Chapter 4 – I'm not your girl anymore
A.N Sorry I haven't updated in a while but my teachers have been working me so hard. I hope that you like the chapter, love to all my reviewers your fabulous.
"This doesn't concern me! Of course it does, Rory. I LOVE YOU. You will always be my girl." Dean's voice raised several decibels while saying this.
"No Dean I'm not your girl anymore, lets face the third time we got together was a disaster, come on Dean lets get it all out here." She was getting angrier by the second, how dare he do this to her. He could ruin her fairy tale with a couple of words, so she would destroy him before he could. "I have eyes and ears all over this town Dean, how long were you screwing Lindsay for, you two timing bastard. I'm their princess Dean, this town was mine way before you came here."
With that she crumbled to tears, slapped him across the face and ran from the store. Logan gave Dean a look of disgust and then ran after her; he finally caught up to her.
"Rory come on, he's in your past, and I'm your present and your future. Stop crying now, forget him, I can get rid of him if you want me to."
It took her a few seconds for her to realise what he was saying but she couldn't agree to that it would be barbaric.
"No I just want to plan my wedding and carry on with my life. I want to live the rest of my life with my husband and children…" She realized they hadn't talked about children yet, she wasn't sure how he'd react but she was defiantly surprised when he picked her up and twirled them around.
"Thank god you want children. What do you think about two boys and a girl? In a mansion just outside of New York, wouldn't that be just perfect. Oh I'm sorry, I'm jumping down your throat a bit aren't I. oh well, woops. I can't wait though." His happiness was affecting me to, but his was bubbling over the sides he was so excited he even started to jump a bit. It was really quite funny and then the real bombshell hit, the one person she had never wanted to see again.
"Hello, Rory."
"Ace who's he?"
"Jess…"