.
I giggled at her and sipped my coffee, welcoming it's warmth and comfort. "Be nice mom!"
"I thought that I was very nice right now. I didn't say one bad thing to him the whole time he was here at our table."
"Oh and that's such a major accomplishment considering he was here for less than a minute."
"But an accomplishment none the less so don't be mean to mommy and hurry up because we have shopping to do, junk food to buy, and sappy movies to mock!" And with that we gulped down our coffee, grabbed two more to go, and headed out for a day of wallowing.
Well as it turns out, as the last sappy movie finished, wallowing is tiresome and energy depriving. I felt completely drained as the credits scrolled down the screen. "Now tell me that didn't help at all!" My mother said in a told-you-so voice.
I glared at her. "I guess it helped in the fact that I am so completely wiped out I cant concentrate on anything except the uneasy feeling of junk food digesting and the most ridiculously cheesy lines replaying themselves over and over in my head."
She grinned widely at me. "Exactly what it's supposed to do. Now I don't know about you but I am heading to bed and am going to sleep in super late tomorrow morning. Goodnight kiddo."
She kissed me on my forehead and bounced up the stairs to her room. I sighed, not really wanting to move, but seriously did not want to relive the backache from sleeping on the couch again. So reluctantly I got up and headed to my room.
I got into my pj's and when I was finished I looked myself over in the mirror, noticing Dean's bracelet in my reflection. Slowly but surely I unfastened the bracelet and clutched it in my hand; that's where it stayed until I finally drifted to sleep in my bed.
To be continued..
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