Author: Soulfire Stories
Rating: PG-13 for a little violence [fight]
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls the show and the characters do not belong to me, I am merely a person writing a fanfiction on the show. I am not making any money on this.
Archive: If you want it, just email me at: Soulfire Stories@aol.com
Summary: Sometimes all love deserves is a second chance.
Chapter: 2/?
Okay, this is not a date Rory! It's just two people sitting at a little table in Luke's coffee shop, drinking some coffee... ooh sugar... okay now I feel like I'm my mom... well most daughters turn out to be like their moms and it's not like she would be the worse person to be transformed into and now I am wandering away from the subject at mind. Dean. Dean. Dean. Yes there he is, sitting across from me, oh no he's giving me that 'serious' look and he's adorable as usual... and now I'm talking to myself.. okay I have officially lost it.
[Luke's Coffee Shop]
"Are you okay
Rory?"
Rory nodded
absently and took a drink of her coffee, her heart was beating so hard
she thought at any minute it would fly out of her chest ... and that was
just plain disturbing.
"Yes, I'm
fine!"
Dean nodded
and took the last sip of his coffee, he put the cup to the side and smiled
at Rory; Once their eyes connected Dean suddenly looked away, afraid of
what he would say if he looked into the beautiful eyes of Rory Gilmore
for one second longer.
"Dean?"
Rory tried
to get eye contact with Dean but no matter what angle she looked at him
from, he avoided eye contact.
"I have to
go"
Dean slammed
a $10 bill on the table and grabbed his jacket and fled the coffee shop.
Dean felt like screaming at the top of his lungs, why was it he had to fall in love with the one person that couldn't love him back? Dean smothered a VERY annoying sigh and ran across the street, he just needed to get away from Rory Gilmore, only then he could think straight again. Dean looked up and stopped his walking when he saw the book store, books... Rory likes books. Dean pushed the door to the bookstore open and listened to the jingle jangle sound the bell made whenever someone entered the book store, festive at times but mostly annoying.
"Morning Dean"
Dean did a
little half nod half wave and walked over to the second book case to the
left, he traced all the edges of the books with his fingers while skimming
the title and author of the books.
"The Cask
of Amontilldo by Edgar Allan Poe"
Dean smiled
remembering the time Rory sat indian style in front of him, telling him
about the whole book, the book sounded incredibly boring but when it came
out of Rory's mouth it seemed intriguing. The book was basically about
the main character getting revenge, actually all Poe wrote was revenge,
Dean remembered Rory saying once that Poe was a very "angry" person.
So he was neglected like a poor little puppy dog no one would want to play with and then he writes disturbing revenge seeking stories and he makes millions? Bring on the anger...
Dean grabbed
the book and bounced over to the counter, slamming it down on the counter,
he grabbed his wallet and proceeded to pay for the book; Now if someone
asked Dean why in the world was he buying a book he knew he never would
read, he would have no idea how to reply to that question. He had no intention
to read this book ever, but just the fact that this was one of Rory's favorite
books motivated him to buy it, maybe he would then have a piece of Rory
Gilmore with him at all times. It was a pretty stupid idea, but that was
his wishful wishing kicking in.
"Thanks"
Dean gripped
onto the book and walked out of the store, he walked around the corner
and disappeared.
[Gilmores Residence]
Rory blew a
few loose strands of her brown hair out of her eyes, she laid in the fetal
position on her bed, her chin in between both of her hands; What had she
done wrong? Why did Dean run off like that? This was the first time they
talked in weeks and it ended with him running off.
"Ugh"
Rory pushed
herself up and looked around her room, she was dying, well not literally,
but the silence, the odd and awful silence, was driving her insane.
"Hmph"
Yes when I can't think of normal words to say, bring on the made up ones.
Rory looked over at her digital clocked and read the time:
2:16 pm.
It was still early, well in a way it was, and here she was in her room moping over her ex-boyfriend... Again. Rory didn't know if she could take this anymore, either it was be with him or move on...
But he doesn't want me anymore, he dumped me, he hates me... just because I couldn't say I loved him. I have no chance whatsoever.
Being with him wasn't in the equation right now, considering that he had ran out on her earlier, and moving on and giving up on Dean was just physically impossible. Rory wished that it was that easy, but the harsh reality was, that it would never be that easy, because once you fall in love... you don't fall out.
[Gilmores Residence - 11:55 pm]
Dean paced back and forth on the front lawn of Rory's house, trying to find out exactly why he had come here. He knew that he wanted to tell Rory something... something important, but he hadn't really thought of how he would say it to her. Dean wasn't much of a planning kind of guy and the one time he had planned something, it had gone terribly wrong...
No... don't think about that, remember you came here to tell Rory something, that really important something that couldn't wait until the morning? Now, don't go chickening out now...
Dean gulped down whatever kind of fear or doubt and he picked up a little pebble and threw it at Rory's bedroom window and when he didnt' see her moving or a light coming on in the room, he threw a few more pebbles.
"Mmm..."
Rory fluttered
her eyes open slowly, she threw her legs over the side of her bed and stared
at her window oddly when she heard the distinct sound of pebbles hitting
against her window.
"What in the
world?"
Rory mumbled
to herself as she walked over to her window very slowly. She drew the curtains
back and peered outside her window and to her shock Dean was standing outside
of her house. Rory pushed her window open and leanded her head outside
of the window.
"Dean?"
Dean waved
at Rory.
"Hi!"
Rory smiled,
the image of Dean outside of her house would be branded in her memory forever.
"What do you
want Dean?"
Dean scratched
his head.
"Can you come
out here?"
"Okay"
Rory shut
her window and grabbed her jacket and threw it on and proceeded to walk
outside, where Dean was.
"Hi"
Rory smiled
sheepishly at Dean, once she walked over to him. Dean looked up and smiled
at Rory, he took his hands out of his pants pocket.
"Hey"
Rory looked
around.
"So you wanted
to say something to me?"
Dean nodded.
"Yeah, I did,
I mean do. Rory?"
Rory looked
at Dean immediately.
"Yes?"
"I love you."
Rory was taken
by surprise by his comment but then before she could say a word, Dean leaned
over and brushed his lips against hers.