Road to Love
Chapter 4 – I promise…
WARNING: SPOILER ALERT! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN IN THE NEXT EPISODE OF GILMORE GIRLS, THEN BY ALL MEANS, DO NOT. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER! There you've been warned, if you read it, and see the ideas that inspired me to write this chapter on the show, then don't blame me. I gave you a warning, which was written in plain English might I add, so don't blame me…please?
AN: Thank you very much for the reviews. It just pays to show that my hard work actually paid of. Anyways, I'm so sorry for the late update. It's just that I've been so busy with school; you know projects, piles of homework for each different class that just seems to be growing higher as the days go by, and other school related issues. I had a few ideas on what this chapter would be about, but I decided to push back those ideas a few chapters maybe. Why, you may ask. Well keep reading and you shall find out now won't you? This chapter just so you all know may contain some spoilers, well not some. I'll try not to take this long to update in the future. That's all for now, BYEZ!
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It had been at least a week since the party, and neither Rory nor Logan had made an attempt to talk to each other. There had been a few encounters since then, but before either one of them could say anything, the other bolted in the opposite direction. Why they did this, was still a question that was yet to be answered.
Here she was now, sitting in the newsroom, trying to type up an article with Logan starring at her, knowing full-well that it was bothering her.
Not being able to take it anymore, Rory shutdown her computer and walked out of the newsroom, without a look back. It wasn't that she didn't want to do her article, it was the fact that Logan was there. His presence bothered her. It made her remember the kiss they had shared. It made her remember how well they'd fit into each others arms. It scared the hell out of her that she seemed to be falling for the one person whom she had loathed from the beginning. He, Logan was a disrespectful, rich kid, whose every need had been taken care of. She couldn't be falling for him, she just couldn't. She was Rory, the girl who had always taken the conservative, safe, well thought out road, especially since the Dean incident. But with Logan, it seemed that all of the rules she had set for herself, they'd all gone out the window. He made her throw caution to the wind somehow, take chances, and live a little. He'd caused her in the little time they'd known each other to become be the person she'd always secretly wished that she was, but was to afraid to be. A person who wasn't afraid to have a little fun, live on the edge, a person just like her mother.
On the way towards her suite, she'd picked up a cup of coffee. Opening the door to the suite she shared with Paris, she looked around hoping that Paris was home. She just didn't want to be alone; she could feel that something bad was going to happen. Though it sound so peculiar, and stereotypical, she just couldn't help but give in to the feeling that something was going to happen. Much to her dismay, Paris wasn't home, and she was left to deal with her thoughts.
Trying to get rid of this odd feeling, she busied herself in finishing up her article. Though, she admitted to herself, it was nowhere near her piece on the Life and Death Brigade, it was still good.
Once that was out of the way, she made her way into the bathroom, taking a long soak in the tub, hoping that this would perhaps drown away the uncomfortable thoughts she was having. A few hours later, she made her way to the parking lot, into her car, and to Stars Hollow. Normally, it being a Friday and all, she would've gone to Friday night dinner, but it seemed that her grandparents were busy. From what her mom had told her about her conversation with her grandmother, she'd sounded happy, happier than she had sounded in a long time.
After a few hours, she'd arrived in front of her house. There's no better feeling, than the feeling of coming home, Rory thought to herself. Breathing in the air of her hometown, she got out of the car, and into her house.
"MOM, I'M HOME!" Rory shouted, breaking the silence that had since settled in the house.
"OKAY! I'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE…" Lorelai shouted back, just as loud.
A few minutes later, true to her word, she had come down the stairs, to find Rory hauling in a duffel bag, and from the looks of it, it was probably twice her weight.
"What did you whack someone, and stuff them in here?" Lorelai asked her daughter.
"No…it's just laundry…" Rory said to her mother. She just wasn't in the mood to plot a comeback, to her mother's obviously sarcastic question.
"Okay." Lorelai said, knowing that Rory was keeping something from her. She was curious as to what was bothering her daughter. She herself had been getting an awkward feeling all day, as if any second now, something horrible would happen. But she'd decided not to tell Rory, as Rory was the queen of worrying, she didn't want her daughter to lose sleep over something that she wasn't sure of. Instead, she wanted the dish on what was bothering Rory, and on how the party went. "Hey…what's wrong?" Lorelai asked her daughter softly.
"Hmm…oh, nothing…" Rory told her mother, not wanting to talk about it.
"Ah…okay so how was the party with limo boy?" Lorelai asked, hoping to bring this conversation back from the dead.
"Oh, it was great. I wore this great dress that Finn picked out, and uh…yeah that's all really. The place was beautiful though, it was kind of like a dream." She verbalized, with a far-away look in her eyes, that didn't go unnoticed by her mother.
"That sounds nice. So um…did you and limo boy, you know?" Lorelai asked her daughter, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"MOM, I'll have you know that we didn't do that, we just…" she racked her brain for a good way to say that they'd kissed. "We just hung out, so to speak…" Rory said.
"Okay…could you possibly elaborate a bit more, on what 'hung out' means?" her mother asked, curious.
Her eyes shone brightly as she went into detail about the kiss, as much as she didn't want to, she had to, because eventually she'd end up telling her mom.
As she watched and listened to her daughter go on and on about this remarkable kiss, she couldn't help but notice how vibrant Rory seemed to be. It was great that her daughter had found someone, finally. As much as Rory tried to deny it, she knew the truth; she knew that her daughter had fallen head over heels for this boy. She prayed that Rory didn't get hurt this time, she just couldn't stand to see Rory heart-broken, and it made her ache inside.
"How are you and Luke doing?" Rory asked.
"Were doing good kid, why?" Lorelai replied.
"Oh, no reason, I was just interested that's all." Rory said honestly.
"I see. Well what do you say we go to Luke's get some food, a movie or two at the video store, and then come back here and watch movies?" Lorelai asked.
"Sure, you get food and movies, I'll get candy, and I can put a few loads to wash before I leave tonight. I would stay, it's just that, I forgot to bring my books, and I need to study." Rory notified her mother, with an apologetic look on her face.
"Sure, okay I'll be back in a while." And with that Lorelai walked out the door.
After watching The Bourne Identity, and The Bourne Supremacy, and eating their stomachs' full, the two girls lounged around for a few more hours, just talking.
A few hours later, Rory was on her way back to Yale. She had finished most of her laundry, but not all.
She was just laying out her books for the next day, so she could study, when her cell phone rang. Thinking it was probably her mom, calling to tell of unimportance, she picked it up.
"Hello…" Rory said into the phone.
"Hey…um, Rory this is your father." Christopher said awkwardly.
"Oh…um, hey dad," Rory said, not knowing what else to say. Almost every part of her was screaming at her, telling her to hang up. But she ignored these warnings, and listening to what her father had called to say.
"I need to tell you something…Your grandfather…my father is dead. He died of a heart-attack; there was nothing the doctors could do to save him. I'm sorry." Her father told her, she could hear the sad hollowness; his voice now seemed to carry.
"Oh…I need to go…" And with that she shut her phone, and ran out the door and into the crisp, cold night air, without a jacket.
Hot tears streamed down her face, she wiped at her face furiously, willing herself to stop crying. It wasn't as if she had known her now dead grandfather anyways. Her fathers' parents hadn't wanted anything to do with Rory. All her life, she had been shunned by them. She shouldn't even care that he was dead; it wasn't as if he cared enough to put aside his old-traditional ways to love his granddaughter. Why should she care if he was dead? He was the man who had caused her misery at one point in her life, when her mother had finally told her why her father's parents never talked to her. It was because he had wanted Lorelai and Chris to get married, but she'd refused, and she'd left to raise a daughter all on her own. It was as if she'd brought shame on a family that wasn't even her own.
She sank down against a wall outside, still crying. Granted it had been an incredibly stupid decision to run outside. It was just that she couldn't be in that room, it was like a cage to her after she had been hit with the horrible news.
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He watched from afar as the girl he'd always thought to be strong cried. Though he knew that whatever she was going through right now was not his business, he just had to know that she was okay. Seeing her like this broke his heart.
Walking over to her, he looked down at her. Then he stooped down beside her. "Hey…"he whispered. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing Logan, just go away," Rory said between tears. Getting up from her spot on the ground, she leaned against the wall for stability.
"If nothing was wrong, I wouldn't have seen you out here crying, now would I?" Logan asked.
She could see the concern in his eyes. She knew that he cared for her; it was just that she was too afraid to let him in. She was too afraid to let her guard down, let him get too close to her heart, that the second that she finally gave him her heart he would break it.
"Logan just go…" Rory said, turning away from him.
"No…Rory what's wrong?" Logan asked sincerely.
He had called her by her first name, for the first time in a long time; he had called her 'Rory'. She could feel her entire being light up, her sadness being replaced with joy. Sadly that feeling only lasted for a minute. "Logan…you really want to know what's wrong, my grandfather just died! I didn't even get a chance to get to know him, because no matter what I did, I would always be a disgrace to him. He was always ashamed of me; even before I was born he hated me, because I was the reason that all his plans for his son were ruined. That's what's wrong! Are you satisfied? Can you go now…please?" Rory pleaded with him, as a fresh wave of tears washed over her, causing her to shudder slightly.
Logan did the only thing he could go at that very moment; he took Rory into his arms, as she cried into his shoulder. He wanted to hold her tight and never let go. How could that ass of a grandfather hate Rory? She was perfect, she was beautiful and smart. "Shh Rory…it's going to okay, I promise…" Logan promised her, as tears formed in his eyes; he leaned down and kissed the crown of her head. He wasn't about to leave Rory alone when she was going through this, he promised her that it was going to be okay, and he'd do anything to make it better. This was one promise that he intended to keep.
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AN: Okay! I'm done this chapter. I'm so sorry that I took so long, I honestly am. It was just that I've been so busy lately, and I had started this chapter quite a while ago, but I had gotten caught up with other things and this had completely slipped my mind. But thankfully I remember. I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter, I myself didn't really, I wasn't all that pleased with this chapter, but I suppose it's good. Anyways, please, please, please review, even if it's just to say that this chapter sucked, then so be it, as long as you review it will be much appreciated. In one of the upcoming episodes of Gilmore Girls, Rory's father's father is going to die. Well that's all, I promise I'll try to update sometime this week. BYEZ!
