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McGlaclen.
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Inside the classroom, Rory was huddled on the floor, her arms wrapped around her legs. As much as she tried to ignore it, she couldn't. She was hungry. It had been more than a day since she had had anything to eat. And she was scared. Keith seemed to be getting more angry; restless. His latest violence had included him throwing a chair across the room.
Rory closed her eyes, and tried to imagine her at home, with her mom, watching one of their favourite movies. As this was going, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. "Keith? Are you there?" it was the policeman on the walkie-talkie that he was carrying. Keith strode across the room. "What do you want?"
"We've almost got the money for you.. how's the girl?" Rory had a feeling her mom was standing beside the policeman. "Why should I tell you? And about the money, I want it in half an hour, or the girl dies. You here that?" Keith asked in a menancing voice. "Yea." The policeman hung up. Rory closed her eyes, and wanted to disappear. She wanted her mom. She wanted to be in her mom's arms right now.
Lorelai stood on the sidewalk, arms crossed, her hair blowing on the wind. The wind blowing her tears dry. Paris came over and stood beside her, not saying anything. "Half an hour. How could they friggen get one thousand more dollars in half an hour?" Lorelai thought. They had to get the money. They just had to. Because if they didn't and Rory died, she wouldn't be able to live with that. The policeman walked over to Lorelai gently. It was obvoius and he knew how much this was hurting her. "We have half of the money now, it won't be long before we have the other half." He said reasurringly. "Will you have it in half an hour?" Loreali asked in a shaky voice. The second she said that, she regretted it. What if they wouldn't have it?
"I'm pretty sure," the policeman replied, his voice unrufffled. Paris turned to him. "How can you sound so calm?" she burst out. "My friend is in there. She's in danger.. why do you have to sound so calm?" Lorelai put a protective arm around Paris. "it's my job," he replied. " I can't lose it in front of people.It does bother me, but I can't do anything except try and help. Excuse me, I have to go." Abruptly, he left.
"You know what?" Keith said. "Let's scare your mother, shall we?" Rory shook her head vigorously. "I think that's a good idea," he contined. "I'm going to hold you up by the window with a gun to your head. Maybe I'll even shoot you.. who knows? Depends what I'm in the mood for." Rory's breathing got more laboured, and she tried to keep calm. Keith grabbed her by both wrists and did that by the door. She saw her mom, then saw Paris glance at the window. Paris grabbed Lorelai's arm and motioned toward it.
"Nooo.." Loreali wailed as she saw Rory's pained look on her face. She started to run across the grass, but Paris stopped her. "Lorelai, you can't do anything right now. Just look at her. She's okay.. she's not hurt.. or at least it doesn't seem like it. She'll be fine.. we'll get the money, I promise." Loreali closed her eyes and started to cry again, her shoulders shaking, her head spinning with endless thoughts. "One more thing," Keith said. He grabbed her again and took her away from the window. He shot the wall again. Then once more.
Outside, Lorelai was in too much shock to do much of anything. She covered her mouth in horror, and started to sob. Literally sob. She thought for sure that Rory had been shot. Paris shook her head sadly, but didn't give up hope. It was possible that he could have scared Lorelai again by shooting at the wall.
They both watched as the policeman and some other policeman too, rushed into the school, a bag in the first policeman's hand. Outside, Rory heard footsteps. She listened eagerly, and was overwhelmed when twelve policeman stormed in the room. "Get your hands up!" one policeman said. Trapped, Keith reluctantly did that, and was lead downstairs. "How about we get you to your mom?" the police officer said. Nodding, Rory stood up, her legs shaking from so much stress, as she was helped downstairs.
Lorelai was still crying as Rory was lead outside. Paris grinned and pulled on Lorelai's shirt. Lorelai looked up and saw Rory standing from a distance. For a moment Rory just stood there, then she ran to her mom, who grabbed her and hugged her tightly, both of them crying on each other's shoulders.
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
"Oh my god," Rory said, her voice still shaking awhile later. "I was afraid I'd never see you again."
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
Rory turned to Paris, who gave her a small smile. Paris hugged her. "Are you okay?" she asked worridly. "I am now," Rory replied. "What about you?" "I'll be fine," Paris said. Just then her parent's came and hugged her. "See ya soon, Rory." Then she left, with her parent's arms around her.
Rory turned to Lorelai again and hugged her, not wanting to let go. "I love you mom," she whispered. "I love you too hun," her mom said, kissing the top of her head. She looked closely at Rory's face. It looked pale. "What have you had to eat?" she asked. "He did feed you, didn't he?" When Rory shook her head, Lorelai got worried.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
"Kid, we're going home and feeding you.. what do ya say. A movie too? Quality time together?" Lorelai asked, fully knowing what the answer would be.
"It sounds like heaven," Rory said, buring her head in her mom's neck as they walked by the school. Lorelai squeezed her hand, and they walked to the car.
Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
Oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees.
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
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Inside the classroom, Rory was huddled on the floor, her arms wrapped around her legs. As much as she tried to ignore it, she couldn't. She was hungry. It had been more than a day since she had had anything to eat. And she was scared. Keith seemed to be getting more angry; restless. His latest violence had included him throwing a chair across the room.
Rory closed her eyes, and tried to imagine her at home, with her mom, watching one of their favourite movies. As this was going, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. "Keith? Are you there?" it was the policeman on the walkie-talkie that he was carrying. Keith strode across the room. "What do you want?"
"We've almost got the money for you.. how's the girl?" Rory had a feeling her mom was standing beside the policeman. "Why should I tell you? And about the money, I want it in half an hour, or the girl dies. You here that?" Keith asked in a menancing voice. "Yea." The policeman hung up. Rory closed her eyes, and wanted to disappear. She wanted her mom. She wanted to be in her mom's arms right now.
Lorelai stood on the sidewalk, arms crossed, her hair blowing on the wind. The wind blowing her tears dry. Paris came over and stood beside her, not saying anything. "Half an hour. How could they friggen get one thousand more dollars in half an hour?" Lorelai thought. They had to get the money. They just had to. Because if they didn't and Rory died, she wouldn't be able to live with that. The policeman walked over to Lorelai gently. It was obvoius and he knew how much this was hurting her. "We have half of the money now, it won't be long before we have the other half." He said reasurringly. "Will you have it in half an hour?" Loreali asked in a shaky voice. The second she said that, she regretted it. What if they wouldn't have it?
"I'm pretty sure," the policeman replied, his voice unrufffled. Paris turned to him. "How can you sound so calm?" she burst out. "My friend is in there. She's in danger.. why do you have to sound so calm?" Lorelai put a protective arm around Paris. "it's my job," he replied. " I can't lose it in front of people.It does bother me, but I can't do anything except try and help. Excuse me, I have to go." Abruptly, he left.
"You know what?" Keith said. "Let's scare your mother, shall we?" Rory shook her head vigorously. "I think that's a good idea," he contined. "I'm going to hold you up by the window with a gun to your head. Maybe I'll even shoot you.. who knows? Depends what I'm in the mood for." Rory's breathing got more laboured, and she tried to keep calm. Keith grabbed her by both wrists and did that by the door. She saw her mom, then saw Paris glance at the window. Paris grabbed Lorelai's arm and motioned toward it.
"Nooo.." Loreali wailed as she saw Rory's pained look on her face. She started to run across the grass, but Paris stopped her. "Lorelai, you can't do anything right now. Just look at her. She's okay.. she's not hurt.. or at least it doesn't seem like it. She'll be fine.. we'll get the money, I promise." Loreali closed her eyes and started to cry again, her shoulders shaking, her head spinning with endless thoughts. "One more thing," Keith said. He grabbed her again and took her away from the window. He shot the wall again. Then once more.
Outside, Lorelai was in too much shock to do much of anything. She covered her mouth in horror, and started to sob. Literally sob. She thought for sure that Rory had been shot. Paris shook her head sadly, but didn't give up hope. It was possible that he could have scared Lorelai again by shooting at the wall.
They both watched as the policeman and some other policeman too, rushed into the school, a bag in the first policeman's hand. Outside, Rory heard footsteps. She listened eagerly, and was overwhelmed when twelve policeman stormed in the room. "Get your hands up!" one policeman said. Trapped, Keith reluctantly did that, and was lead downstairs. "How about we get you to your mom?" the police officer said. Nodding, Rory stood up, her legs shaking from so much stress, as she was helped downstairs.
Lorelai was still crying as Rory was lead outside. Paris grinned and pulled on Lorelai's shirt. Lorelai looked up and saw Rory standing from a distance. For a moment Rory just stood there, then she ran to her mom, who grabbed her and hugged her tightly, both of them crying on each other's shoulders.
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
"Oh my god," Rory said, her voice still shaking awhile later. "I was afraid I'd never see you again."
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
Rory turned to Paris, who gave her a small smile. Paris hugged her. "Are you okay?" she asked worridly. "I am now," Rory replied. "What about you?" "I'll be fine," Paris said. Just then her parent's came and hugged her. "See ya soon, Rory." Then she left, with her parent's arms around her.
Rory turned to Lorelai again and hugged her, not wanting to let go. "I love you mom," she whispered. "I love you too hun," her mom said, kissing the top of her head. She looked closely at Rory's face. It looked pale. "What have you had to eat?" she asked. "He did feed you, didn't he?" When Rory shook her head, Lorelai got worried.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
"Kid, we're going home and feeding you.. what do ya say. A movie too? Quality time together?" Lorelai asked, fully knowing what the answer would be.
"It sounds like heaven," Rory said, buring her head in her mom's neck as they walked by the school. Lorelai squeezed her hand, and they walked to the car.
Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
Oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees.
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.