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The Other Gilmore Girl

"It was the best of times it was the worst of times," Charles Dickens.

I arrive at the DuGrey's hoping that what I am wearing today is acceptable. I knock on the door waiting for someone to answer. I see the lights are on, so someone was bound to be home. I knock on the door once more, this time louder; thinking they didn't hear me.

Mrs. DuGrey answers, smiling at me as I take off my coat and mittens. "Hello Sweetheart. How are you doing?"

"Fine. Thank you. Is Reese home?" I ask politely.

"I'm afraid he is at football practice. If you like you can wait for him," she says kindly.

"Sure," I respond quietly.

"We've just started dinner, would you care to join us?"

"No thank you. I'm not hungry."

"Okay then," she says smiling before leaving the room.

I take a seat on their couch, looking around at all the paintings. They have almost as many as we do. I hear the front door open. Reese walks in with his football uniform on. I go to greet him. Kissing him lightly on the lips. "Hey. How was your practice?" I ask.

"Good." he says before kissing me harder. I struggle to escape but he finally releases. "Wanna go upstairs?" he asks.

Not knowing what to say I just nod. His mother sees us goes upstairs. "Keep the door open!" she yells making it noted we should listen. I think about to the conversation we just had with the reverend. Although it was incredibly lame for my mother to do that, the guy was right. I don't want to just give myself to anybody. I stay quiet waiting for him to speak to me.

"What did you do today?" he asks casually closing the door.

"Um," I start. "My mother took Lorelai and I to the Hayden's."

"Christopher Hayden's?" he asks temper rising.

"Mmmhmm." I nod.

"I told you I don't like you hanging around that guy!" he yells knowing very well that no one will hear him.

"What was I supposed to do Reese? My mother made me go." I try to explain.

"I'm sure she did," he snaps. "I'm sure you went over there dressed like that because your mother made you."

"I did."

"Come on Rose you look like a whore," he said getting louder.

I want to cry, but experience has taught me that crying only makes everything worse. "I'm sorry."

"Are you?" he screams getting extremely close to my face. "Are you fucking sorry?"

"Yes," I whimper.

"You think I don't know what you are doing?" he says.

I shake my head unsure of what he is talking about. "Flaunting yourself around for that stupid Hayden," he yells.

"No!" I cry in my own defense. "I'm not. He's my sister's boyfriend, why would I?" He grabs me by both arms and throws me on the ground, the tears burn too bad to hold back now so I let them go and bury my face in the floor.

"Fucking slut," he says walking out of his bedroom.

I wipe the tears from my face. Not knowing what to do next I walk down the stairs to see that Reese has walked in to the bathroom. I dare not follow him afraid for what will happen next. As I walk around I glide into Mrs. DuGrey. "Oops. Sorry," I say still choking back tears.

"Oh honey..." she says noticing I've been crying. "What's wrong?" she asks, kneeling to wipe the tears from my cheek.

"Nothing..." not knowing how to answer, afraid if I mention anything it'll get back to Reese. "I'm not feeling well, could you please take me home?" I ask smiles and nods. "Would you like Reese to come?"

Before I could answer Reese comes walking. "Come where?"

"To take Rose home," his mother says. Reese just stares at me with anger burning in his eyes.

"Yeah sure." He grabs my hand forcefully.

On our way to my house Mrs. DuGrey stops at the grocery store. "I have to run in here real quick. Do you mind waiting?"

"No," Reese says answering for both of us.

Claudia unbuckles her seatbelt and walks toward the stores. As soon as she is out of sight he turns to me. He eyes almost appear to be on fire and I think that scares me more than anything else.

"What did you tell her?" he asks, or rather demands, not so calmly.

"Nothing," I stutter out. "I mean…I didn't tell her…anything."

He raises his hand to me, "LIAR!" and brings it down hard across my face. I cringe. His hand stings against the chill of my face. I say nothing so not to upset him further. "Why do you make me do that?" he says frustrated with himself. "Do you think I like to hurt you?" I'm unsure if the question is rhetorical. "Answer me!" he yells. I shake my head swiftly.

"No," I say. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," the tears keep flowing.

He reaches over and wipes my tears away then kisses me, and in a sick way I almost feel better.

His mother gets back in the car. It's dark so she couldn't see the huge red mark that was forming on the side of my face. I put my hood on so no one can notice. "Thanks for the ride," I say politely.

"No problem, Dear," she says.

They drop me off and I run to the door. Entering my house, it's quiet. The only thing that I can hear is Lorelai's music blaring from her bedroom. She must still be mad at Mom. I walk quietly trying not to be heard. I successfully make it to my room and lie on my bed, putting my hand to my cheek, I sob as I can still remember Reese's face. What did he mean by "Do you think I like to hurt you?" If he doesn't like it then why do it. As questions pass through my mind, I began to drift to sleep.

I wake up a few times during the night. I keep on having nightmares, I try to keep my thoughts nice and serene, but the nightmares keep coming back. I finally force myself to shut my eyes. Next thing I know, it's morning. I was so not looking forward to school. School only meant facing questions of "What happen to your face?" I try to think of responses. My best one yet is "Oh I fell while running, and my face broke my fall by smacking the ground." It wasn't a total lie, I did smack something, but it wasn't the ground, it was a hand that smacked me. I try my best to cover it with makeup. I add blush to my opposite cheek, making the redness seem as though it's just blush. I fix my hair, and get my uniform on. I sigh, not looking forward to this day.

I leave my hair down so that it covers part of my face and walk down stairs. My sister is at the table, she looks green but I don't mention it. I don't mention anything. My mother notices my presence.

"Rosalie," she starts, "why are you wearing so much make-up?" I have no answer so I just shrug. Lorelai looks at me curiously. We leave for school just after breakfast. Lorelai meets Chris out front like she does every day and I continue into the school alone. He sees me and I watch him walk my way.

"Good morning, Rose," He says with a smile.

"Hi," I exchange.

"I brought you something," he says taking my hand gently and placing in it a black box.

"Why—" I start but he cuts me off.

"I'm sorry about yesterday," he explains. "I didn't mean it."

"I know," I reply.

"It will never happen again," he promises, and I believe him just like I did the last time. "Go ahead," he says. "Open it."

I do and inside is a beautiful pair of silver rose shaped earrings. "Thank you," I tell him.

"You're welcome, Rosebud," he says. "Want me to walk you to class?"

I nod and he grabs my hand again. We walk away and I think to myself that today might not be so bad after all.

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