*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters. Except
for Bryan. (who's getting what he deserves!) ;-) All I own is my
imagination and the plot.
*A/N: Hey!!! I'm getting really good at this daily-updating-thing, don't you think ? O just to let you know, each one of you who reviewed can be expecting a gigantic cake to be delivered to their door very soon........ What I'm trying to say is THANKS! (the cake is also to celebrate Bryan's downfall) ;-) I would really appreciate it, if you guys would review this chapter and tell me if Bryan got what he deserved. (and if the cake is as good as I imagined in my head) Enjoy! (and forgive me for the big paragraphs)
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
The next day, after Bryan had left for work, Rory found herself sitting on her bed with a book. These days reading was the only thing that made her forget about Bryan's stinging comments, even though she would always pretend that they didn't hurt her and his violent behavior. She was getting lost in a colorful world filled with characters that were vividly written. So vividly that she could picture their world in front of her eyes, like you would watch a television screen and sometimes she would get so caught up in the book that she even felt what the characters were feeling. She could feel their heart beat when they were in love, feel the anger that build up inside them when they were angry at each other and she could feel their pain whenever their heart would be broken. But for some reason their pain didn't even come close to hers. The writer never seemed to use the right words to express their pain or anger for that matter. Rory sighed as she realized that reading wasn't going to help her forget today. Finally she put the book down beside her and looked around the room. Almost immediately her gaze fell on Bryan's dresser. Ever since she met him he had been extremely secretive about it. For some reason she was never allowed to go near it. He even put away his own clothes. Rory had thought about just walking over to the dresser and opening one of it's drawers, but she never went through with it, because she was almost certain that Bryan would notice. He would probably notice the one wrinkle in his favorite shirt that hadn't been there before or some other small detail that normally the eyes would miss.
Finally she couldn't fight her curiosity anymore and got off the bed. She walked over to his dresser and just stood in front of it for a while, looking at it. So far there was nothing out of the ordinary to see. She slowly reached out her hand and carefully opened one of the drawers. When she did, she took a look inside. Immediately she let go of the drawer and pressed her hand against her mouth to keep from shrieking. After her heartbeat slowed down a little, she removed her hand from her mouth and decided to take another look in the drawer, just to make sure that her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. She took another step towards the dresser and rested her gaze on the object that had scared her so much. It was a gun.......... He had a gun. Why ? Why did he need a gun ? Was he that violent ? Scenarios started to play in her head of old Maffia movies where the Maffia would just shoot anyone who got in their way or didn't do as they had said. Was Bryan going to do that to her ? If he got sick of her at one point, was he going to............kill her ? Suddenly she heard the front door open and moments later footsteps were coming her way. He was home.......... She quickly closed the drawer and hurried back to the bed.
When he came into the room, he found Rory sitting on the bed, reading. Like nothing ever happened. When really she was gripping the book so tight to keep from shaking that here knuckles were starting to turn white. When Bryan came in, he smiled and walked over to the bed. He pulled the book out of Rory's hands and for once sweetly kissed her on the lips. Rory was surprised by the carefulness of his kiss and looked up to meet his eyes.
B: ''After my shower...........we're going to have some fun.''
He gave her back the book and went into the bathroom. Rory who immediately knew what he meant, put her book away and waited in fear for him to come out of the shower. When he did, he was wearing nothing more than a pair of white boxers. He grinned devilishly as he approached her. Rory who suddenly got back the ability to move her muscles quickly got up and wanted to run out of the room, lock herself in the bathroom, anything to get away from him. But Bryan's reflexes unfortunately were faster. He roughly grabbed her arm and rigorously threw her back on the bed. Before Rory could get up again, he sat down on top of her. Rory started to scream and almost immediately she could feel Bryan's hand come down on her cheek. For a moment she was taken back and he took the opportunity to lift Rory's shirt up. Just feeling his rough and careless hands against her skin was enough to make her scream again. Bryan stopped and for a minute Rory thought that he was going to give up, just like the times before, but he didn't. Instead he grabbed one of his socks that was lying around and stuffed it in her mouth. Now she could scream as much as she wanted and no one would hear her. He smiled at her and started to kiss her bare stomach, slowly working his way down. He started to make little circles on her stomach with his tongue while he rubbed her thighs. His tongue was like a hot flame, burning her with every touch. Rory tried to fight him, but Bryan just pinned her two arms above her head and continued devouring her with his steaming and hungry kisses. Finally he stopped and looked at her.
B: ''I'm going to have to let you go for a minute. Please don't try to fight me, okay princess ?''
Rory nodded. When he let go of her arms, she realized that she was too scared and panicked to move. She couldn't even cry. She shifted her gaze to see what he was doing. He reached for the end-table that was standing right next to the bed, wondering what he was doing. Bryan saw her looking and grinned.
B: ''Don't worry, I'm not done yet. I'm just getting a condom. We don't want you to get pregnant now.''
Rory's breathing started to get heavier when her mind processed his words. He was really going to do it. He was going to rape her. Rory started to think off al the stories about rape that made the front page of the paper. She always felt sorry for the girls, even though she didn't even know them. And the worst part was, she wasn't even going to make the front page, cause she would never be able to report it. She closed her eyes and forced herself to clam down. This was only going to happen if she would let him. And she wasn't. It was as simple as that. She opened her eyes again and saw him open the drawer of the end-table. Rory planted her hands flat against his chest and pushed him as hard as she could. Because he wasn't expecting this, he had let his guard down and fell off the bed. Rory quickly rolled off the bed and landed on her hands and knees. She pulled the sock out of her mouth and got up, hoping that he hadn't yet. But he had. He was standing on the other end of the bed with flaming eyes.
B: ''Why is it such a hassle to get you in bed ? I mean you fucking sleep with that Jess boy and when I want to, you start acting like a damn baby !''
R: ''I didn't sleep with him.''
B: ''Like hell you didn't !''
Rory glanced at the door and wondered if she could make it. Only one way to find out. She started to run towards the door, but stopped when Bryan appeared in front of her.
B: ''I don't think so...........princess.''
He winked at her and took a step towards her. Rory immediately started to back up, until she reached Bryan's dresser. She glanced at Bryan who was coming closer by the second. He had trapped her. Almost subconsciously she reached behind her to pull open a drawer. Praying that it was the right one she reached into the drawer. She felt the gun. A thought ran through her that she didn't really know how to use a gun, sure she saw some movies, but this was different. This was real. She dismissed that thought and picked up the gun. Before she knew it she was pointing it at Bryan. He just smirked as he took another step towards her.
B: ''You don't know how to use it.''
R: ''I........I've seen enough movies.''
B: ''Are you sure that it's loaded ?''
Rory didn't think about that. What if it wasn't loaded ? Well, she hoped it was and if it wasn't she could still hit him with it. What was she thinking ? She couldn't shoot him. But when Bryan came even closer, she panicked and did the only thing that crossed her mind. She pulled the trigger. There was a load bang, that seemed to shake every wall in the room and Bryan collapsed on the floor, pressing his hands against the wound. Rory saw the blood and dropped the gun. By his face she could tell that he was in a lot of pain. For a minute she seemed unable to move, shocked by what she had just done. But when she saw the wound in Bryan's chest, she snapped out of it and ran into the living room, trying to ignore Bryan who was yelling at her. She grabbed the phone and dialed the first number that came to her mind.
J: ''Yeah ?''
R: ''Jess, you've gotta help me.''
J: ''Rory ? What's wrong ?''
R: ''I shot him. I didn't mean to,but he was.......''
J: ''Who did you shoot ?''
R: ''Bryan. He has a gun and when he grabbed for the condom I got off the bed and..........''
J: ''Condom ?''
R: ''You have to help me.''
J: ''I will. Give me the address.''
Rory gave him the address, while she kept shooting glances at her bedroom. Bryan stopped yelling at her.
R: ''Jess, he stopped yelling. What am I going to do ? I killed him ! I'm going to jail.''
J: ''Rory, you're not going to jail.''
R: ''Yes I did. I killed him. I killed Bryan.''
J: ''He's probably just unconscious.''
R: ''Unconscious, right. What do I do ?''
J: ''Nothing. Stay there and I'll be there as soon as I can.''
R: ''Please hurry.''
After Jess had hung up, Rory was able to call the ambulance the give them the address before she broke down crying.
*A/N: Hey!!! I'm getting really good at this daily-updating-thing, don't you think ? O just to let you know, each one of you who reviewed can be expecting a gigantic cake to be delivered to their door very soon........ What I'm trying to say is THANKS! (the cake is also to celebrate Bryan's downfall) ;-) I would really appreciate it, if you guys would review this chapter and tell me if Bryan got what he deserved. (and if the cake is as good as I imagined in my head) Enjoy! (and forgive me for the big paragraphs)
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
The next day, after Bryan had left for work, Rory found herself sitting on her bed with a book. These days reading was the only thing that made her forget about Bryan's stinging comments, even though she would always pretend that they didn't hurt her and his violent behavior. She was getting lost in a colorful world filled with characters that were vividly written. So vividly that she could picture their world in front of her eyes, like you would watch a television screen and sometimes she would get so caught up in the book that she even felt what the characters were feeling. She could feel their heart beat when they were in love, feel the anger that build up inside them when they were angry at each other and she could feel their pain whenever their heart would be broken. But for some reason their pain didn't even come close to hers. The writer never seemed to use the right words to express their pain or anger for that matter. Rory sighed as she realized that reading wasn't going to help her forget today. Finally she put the book down beside her and looked around the room. Almost immediately her gaze fell on Bryan's dresser. Ever since she met him he had been extremely secretive about it. For some reason she was never allowed to go near it. He even put away his own clothes. Rory had thought about just walking over to the dresser and opening one of it's drawers, but she never went through with it, because she was almost certain that Bryan would notice. He would probably notice the one wrinkle in his favorite shirt that hadn't been there before or some other small detail that normally the eyes would miss.
Finally she couldn't fight her curiosity anymore and got off the bed. She walked over to his dresser and just stood in front of it for a while, looking at it. So far there was nothing out of the ordinary to see. She slowly reached out her hand and carefully opened one of the drawers. When she did, she took a look inside. Immediately she let go of the drawer and pressed her hand against her mouth to keep from shrieking. After her heartbeat slowed down a little, she removed her hand from her mouth and decided to take another look in the drawer, just to make sure that her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. She took another step towards the dresser and rested her gaze on the object that had scared her so much. It was a gun.......... He had a gun. Why ? Why did he need a gun ? Was he that violent ? Scenarios started to play in her head of old Maffia movies where the Maffia would just shoot anyone who got in their way or didn't do as they had said. Was Bryan going to do that to her ? If he got sick of her at one point, was he going to............kill her ? Suddenly she heard the front door open and moments later footsteps were coming her way. He was home.......... She quickly closed the drawer and hurried back to the bed.
When he came into the room, he found Rory sitting on the bed, reading. Like nothing ever happened. When really she was gripping the book so tight to keep from shaking that here knuckles were starting to turn white. When Bryan came in, he smiled and walked over to the bed. He pulled the book out of Rory's hands and for once sweetly kissed her on the lips. Rory was surprised by the carefulness of his kiss and looked up to meet his eyes.
B: ''After my shower...........we're going to have some fun.''
He gave her back the book and went into the bathroom. Rory who immediately knew what he meant, put her book away and waited in fear for him to come out of the shower. When he did, he was wearing nothing more than a pair of white boxers. He grinned devilishly as he approached her. Rory who suddenly got back the ability to move her muscles quickly got up and wanted to run out of the room, lock herself in the bathroom, anything to get away from him. But Bryan's reflexes unfortunately were faster. He roughly grabbed her arm and rigorously threw her back on the bed. Before Rory could get up again, he sat down on top of her. Rory started to scream and almost immediately she could feel Bryan's hand come down on her cheek. For a moment she was taken back and he took the opportunity to lift Rory's shirt up. Just feeling his rough and careless hands against her skin was enough to make her scream again. Bryan stopped and for a minute Rory thought that he was going to give up, just like the times before, but he didn't. Instead he grabbed one of his socks that was lying around and stuffed it in her mouth. Now she could scream as much as she wanted and no one would hear her. He smiled at her and started to kiss her bare stomach, slowly working his way down. He started to make little circles on her stomach with his tongue while he rubbed her thighs. His tongue was like a hot flame, burning her with every touch. Rory tried to fight him, but Bryan just pinned her two arms above her head and continued devouring her with his steaming and hungry kisses. Finally he stopped and looked at her.
B: ''I'm going to have to let you go for a minute. Please don't try to fight me, okay princess ?''
Rory nodded. When he let go of her arms, she realized that she was too scared and panicked to move. She couldn't even cry. She shifted her gaze to see what he was doing. He reached for the end-table that was standing right next to the bed, wondering what he was doing. Bryan saw her looking and grinned.
B: ''Don't worry, I'm not done yet. I'm just getting a condom. We don't want you to get pregnant now.''
Rory's breathing started to get heavier when her mind processed his words. He was really going to do it. He was going to rape her. Rory started to think off al the stories about rape that made the front page of the paper. She always felt sorry for the girls, even though she didn't even know them. And the worst part was, she wasn't even going to make the front page, cause she would never be able to report it. She closed her eyes and forced herself to clam down. This was only going to happen if she would let him. And she wasn't. It was as simple as that. She opened her eyes again and saw him open the drawer of the end-table. Rory planted her hands flat against his chest and pushed him as hard as she could. Because he wasn't expecting this, he had let his guard down and fell off the bed. Rory quickly rolled off the bed and landed on her hands and knees. She pulled the sock out of her mouth and got up, hoping that he hadn't yet. But he had. He was standing on the other end of the bed with flaming eyes.
B: ''Why is it such a hassle to get you in bed ? I mean you fucking sleep with that Jess boy and when I want to, you start acting like a damn baby !''
R: ''I didn't sleep with him.''
B: ''Like hell you didn't !''
Rory glanced at the door and wondered if she could make it. Only one way to find out. She started to run towards the door, but stopped when Bryan appeared in front of her.
B: ''I don't think so...........princess.''
He winked at her and took a step towards her. Rory immediately started to back up, until she reached Bryan's dresser. She glanced at Bryan who was coming closer by the second. He had trapped her. Almost subconsciously she reached behind her to pull open a drawer. Praying that it was the right one she reached into the drawer. She felt the gun. A thought ran through her that she didn't really know how to use a gun, sure she saw some movies, but this was different. This was real. She dismissed that thought and picked up the gun. Before she knew it she was pointing it at Bryan. He just smirked as he took another step towards her.
B: ''You don't know how to use it.''
R: ''I........I've seen enough movies.''
B: ''Are you sure that it's loaded ?''
Rory didn't think about that. What if it wasn't loaded ? Well, she hoped it was and if it wasn't she could still hit him with it. What was she thinking ? She couldn't shoot him. But when Bryan came even closer, she panicked and did the only thing that crossed her mind. She pulled the trigger. There was a load bang, that seemed to shake every wall in the room and Bryan collapsed on the floor, pressing his hands against the wound. Rory saw the blood and dropped the gun. By his face she could tell that he was in a lot of pain. For a minute she seemed unable to move, shocked by what she had just done. But when she saw the wound in Bryan's chest, she snapped out of it and ran into the living room, trying to ignore Bryan who was yelling at her. She grabbed the phone and dialed the first number that came to her mind.
J: ''Yeah ?''
R: ''Jess, you've gotta help me.''
J: ''Rory ? What's wrong ?''
R: ''I shot him. I didn't mean to,but he was.......''
J: ''Who did you shoot ?''
R: ''Bryan. He has a gun and when he grabbed for the condom I got off the bed and..........''
J: ''Condom ?''
R: ''You have to help me.''
J: ''I will. Give me the address.''
Rory gave him the address, while she kept shooting glances at her bedroom. Bryan stopped yelling at her.
R: ''Jess, he stopped yelling. What am I going to do ? I killed him ! I'm going to jail.''
J: ''Rory, you're not going to jail.''
R: ''Yes I did. I killed him. I killed Bryan.''
J: ''He's probably just unconscious.''
R: ''Unconscious, right. What do I do ?''
J: ''Nothing. Stay there and I'll be there as soon as I can.''
R: ''Please hurry.''
After Jess had hung up, Rory was able to call the ambulance the give them the address before she broke down crying.
