Ok. I have reposted chapter 3. I can't believe the spelling mistakes again. Sorry guys, wont happen again. I hope you all still like it. Any feedback would be helpful. Have a great day
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Relief washed over Lorelai as she watched Rory run down the stairs but it was short lived. She had recognised her attacker as Jeremy from the start. She had smelt the alcohol on his breath. And she had seen the anger in his eyes. She felt his strong hands clawing at her legs. With her head still reeling she tried to wriggle and kick her towards the stairs. Mustering her strength, Lorelai landed a heavy kick on his chin and felt his grip give way. She struggled to her feet at the top of the stairs, holding tight to the banister as a wave of dizziness washed over her. She was two steps down before he caught up to her. His sudden grab for her caused them both to loose their balance and tumble down the stairs. Where the stairs took a sharp turn to the right, the pair continued straight, ripping apart the stair rail and landing on the side table. The table gave way in a flurry of splinters and both Lorelai and Jeremy landed with a thud. The house was suddenly quiet. In the distance came the sound of sirens. Inside the house… no one moved.
As police cars and Ambulance pulled up to the curb, Babette, and Morey, still with a distraught Rory in his arms, raced out to meet them.
Seeing the small group approach, a policewoman detached herself from the rest of the police who were quickly entering the Gilmore house and approached them.
"Stay back please. I need you to go back to your house and stay there." She continued to move towards them, waving them back towards the house they had just exited.
"That is my house." Yelled Rory pointing towards the house the police had just entered. The policewoman looked at Rory. She noticed the bruise darkening on the young girl's cheek and began to gesture her over when she was distracted by a call over her walkie-talkie requesting the paramedics. With a curt word, the policewoman gave the go ahead to the waiting paramedics who rushed into the house carrying large bags over their shoulders. Once they had gone, the young policewoman turned her attention back to Rory.
"What's your name honey?" Rory ignored the question as she stared at the open door to her house. She was startled out of her revere by a gentle hand on her shoulder. Slowly, Rory looked into the calm eyes of the young policewoman.
"Sweetheart…" She talked slowly and gently as if to a small child. "Are you hurt?" Rory stared blankly at the policewomen. "Listen to me…" this time her voice was a bit more forceful, we need to know what happened. I need to know if you're hurt."
Rory gave herself a mental shake. She took a deep breath.
"I…I um, don't think so. Um, no, I'm fine. But my mum…is she ok?"
"We will get to that in a moment. What's your name honey?"
"Rory."
"Hi Rory. I'm Carly. Now, can you tell me what happened?"
"I want to see my mum." Replied Rory as she saw a paramedic wheel a gurney into the house.
"Lets get you checked out first. Make sure your ok." Carly began to lead Rory towards one of the ambulances and a waiting paramedic. Suddenly the air was rent by Rory's cry.
"Mum!" Rory saw her mother strapped to a gurney as two Paramedics wheeled her from the house. As fast as her shaking legs would go, she ran to her mother's side.
"Mum." She whispered as she neared the gurney. Trying to push past the paramedics to get closer to her mum, Rory suddenly found herself in the gentle but firm grip of the policewoman Carly. Too tired to fight, Rory collapsed in a heap on the lawn and began crying. She was vaguely aware of Carly's arms around her shoulders and although she didn't know what she was saying, she could hear Carly murmuring something in a comforting voice. She watched as her mother was loaded into a waiting ambulance and drove off.
Carly brought Rory's attention back to her with a gentle hand. The poor girl was shaking like a leaf. Carly wanted to get her looked at by a paramedic before she went into shock or something. Also, the bruise on her cheek wasn't looking to good and she wanted to make sure that there were no other injuries. With slow movements, Carly led the exhausted girl to an awaiting ambulance and sat her on the running board. A medic came over and started checking Rory out.
Rory sat there quietly staring into space as the paramedic checked her over. That was until she saw another gurney being wheeled by. Rory just stared dully at the figure on the gurney. It wasn't until they walked under the light of a nearby street lamp that Rory recognised who it was.
"Jeremy" She whispered. Slowly she stood up. "You bastard!" she yelled as she charged towards the unconscious man on the gurney. The paramedics continued to wheel Jeremy into the awaiting ambulance as nearby police restrained the distraught Rory.
