***jennlit - I didn't read your story when I wrote mine. Sorry anyways. I tried to review, but it wouldn't let me, but good job on it. :) ***
"Lorelai," Emily Gilmore said, surprised.
"Mom. Can I come in?"
"Yes." Emily opened the door and Lorelai stepped in.
"Is Dad home?"
"Yes. He's reading the newspaper in the living room. Would you like some wine or coffee?"
"No, Mom, but thanks." Emily led Lorelai to the living room.
"Lorelai, what a surprise. What brings you here?" Richard Gilmore asked, taking off his glasses.
Lorelai sat down on the couch opposite her parents. "So, how has your week been? The weather has been so clear. You know, dad, I was thinking this weekend would be a great time to take Rory to the club to golf-"
"Lorelai, I know you didn't come over here to talk about the weather or weekend plans. You would be doing that on the phone," Emily said, cutting her off.
"Well, I thought I'd come visit for a bit before we went home," Lorelai said, trying another approach. She didn't know if she would be able to tell her parents. Her parents looked at her suspiciously.
"Lorelai, I saw Rory in the car. You didn't bring her in so you must have some sort of thing to tell us without her around. We're your parents, Lorelai. Do you think we can't tell when your lying or not?"
Lorelai took a deep breath. "Mom, Dad, I have to tell you something. I don't think - I know - you won't like it, but I have to tell you before anyone else," Lorelai paused. "I - I'm pregnant again." There was a silence. A painful silence. Her parents had a shocked look on their face. Lorelai stared at her hands; she couldn't bear to look at them.
"And, who is the father?" Emily finally asked. "Luke? That teacher friend of yours? Or do you not even know?"
Lorelai stared at her mom. That comment made her sound like she slept around. Knowing that Chris was the last person they would think of, answering this question was the hardest part. "Christopher," she finally squeaked out. She could barely hear herself.
"What!?" her parents said in unison.
"I knew that boy was no good. He got my daughter pregnant once, and now a second time!" her dad exclaimed angrily.
"Lorelai! How could you do this! Get pregnant again?" her mom said, trying to contain her anger.
"Its not like I did it on purpose. Do you think I wanted another kid?"
"When, Lorelai?"
"What! Thats none of your business!"
"I am your mother, it most certainly is!"
Lorelai sighed. "After the dinner with his parents. We were reminiscing over old times and..."
"Does he know?" her father asked.
"No," Lorelai whispered.
"You should tell him. He should provide for you and Rory and your unborn child. But you're too proud to make that call, and he's not man enough to do anything about it. He should marry you, Lorelai."
"Dad, I don't want to be married. I just want it to be me and Rory."
"Lorelai, I'm am very disappointed in you. I never thought I could ever be this disappointed in you. How could you do this to us? Our family? You're giving the Gilmores a bad reputation. Your bringing shame to our name. I can't believe you, Lorelai. I thought I raised you correctly," her mom said.
"You did, mom, you did. I just-"
"I don't want an explanation, Lorelai. I want you out of our house!" Emily spat.
"What?! Mom, wait, no."
"Yes. Until I call - if I call - you may not come into this house. I still want Rory to come every week for dinner. Now, go on home," Emily Gilmore concluded. Lorelai sat, stunned at her mother's reaction. She expected her mom to be upset, but she never expected this.
"Mom, you're kidding, right?"
"Does it look like I'm kidding? Now, I'm going to show you to the door."
"Go on, Lorelai. Its your mother's desicion. Oh, and tell Rory I'd like to take her golfing again," her father said, putting his glasses back on and opening the newspaper again. Lorelai got up slowly and walked toward the door. "Mom, please reconsider this. I-"
"Leave, Lorelai," her mom interrupted. She opened the door and shut it as soon as her daughter was outside. Rory looked up when she heard the door slam.
"Mom, are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, honey. I'm fine," Lorelai said without conviction. She was trying so hard not to let Rory know how upset she was but Rory knew something serious was up. Her mom had never looked so dejected after a visit with her mother before. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked when her mom got in the car.
"I'm fine, okay!" Lorelai snapped, then softened. "I'm sorry, honey. I can't tell you right now."
Rory nodded, knowing her mother's attitude was from something her grandmother said to her. She let her mom alone with her thoughts and looked out the window.
Lorelai felt horrible for snapping at Rory. It wasn't her fault, she didn't make a stupid mistake. Why does my mom hate me so much? I wasn't THAT bad of a kid. She glanced at Rory. Why couldn't my mom and I have had the relationship like Rory's and mine? If Rory came to me pregnant, I would understand. I wouldn't throw her out of the house. She's my daughter, nothing could make me hate her. I wish my mom didn't hate me. Suddenly Lorelai pulled the car over to the side of the road and started to cry. She covered her face with her hands.
"Mom! Mom, whats wrong?" Rory asked worriedly. Lorelai only shook her head. She couldn't speak, anyway. Suddenly she felt confined, and had to get out. She stepped out of the car and leaned against her door. Rory didn't know what to do. Leave her mom alone or go to her. She decided on the latter. She got out and went over to her mom. She didn't say anything for a minute.
"Mom, what is it? I can handle it," she finally said. Lorelai hugged her daughter tightly.
"Rory, I'm sorry. So, so sorry!"
"For what, mom? What have you done? Mom, You're scaring me," Rory said, confused. Lorelai didn't answer, and didn't loosen her grip on her daughter. "Mom, let me drive home and you can tell me there, okay?"
Lorelai nodded. Rory helped her into the car and then drove them home.
"Lorelai," Emily Gilmore said, surprised.
"Mom. Can I come in?"
"Yes." Emily opened the door and Lorelai stepped in.
"Is Dad home?"
"Yes. He's reading the newspaper in the living room. Would you like some wine or coffee?"
"No, Mom, but thanks." Emily led Lorelai to the living room.
"Lorelai, what a surprise. What brings you here?" Richard Gilmore asked, taking off his glasses.
Lorelai sat down on the couch opposite her parents. "So, how has your week been? The weather has been so clear. You know, dad, I was thinking this weekend would be a great time to take Rory to the club to golf-"
"Lorelai, I know you didn't come over here to talk about the weather or weekend plans. You would be doing that on the phone," Emily said, cutting her off.
"Well, I thought I'd come visit for a bit before we went home," Lorelai said, trying another approach. She didn't know if she would be able to tell her parents. Her parents looked at her suspiciously.
"Lorelai, I saw Rory in the car. You didn't bring her in so you must have some sort of thing to tell us without her around. We're your parents, Lorelai. Do you think we can't tell when your lying or not?"
Lorelai took a deep breath. "Mom, Dad, I have to tell you something. I don't think - I know - you won't like it, but I have to tell you before anyone else," Lorelai paused. "I - I'm pregnant again." There was a silence. A painful silence. Her parents had a shocked look on their face. Lorelai stared at her hands; she couldn't bear to look at them.
"And, who is the father?" Emily finally asked. "Luke? That teacher friend of yours? Or do you not even know?"
Lorelai stared at her mom. That comment made her sound like she slept around. Knowing that Chris was the last person they would think of, answering this question was the hardest part. "Christopher," she finally squeaked out. She could barely hear herself.
"What!?" her parents said in unison.
"I knew that boy was no good. He got my daughter pregnant once, and now a second time!" her dad exclaimed angrily.
"Lorelai! How could you do this! Get pregnant again?" her mom said, trying to contain her anger.
"Its not like I did it on purpose. Do you think I wanted another kid?"
"When, Lorelai?"
"What! Thats none of your business!"
"I am your mother, it most certainly is!"
Lorelai sighed. "After the dinner with his parents. We were reminiscing over old times and..."
"Does he know?" her father asked.
"No," Lorelai whispered.
"You should tell him. He should provide for you and Rory and your unborn child. But you're too proud to make that call, and he's not man enough to do anything about it. He should marry you, Lorelai."
"Dad, I don't want to be married. I just want it to be me and Rory."
"Lorelai, I'm am very disappointed in you. I never thought I could ever be this disappointed in you. How could you do this to us? Our family? You're giving the Gilmores a bad reputation. Your bringing shame to our name. I can't believe you, Lorelai. I thought I raised you correctly," her mom said.
"You did, mom, you did. I just-"
"I don't want an explanation, Lorelai. I want you out of our house!" Emily spat.
"What?! Mom, wait, no."
"Yes. Until I call - if I call - you may not come into this house. I still want Rory to come every week for dinner. Now, go on home," Emily Gilmore concluded. Lorelai sat, stunned at her mother's reaction. She expected her mom to be upset, but she never expected this.
"Mom, you're kidding, right?"
"Does it look like I'm kidding? Now, I'm going to show you to the door."
"Go on, Lorelai. Its your mother's desicion. Oh, and tell Rory I'd like to take her golfing again," her father said, putting his glasses back on and opening the newspaper again. Lorelai got up slowly and walked toward the door. "Mom, please reconsider this. I-"
"Leave, Lorelai," her mom interrupted. She opened the door and shut it as soon as her daughter was outside. Rory looked up when she heard the door slam.
"Mom, are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, honey. I'm fine," Lorelai said without conviction. She was trying so hard not to let Rory know how upset she was but Rory knew something serious was up. Her mom had never looked so dejected after a visit with her mother before. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked when her mom got in the car.
"I'm fine, okay!" Lorelai snapped, then softened. "I'm sorry, honey. I can't tell you right now."
Rory nodded, knowing her mother's attitude was from something her grandmother said to her. She let her mom alone with her thoughts and looked out the window.
Lorelai felt horrible for snapping at Rory. It wasn't her fault, she didn't make a stupid mistake. Why does my mom hate me so much? I wasn't THAT bad of a kid. She glanced at Rory. Why couldn't my mom and I have had the relationship like Rory's and mine? If Rory came to me pregnant, I would understand. I wouldn't throw her out of the house. She's my daughter, nothing could make me hate her. I wish my mom didn't hate me. Suddenly Lorelai pulled the car over to the side of the road and started to cry. She covered her face with her hands.
"Mom! Mom, whats wrong?" Rory asked worriedly. Lorelai only shook her head. She couldn't speak, anyway. Suddenly she felt confined, and had to get out. She stepped out of the car and leaned against her door. Rory didn't know what to do. Leave her mom alone or go to her. She decided on the latter. She got out and went over to her mom. She didn't say anything for a minute.
"Mom, what is it? I can handle it," she finally said. Lorelai hugged her daughter tightly.
"Rory, I'm sorry. So, so sorry!"
"For what, mom? What have you done? Mom, You're scaring me," Rory said, confused. Lorelai didn't answer, and didn't loosen her grip on her daughter. "Mom, let me drive home and you can tell me there, okay?"
Lorelai nodded. Rory helped her into the car and then drove them home.