It wasn't long after that night that Mary had told her husband that she wanted a divorce and that she would be taking Lorelai with her. Lorelai and Sam hung out a few times after they met, but when she had to break the news to her new friend, it was as if they had known each other their whole lives. And although they promised to stay in contact and see each other when Lorelai would come to visit, that was the last time that they saw each other.

Four years have gone by, and Lorelai Green was now a teenager, a very angry teenager. After her mother had told her father that she wanted to leave him, Lorelai was torn. She didn't want to leave Santa Carla, didn't want to leave her childhood home, didn't want to leave her father. But Lorelai was only 14, and she had no choice in the matter. Her mother had gotten full custody of her with little fight from her father; he was always at the university working and wouldn't have time taking care of an adolescent girl.

Mary Green had always wanted to leave Santa Carla, she didn't want to raise her daughter in that town, and now she finally got her wish. Lorelai wouldn't have minded the move if it was just to a different town close to the boardwalk, or even if it was just within California. But no, Mary wanted to get as far away as she could from Santa Carla, so she found a house in Seaside heights, New Jersey, all the way across the country. Lorelai thanked her for picking a state that at least wasn't landlocked, but the east coast and west coast were very different from one another. Seasides boardwalks, though there were many of them, just couldn't compete with Santa Carla's, especially considering that they were all separated along the got to the point where Lorelai didn't even want to go to the beach anymore, though every so often to get away, she would go to Sandy Hook and enjoy the private beaches there and the light house.

Mary Green had moved on and found a new man, Stanley Martin. At first, Lorelai didn't mind him all that much; he was a fun man who seemed to care about her and her mother very much. But after the wedding, everything changed. His personality did a complete 180 on them, and while Mary couldn't seem to see the change, Lorelai was all too aware.

Lorelai and her mother used be be very close to one another. They would stay up late watching old movies and shows, gossip and go out on little adventures with one another, but after the marriage was finalized, they all but stopped speaking to one another. Stanley would become angry if he saw the two of them acting how they used to, so he would come up with something, anything, to cause the mother and daughter to fight. It got to the point where Lorelai couldn't eave her phone on the nightstand or have a diary anymore because her mother or stepfather would go looking through them. At one point, after a rather nasty fight between Mary and Stanley, Lorelai heard him call her mother and her "sluts" and "cunts", to which Lorelai wrote down in her diary, sobbing. The next day, she noticed that the page had been ripped out and her mother all but chewed her head off, denying that her new husband had ever said those things about them.

Lorelai knew that her mother was brainwashed by the monster, but she also knew that he wasn't afraid to hurt either of them. She had caught him a few times hitting her mother, mostly when he was drunk or in front of his nasty friends, though those two things went hand in hand. And though Lorelai and her grandparents told Mary to leave the bastard, she would just start yelling at them, saying that she wouldn't be able to survive on her own or that she would never find another man like him.

So Lorelai went from worried, to scared, to just plain pissed in those four years; she would wear dark clothes and listen to angry music, anything to release the anger that she was feeling. She didn't want to live in that hell hole any longer. She had called and begged her father to let her move in with him, but each time he would try and convince Mary, she would take him to court and testify that he was unfit, spilling lies that her stepfather would tell her the night before; he didn't care if Lorelai was there or not, all he cared about was the child support that Chris payed for Lorelai, which would go right into Stanleys pocket. But finally, Lorelai had reached her breaking point.

It was just before Lorelais summer break, all she had to do was show up for the last week while the final grades were put into the system and then she was officially done with school. It was the middle of the night, Lorelai laid in bed, sweating due to the lack of air conditioning that reached her upstairs room. She had a small fan on her nightstand that blew right on her face, but it did little due to the humidity causing the low of the night to be 87 degrees. She could hear the loud, drunken laughter floating up through the air vents from the basement, her step father and his friends would keep this up until they passed out in the early morning. Lorelai groaned, tossing around and kicking off what little covers she had on still. It was too hot in her room, and while downstairs was significantly cooler, she didn't like the idea of sleeping anywhere near the bastards nor did she want to risk leaving her door open all night either. But eventually, Lorelai couldn't stand the heat and needed a glass of cold water to cool her down. Cracking open her bedroom door, she listened for any sounds of footsteps coming up the stairs from the basement. After waiting a few moments, she decided that the coast was clear and silently descended down her stairs, walked through the small living room and went into the kitchen.

She didn't like being in any exposing clothes around the older men, not liking the way that they stared at her, but figuring that they were all downstairs and she would only be a moment anyhow, she didn't change out of her tank top or sleep shorts, both of which were tighter then she felt comfortable with in front of people but loved to sleep in. Grabbing a glass from the cabinet, she quickly filled it with ice before going over to the sink, filling it up and taking a long sip, feeling instantly better. Just as she was about to fill it back up and escape up to her room, she heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door open, causing her blood to turn cold. She had been so carful to avoid these men, and now she fucked up, all for a glass of water.

The man rounded the corner, about to go back downstairs, but it was just Lorelai's luck that the door to the basement had a full view of the kitchen. When he saw Lorelai standing there, holding the glass of water and wearing her sleep outfit, he smirked, running his eyes all over her. Lorelai shivered at the mans drunken look, and she wished that she was wearing something baggier, more concealing, but that wouldn't have mattered to him, even just seeing her face would have been enough.

"Hey there are you doing up this late." Lorelai could hear the slurring of his voice, but his eyes were clear, meaning that she couldn't hope to outrun him and pray that his drunk coordination would allow her to escape. She watched as he came closer to her, backing her up into the counters corner Lorelai was trapped, she knew that much for sure, but she didn't know what to do to get away.

"S-stay away from me. I-I swear ill-" The man was now right in front of her, close enough that she could smell the beer that lingered on his mouth and over his shirt, the stench of his oder making her gag.

"You swear what? There ain't nothing you can do." She tried to look away from him, but she could feel his eyes burning into her. "Aren't you a little thing." As she looked past his side, she could see her mother just at the edge of the hallway, looking at the two of them. Lorelai called out to her mother, begging the woman to do something, anything, but her mother just turned and walked away, causing tears to rush to Lorelai's eyes. The man then reached out, grabbing her leg and causing Lorelai to drop the glass that she forgot that she was holding onto, and began thrashing against him and he touched and grabbed at her. Looking for anything that could help her, Lorelai reached behind her, grabbing a pair of scissors that were laying in a basket on the counter. Without even thinking, she brought them down first on his hand then on his shoulder, causing him to scream out in pain but thankfully release her. Scrambling away from the man, she rushed out of the kitchen and through the living room, hearing the pounding of feet as the other men from the basement came running up.

Once Lorelai got to her room, she shut and locked the door before grabbing her phone and rushing to her window. As soon as she opened the window, loud pounding began on her bedroom door.

"You little bitch! Open this door up right now!" Her step father was a big man, so if he wanted to, he could easily break the door down. Lorelai climbed onto the roof, closing the window behind her and crawling to a dark corner where even if they looked out, they wouldn't be able to see her. Unlocking her phone, Lorelai noticed that she was shaking, so much so that it was hard to dial. After she pressed 9-1-1, she then realized that the scissors she had used on the man inside were still in her hand.

"9-1-1, can I have your name and address?" After a few moments of trying to register what had happened, she told the lady on the other side of the phone of the events that just occurred. In the matter of minutes, 4 police cars screeched to a stop infront of her house, the officers all rushing inside. A female officer helped her back inside the house, and when Lorelai stepped down on the carpet of her room, she winced when she put pressure down on her foot.

"We have an ambulance outside waiting for you. Can you tell me what happened?" Lorelai was shaking and felt exhausted all at once as she climbed down her steps and into the front yard where there was ambulance waiting for her. The medics tried to get her to sit and give her a blanket, but she froze at the mens outstretched hands, causing the female officer to take the blanket and nod to them. Wrapping the blanket around Lorelai, the officer sat her down on the back of the truck, gently taking the scissors from Lorelai, putting them in an evidence bag.

This wasn't the first time that officers had been called to the address, though it was mainly for noise complaints or trash left on yards from the night before. The officer that sat with Lorelai had been here before and she had seen how skittish her mother was and how Lorelai refused to talk to anyone; they all knew it was only a matter of time before they got a call like this. The officer took a few pictures of Lorelai's bleeding foot and and a bruise that was forming on her wrist and side before the medics began removing the small glass shards from her foot and bandaged it up. After Lorelai was calmer, the female officer began asking her questions about what had happened.

The officer took notes on her account, frowning. She understood what Lorelai had just gone through, but couldn't believe that her own mother had let this happen. " We are going to get you to the station so you can make an official report if you would like. Do you have anyone else that you would like us to call? Any other family members?" After giving the officer her fathers number, Lorelai stood up, handing the blanket over to the medics who thanked her.

As Lorelai walked towards the officers car, she saw her mother standing on the front porch, standing behind her step-father who was speaking to an officer. While her mother didn't give Lorelai so much of a glance, her step-father sneered over in her direction while his 'buddy', the man who attacked her, was getting his neck and shoulder wrapped up the back of a squad car. Although Lorelai was going to miss her mother, she knew that she was finally free from this house, she could finally go home.