Of the Night
Rory dialed the number without thought, if she put thought into it she would of hung up, so there was no thought. The number was semi-familiar she didn't dial it often, but she knew it. There were three rings, she prayed it was closed, but instead.
"Hello," his strong voice ran through the phone and into her head, every memory of him being there came back, all those nights she curled up in her bed wishing went through her head she shut her eyes.
She starter to shake, not knowing if she should talk or hang up, talk she had to talk she trusted his familiar voice, "Luke," she said meekly.
He exhaled, "Hey Rory," he said and pulled the cord towards a stool so he could sit down. He rubbed his forehead, inhaling his worries.
She quivered, she closed her eyes, "Please don't tell her Luke, I need to stay here." She said meekly, she knew he wouldn't talk she trusted him.
He nodded, "Rory, everyone says she's going crazy," he sighed, "You know we haven't said talked in six years, I won't tell her," he whispered. He remembered Lorelei's last words to him, 'I'm so sorry Luke, I love you but, he's her father she needs him, and part of me does too,' his response had been a cold whisper, 'What does he have that I don't? I've been there not him,' he turned away and hasn't faced her since. He had loved her more then life its self, yet she could do that to him, sure he wasn't Rory's father but he would of given the world to be what more would Lorelai want, the problem was she was still in love with Chris, and just couldn't live with out him. He whipped his eyes, exhaling again, almost forgetting to breath.
Rory breathed, "Thank you," she whispered softly. "I have to go," she muttered, she was almost in tears, she missed that small town.
"Rory if you ever need me, I don't care when just call and I'm there," he said quickly.
She nodded, "Thank you,"
"Bye, Rory," he hung up the phone, and stared blankly at the wall. He went to every school event of hers, she would come by after school, always without Lorelai. Lorelai hadn't stepped foot in the Diner in about six year, they never talked they never even shared a look. He remembered standing in the back of her graduation, unseen by everyone, but he knew Rory knew he was there, he never skipped a play, speech, or anything that involved Rory, he smiled as he remembered all those times that little girl sat on those bar stools, always eating and drinking coffee. He knew she had it hard though, that was why he wasn't going to tell Lorelai, and Chris was a drunk everyone knew it except for Lorelai who wouldn't leave, so Rory did. It was better her being away from here, he just hoped nothing would happen to her. ~
Rory hung up the phone and sighed, she walked back into the building, and wrote Lorelai again, not telling her where she was but just letting her know she was ok. It helped Rory, writing to Lorelai it helped subside the feeling of that need to get on a bus to go home, that was hitting her hard right now.
The next morning she went to her new job, she liked it in fact it was the best part of her day. She loved the books, and she liked Donna, she was crazy and could get Rory to laugh and smile. The coffee was great, and so were the books, Rory loved books they were great they could get her away from anything, they saved her from her life. She got paid about ten dollars an hour which was great pay because she loved what she was doing.
At around seven Rory started home looking forward to going to work at seven the next morning. She was comfortable in her cloths so she decided not to change, so instead she headed right to the park, hopping she wouldn't be to late.
She sat down on the bench and looked around, Mark was no where in sight, and she saw the dark figure and the little fawn dog again. He sat down at the bench, about five minutes later a thin blonde approached and sat down, she kissed him hello, and rambled on about something to him, he continued to star down at his book and nod every few seconds. When the darkness thickened at around seven thirty or eight he left with his dog and the girl. Mark showed up around eight, he apologized she accepted and they were off to go eat in some Chinese restaurant that he knew of.
He wore a long sleeved shirt, and denim jeans. He was ok looking, his face was a little thin, and his eyes were somewhat drug in but he was ok, he talked and she listened. He wasn't as smart as he appeared to be, but he wasn't dumb. He was hard to figure out, but she liked him, she was quiet most of the time just watching him. She had never really dated, this was new. She had gone out with a boy, Dean from her high school, he was great she missed him, although they had broken up they stayed close friends, he wasn't enough for Rory she wanted something more but she never could pin point exactly what it was. She was still a virgin and that was something she was going to hold on to, for some reason it meant something to her. It was important to wait for the right one, something her mother did but, screwed up all too much at picking the right one. So losing that scared her, she didn't want to end up that way, she couldn't end up that way.
He walked her home and lightly kissed her good night, that was another thing she had never done, kiss really kiss not lightly, but heavy kiss passionate and fulfilling kissed, she wondered what it was like, and how it felt. It was late when she finally went to bed, she had written Lorelai and took a shower, and tried to figure out how to work the Tv.
The whole week had basically gone by like that, the air got unusually cold and leaves turned and fell and in one week. The city was beautiful in the fall, she had stopped going to the park at night, she was always out with Mark, he had gotten more interesting over the last week, and she liked him. The next week had changed slightly, Mark asked Rory if he could move in with her since his lease ran out on his apartment, Rory hesitated, she told him she wanted to think about it, she really didn't think it was a good idea, she didn't want to get in trouble with her land lord whom she had signed a three month agreement with. He told her he'd pay half the rent and what ever else. She took a night to think about it, he need help so she decided to help him out, anyway its not like it's going to be permanent. Plus she could use the extra money, if he paid half the rent that would leave her with an extra two hundred dollars a month. She had started a saving account with the bank and she needs the extra, she was making a surprising 350 dollars a week, which was more than enough for her to live on, but extra was always good. So a week later he moved in.
He was always asking to borrow money, a ten here a twenty there she didn't think anything of it the first month, but he started to act odd the second month, and he need more and more money while being gone for three or four hours at a time. She suspected the worst but tried to block it out of her mind. She didn't let him sleep with her yet although lately he had become pusher and it bothered her a little, but she trusted him had was good to her when he was around.
A month had passed by once again, Christmas was colder then ever imaginable, most nights Rory found herself secretly cry, it was Christmas and all she had a pitiful excuse for a boyfriend and he started to ask for more and more money and that left her with hardly any money to get herself something.
Donna had gone away skiing with her son, in Colorado she wasn't coming back until January 15, that left Rory with nothing to do. So she watched him carefully, then it came to her, he always wore long sleeve shirts never once did she see his arms, so she waited for him on New Years night, about three hours ago he had asked her for money and he was supposed to come home an hour ago.
She had never completely unpacked, her cloths and everything still in her bags, she kept it this way because she never knew when going back to Stars Hollow would become a reality.
He came home a few hours later, his eyes where red and his face had gotten thinner, a lot thinner then it was three months ago, she sat down next to him and started to question him. "Where were you tonight?" she said quickly in her agitated voice.
"Out," he said in his equally agitated voice, "With friends,"
"What friends?" she said getting angrier, he always had an attitude. When he ignored her question she grabbed his arm and pushed up his sleeve quickly. She swallowed and looked up at him, the dip in his arm was a deep purple, She got up and backed away, "What did you do to your self? Look what you've done! Get out!" she screamed.
He got up grabbing her arm, she screamed and pulled away from him, "Stop," he yelled at her as she threw his stuff at him, "Rory, stop!" he said getting angrier with her. He pushed her onto the bed, she struggled and hit him, he raised his hand up and slapped her fragile face furiously, "Stop! I told you to stop, God Damn it!" he yelled pinning her down.
His hand knocked her head to the side, she felt him crushing her body, "Stop your hurting me!" she cried out, but he just hit her again, this raged her she moved her leg slightly and thruster her knee forward crushing his manly hood.
He dropped off of her, "You bitch!" he yelled as he lied on the floor, he quickly grabbed her ankle as she got up off the bed, as tried to walk away but she fell flat down on her face hitting the floor hard floor, she winced at the pain in her head.
She pulled and kicked, but it wasn't working until she got one good shot to his temple knocking him out. She got up and grabbed her bags shoving what ever else she needed into the bags. But before she picked up her bags, she swiftly kicked him in the gut. She threw one bag over her shoulder and carried the other one.
Sworn off men she walked down the road, it was dark and cold, she had no where to go. Donna was away and she didn't know anyone else so she walked not knowing where to go except just to go there. She was glad she never slept with Mark, all the thoughts of how stupid she was came to her she sighed. Her head was killing her, what an ass hole she had been, she trusted him and he did that to her. She had become her mother beat up and torn, except Rory walked away something Lorelai could never do.
She finally found an ally way with a street light about twenty feet away giving it some light but not much. She looked around she had walked pretty far, she sat down on the cold ground, the cold air was thick as she took it in her nostrils flared and her cheeks went red from the cold she shivered and wrapped her coat tighter around her. The darkness was heavy but held some light in it enough to read. She shuffled through her bag and pulled out a book and quickly got lost, in a world she wished could be her own.
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Rory dialed the number without thought, if she put thought into it she would of hung up, so there was no thought. The number was semi-familiar she didn't dial it often, but she knew it. There were three rings, she prayed it was closed, but instead.
"Hello," his strong voice ran through the phone and into her head, every memory of him being there came back, all those nights she curled up in her bed wishing went through her head she shut her eyes.
She starter to shake, not knowing if she should talk or hang up, talk she had to talk she trusted his familiar voice, "Luke," she said meekly.
He exhaled, "Hey Rory," he said and pulled the cord towards a stool so he could sit down. He rubbed his forehead, inhaling his worries.
She quivered, she closed her eyes, "Please don't tell her Luke, I need to stay here." She said meekly, she knew he wouldn't talk she trusted him.
He nodded, "Rory, everyone says she's going crazy," he sighed, "You know we haven't said talked in six years, I won't tell her," he whispered. He remembered Lorelei's last words to him, 'I'm so sorry Luke, I love you but, he's her father she needs him, and part of me does too,' his response had been a cold whisper, 'What does he have that I don't? I've been there not him,' he turned away and hasn't faced her since. He had loved her more then life its self, yet she could do that to him, sure he wasn't Rory's father but he would of given the world to be what more would Lorelai want, the problem was she was still in love with Chris, and just couldn't live with out him. He whipped his eyes, exhaling again, almost forgetting to breath.
Rory breathed, "Thank you," she whispered softly. "I have to go," she muttered, she was almost in tears, she missed that small town.
"Rory if you ever need me, I don't care when just call and I'm there," he said quickly.
She nodded, "Thank you,"
"Bye, Rory," he hung up the phone, and stared blankly at the wall. He went to every school event of hers, she would come by after school, always without Lorelai. Lorelai hadn't stepped foot in the Diner in about six year, they never talked they never even shared a look. He remembered standing in the back of her graduation, unseen by everyone, but he knew Rory knew he was there, he never skipped a play, speech, or anything that involved Rory, he smiled as he remembered all those times that little girl sat on those bar stools, always eating and drinking coffee. He knew she had it hard though, that was why he wasn't going to tell Lorelai, and Chris was a drunk everyone knew it except for Lorelai who wouldn't leave, so Rory did. It was better her being away from here, he just hoped nothing would happen to her. ~
Rory hung up the phone and sighed, she walked back into the building, and wrote Lorelai again, not telling her where she was but just letting her know she was ok. It helped Rory, writing to Lorelai it helped subside the feeling of that need to get on a bus to go home, that was hitting her hard right now.
The next morning she went to her new job, she liked it in fact it was the best part of her day. She loved the books, and she liked Donna, she was crazy and could get Rory to laugh and smile. The coffee was great, and so were the books, Rory loved books they were great they could get her away from anything, they saved her from her life. She got paid about ten dollars an hour which was great pay because she loved what she was doing.
At around seven Rory started home looking forward to going to work at seven the next morning. She was comfortable in her cloths so she decided not to change, so instead she headed right to the park, hopping she wouldn't be to late.
She sat down on the bench and looked around, Mark was no where in sight, and she saw the dark figure and the little fawn dog again. He sat down at the bench, about five minutes later a thin blonde approached and sat down, she kissed him hello, and rambled on about something to him, he continued to star down at his book and nod every few seconds. When the darkness thickened at around seven thirty or eight he left with his dog and the girl. Mark showed up around eight, he apologized she accepted and they were off to go eat in some Chinese restaurant that he knew of.
He wore a long sleeved shirt, and denim jeans. He was ok looking, his face was a little thin, and his eyes were somewhat drug in but he was ok, he talked and she listened. He wasn't as smart as he appeared to be, but he wasn't dumb. He was hard to figure out, but she liked him, she was quiet most of the time just watching him. She had never really dated, this was new. She had gone out with a boy, Dean from her high school, he was great she missed him, although they had broken up they stayed close friends, he wasn't enough for Rory she wanted something more but she never could pin point exactly what it was. She was still a virgin and that was something she was going to hold on to, for some reason it meant something to her. It was important to wait for the right one, something her mother did but, screwed up all too much at picking the right one. So losing that scared her, she didn't want to end up that way, she couldn't end up that way.
He walked her home and lightly kissed her good night, that was another thing she had never done, kiss really kiss not lightly, but heavy kiss passionate and fulfilling kissed, she wondered what it was like, and how it felt. It was late when she finally went to bed, she had written Lorelai and took a shower, and tried to figure out how to work the Tv.
The whole week had basically gone by like that, the air got unusually cold and leaves turned and fell and in one week. The city was beautiful in the fall, she had stopped going to the park at night, she was always out with Mark, he had gotten more interesting over the last week, and she liked him. The next week had changed slightly, Mark asked Rory if he could move in with her since his lease ran out on his apartment, Rory hesitated, she told him she wanted to think about it, she really didn't think it was a good idea, she didn't want to get in trouble with her land lord whom she had signed a three month agreement with. He told her he'd pay half the rent and what ever else. She took a night to think about it, he need help so she decided to help him out, anyway its not like it's going to be permanent. Plus she could use the extra money, if he paid half the rent that would leave her with an extra two hundred dollars a month. She had started a saving account with the bank and she needs the extra, she was making a surprising 350 dollars a week, which was more than enough for her to live on, but extra was always good. So a week later he moved in.
He was always asking to borrow money, a ten here a twenty there she didn't think anything of it the first month, but he started to act odd the second month, and he need more and more money while being gone for three or four hours at a time. She suspected the worst but tried to block it out of her mind. She didn't let him sleep with her yet although lately he had become pusher and it bothered her a little, but she trusted him had was good to her when he was around.
A month had passed by once again, Christmas was colder then ever imaginable, most nights Rory found herself secretly cry, it was Christmas and all she had a pitiful excuse for a boyfriend and he started to ask for more and more money and that left her with hardly any money to get herself something.
Donna had gone away skiing with her son, in Colorado she wasn't coming back until January 15, that left Rory with nothing to do. So she watched him carefully, then it came to her, he always wore long sleeve shirts never once did she see his arms, so she waited for him on New Years night, about three hours ago he had asked her for money and he was supposed to come home an hour ago.
She had never completely unpacked, her cloths and everything still in her bags, she kept it this way because she never knew when going back to Stars Hollow would become a reality.
He came home a few hours later, his eyes where red and his face had gotten thinner, a lot thinner then it was three months ago, she sat down next to him and started to question him. "Where were you tonight?" she said quickly in her agitated voice.
"Out," he said in his equally agitated voice, "With friends,"
"What friends?" she said getting angrier, he always had an attitude. When he ignored her question she grabbed his arm and pushed up his sleeve quickly. She swallowed and looked up at him, the dip in his arm was a deep purple, She got up and backed away, "What did you do to your self? Look what you've done! Get out!" she screamed.
He got up grabbing her arm, she screamed and pulled away from him, "Stop," he yelled at her as she threw his stuff at him, "Rory, stop!" he said getting angrier with her. He pushed her onto the bed, she struggled and hit him, he raised his hand up and slapped her fragile face furiously, "Stop! I told you to stop, God Damn it!" he yelled pinning her down.
His hand knocked her head to the side, she felt him crushing her body, "Stop your hurting me!" she cried out, but he just hit her again, this raged her she moved her leg slightly and thruster her knee forward crushing his manly hood.
He dropped off of her, "You bitch!" he yelled as he lied on the floor, he quickly grabbed her ankle as she got up off the bed, as tried to walk away but she fell flat down on her face hitting the floor hard floor, she winced at the pain in her head.
She pulled and kicked, but it wasn't working until she got one good shot to his temple knocking him out. She got up and grabbed her bags shoving what ever else she needed into the bags. But before she picked up her bags, she swiftly kicked him in the gut. She threw one bag over her shoulder and carried the other one.
Sworn off men she walked down the road, it was dark and cold, she had no where to go. Donna was away and she didn't know anyone else so she walked not knowing where to go except just to go there. She was glad she never slept with Mark, all the thoughts of how stupid she was came to her she sighed. Her head was killing her, what an ass hole she had been, she trusted him and he did that to her. She had become her mother beat up and torn, except Rory walked away something Lorelai could never do.
She finally found an ally way with a street light about twenty feet away giving it some light but not much. She looked around she had walked pretty far, she sat down on the cold ground, the cold air was thick as she took it in her nostrils flared and her cheeks went red from the cold she shivered and wrapped her coat tighter around her. The darkness was heavy but held some light in it enough to read. She shuffled through her bag and pulled out a book and quickly got lost, in a world she wished could be her own.
A/n- Hey, Hope you like it!! Please Review!!!