On The Cover Of A Magazine
Chapter 9
"Let's See How Far We've Come."
DISCLAIMER: I Own Hadley. Ok? Ok.
Logan sat down on his couch, shocked and kind of confused. After a few minutes, he picked up his cell and called Hadley to ask her to come over. By the time he hung up, he was more confused then he had been. He laid down on the couch and waited for Hadley to show up. When she got there, she rang the doorbell about 7 times in a row before he answered. She walked inside and he ran his hands through his hair. "So..."
"You asked me to come over."
"Yeah. Uhm, alright. What did you say to Rory yesterday when you took her to the kitchen? Because now you guys are good, good friends, and she broke up with me. So, what's going on? What did you say?"
"The truth. I told her the truth, Logan. I mean, come on, I've watched you with her. You treat her just like you did me. Except you never cheated on me. That I know of."
"Why would I have cheated on you? If anything, you cheated on me."
"No. I never did! Ever! This is the exact reason we broke up. You thought I cheated, and you would never believe me when I said I didn't. Why would I cheat on you?! I love you. Sometimes I think more than you love me. And, yeah, alright, I purposely sabotaged your relationship with Rory. She thinks she's manipulative, but I am the fucking Queen of Manipulation. I invented that shit. She must have bought the goddamn book I wrote!"
"I - I just need some time to myself. Can you leave? Please? I'll call you when I'm ready."
Hadley stood in the middle of the room for a second, before reaching into her purse. "Here. Take this. I've held onto it for too long." She pulled the Tiffany & Co. engagement ring from her purse and handed it to him. "I can't keep wishing for you to come back." Logan stared at the ring in his hand and then at Hadley as she walked out the door without another word.
As she got outside, she pulled out her cell and called Lorelai. "Hey. Can you take a late lunch? My treat."
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As she sat at the table in Luke's with Lorelai, they sat there quietly discussing the ever-frustrating George Clooney Or Brad Pitt debacle.
"He is amazing. Have you seen his ass?!"
"Yeah. But Brad. Are you serious? Its Brad Freaking Pitt!" Hadley took a drink of her coffee and continued. "His ass... Oh, it's way better. Trust me!"
"Nope. Never. Uh-uh. George all the way. Until I die."
Hadley scoffed. "How am I related to you?"
"Well, sweetie, when a man and woman love each other love each other very much... Or they're extremely drunk, then they might engage..."
"Ew! Ew, ew, ew. I may be over 20, I still don't like hearing that!"
"HA! You are related to me! Speaking of men, did you ever try to contact your father? Or do you even know who it is?"
"Of course, I do. Chris Hayden. Emily was always pushing him to take care of me when I was little. I kind of figured it out. But he has no idea. None whatsoever."
Lorelai cocked her head to the side. "Wow. Emily is one manipulative bitch. How am I related to her?"
"Well, when a man and woman..."
"Don't even start." Lorelai took a drink of her coffee and smiled.
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R&R.
A/N: Sorry So Short. It Was Kind Of A Filler.
