Chapter 3: Unexpected Twist
Rory came home from her date with Steve. He wasn't as great as she thought he would be. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about him that she didn't like and he was boring. All she wanted to do was go inside and go out on the fire escape. Maybe Dean would be there. Rory turned to face Steve before she went inside.
"Well, it's getting late," said Rory. "Good night."
"Wait," said Steve. "You're not going to invite me in for coffee?"
"What?"
"And the end of the date, the girls always invite the guys in for coffee. That's the way it was with my previous exes."
"Look, I'm really tired. I don't want to make coffee."
But, Steve ignored her and took the key out of her purse and unlocked the door. When it was opened, her gestured her to go in first. If coffee is what it takes to get rid of this guy, then coffee it is, thought Rory. She went over to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. Steve came over from behind and put his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck and then he stuck his hands up her shirt.
"Wait, Steve," said Rory, his touch feeling slimy. "Don't."
"What do you mean 'don't?'" said Steve, not stopping. "You know you want to."
"No, I don't," said Rory, loudly and struggling free. "Look, Steve I really don't want to. I didn't want to say anything, but after tonight I only want to be friends. I'm sorry."
Suddenly Steve's hand went across her face.
MEANWHILE
Dean sat on the fire escape drinking another soda. He was waiting for Rory. He still loved her. He never stopped loving her. He had missed her for so long and now that she was here in New York with him, he wanted to try to get her back. But that's not going to happen as long as she seeing that Steve guy, he thought. He noticed that Rory's bedroom window was open a crack. He was about to shut it, when he caught a glimpse of Rory and a blonde-haired guy, kissing her neck. I'm going to be sick, Dean thought as he struggled to shut the window. But, before the window could even budge, Rory broke away from the guy.
"Look I'm sorry, Steve," Rory said. "But, I really don't want to. I didn't want o say anything before, but after tonight I only want to be friends. I'm sorry."
Steve slapped her and Rory fell to the ground. She sat in the corner shielding herself.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOUR TALKING TO!" Steve yelled grabbing her hair causing her to scream again.
"Ow," Rory cried. "Let me go."
Dean couldn't watch anymore. He opened the window and climbed into the window. Before Steve could do anything else to Rory, Dean punched him and Steve fell to the ground unconscious, releasing Rory's hair.
"Rory do you want to call the police or should I?" asked Dean.
"I'll do it," Rory said picking up the phone. She talked to the police and they said they would be over in five minutes. When she hung up, Rory broke down and cried. Dean walked over to her and held her in his arms. Rory sobbed on his shoulder.
"It's okay," he said. "Everything's going to be okay."
"I thought he was nice," Rory's sobs were muffled into his shoulder.
"I know," he said, stroking her hair. "I know."
The police came and arrested Steve. Rory and Dean took some drinks outside on the fire escape.
"You okay?" asked Dean.
"Yeah," said Rory. "I'm okay. I just thought he was nice you know. He really fooled me. He was charming and cute and nice when I first met him. He reminded me of you."
Dean choked on his drink, but swallowed it. She was looking for someone like him.
"What?" Dean said.
"You're cute and nice and charming," said Rory. "That's just what I want in a guy. Cute and charming overrules the cute. I mean cute couldn't hurt, but I just want a guy as sweet and kind as you. I guess your one of a kind."
"You'll find a guy like that," Dean said. "He could be right under your nose and you don't even realize it."
"Thanks Dean."
"No problem."
They stared down at the street as these women started shouting at each other. They couldn't make out what they were saying, but they sounded like chickens and it was funny. Rory and Dean laughed and Rory looked down at her watch.
"It's late," said Rory. "I have to go to bed.
"Me, too," said Dean.
"Hey, Dean?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks for helping me out. It meant a lot to me."
"Anytime."
That night Dean tried to sleep, but he just couldn't. Rory still loved him. He knew it. Maybe she didn't, but he did. She was looking for someone like him. It was only a matter of time before she realized it, but he could wait. He would wait even if it was going to be forever. He would wait an eternity for her.
A/N: I know. Too dramatic. I've been watching too much relationship videos in health class. Anyways, Chapter 4: Sleepless Night is coming soon.
Rory came home from her date with Steve. He wasn't as great as she thought he would be. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about him that she didn't like and he was boring. All she wanted to do was go inside and go out on the fire escape. Maybe Dean would be there. Rory turned to face Steve before she went inside.
"Well, it's getting late," said Rory. "Good night."
"Wait," said Steve. "You're not going to invite me in for coffee?"
"What?"
"And the end of the date, the girls always invite the guys in for coffee. That's the way it was with my previous exes."
"Look, I'm really tired. I don't want to make coffee."
But, Steve ignored her and took the key out of her purse and unlocked the door. When it was opened, her gestured her to go in first. If coffee is what it takes to get rid of this guy, then coffee it is, thought Rory. She went over to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. Steve came over from behind and put his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck and then he stuck his hands up her shirt.
"Wait, Steve," said Rory, his touch feeling slimy. "Don't."
"What do you mean 'don't?'" said Steve, not stopping. "You know you want to."
"No, I don't," said Rory, loudly and struggling free. "Look, Steve I really don't want to. I didn't want to say anything, but after tonight I only want to be friends. I'm sorry."
Suddenly Steve's hand went across her face.
MEANWHILE
Dean sat on the fire escape drinking another soda. He was waiting for Rory. He still loved her. He never stopped loving her. He had missed her for so long and now that she was here in New York with him, he wanted to try to get her back. But that's not going to happen as long as she seeing that Steve guy, he thought. He noticed that Rory's bedroom window was open a crack. He was about to shut it, when he caught a glimpse of Rory and a blonde-haired guy, kissing her neck. I'm going to be sick, Dean thought as he struggled to shut the window. But, before the window could even budge, Rory broke away from the guy.
"Look I'm sorry, Steve," Rory said. "But, I really don't want to. I didn't want o say anything before, but after tonight I only want to be friends. I'm sorry."
Steve slapped her and Rory fell to the ground. She sat in the corner shielding herself.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOUR TALKING TO!" Steve yelled grabbing her hair causing her to scream again.
"Ow," Rory cried. "Let me go."
Dean couldn't watch anymore. He opened the window and climbed into the window. Before Steve could do anything else to Rory, Dean punched him and Steve fell to the ground unconscious, releasing Rory's hair.
"Rory do you want to call the police or should I?" asked Dean.
"I'll do it," Rory said picking up the phone. She talked to the police and they said they would be over in five minutes. When she hung up, Rory broke down and cried. Dean walked over to her and held her in his arms. Rory sobbed on his shoulder.
"It's okay," he said. "Everything's going to be okay."
"I thought he was nice," Rory's sobs were muffled into his shoulder.
"I know," he said, stroking her hair. "I know."
The police came and arrested Steve. Rory and Dean took some drinks outside on the fire escape.
"You okay?" asked Dean.
"Yeah," said Rory. "I'm okay. I just thought he was nice you know. He really fooled me. He was charming and cute and nice when I first met him. He reminded me of you."
Dean choked on his drink, but swallowed it. She was looking for someone like him.
"What?" Dean said.
"You're cute and nice and charming," said Rory. "That's just what I want in a guy. Cute and charming overrules the cute. I mean cute couldn't hurt, but I just want a guy as sweet and kind as you. I guess your one of a kind."
"You'll find a guy like that," Dean said. "He could be right under your nose and you don't even realize it."
"Thanks Dean."
"No problem."
They stared down at the street as these women started shouting at each other. They couldn't make out what they were saying, but they sounded like chickens and it was funny. Rory and Dean laughed and Rory looked down at her watch.
"It's late," said Rory. "I have to go to bed.
"Me, too," said Dean.
"Hey, Dean?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks for helping me out. It meant a lot to me."
"Anytime."
That night Dean tried to sleep, but he just couldn't. Rory still loved him. He knew it. Maybe she didn't, but he did. She was looking for someone like him. It was only a matter of time before she realized it, but he could wait. He would wait even if it was going to be forever. He would wait an eternity for her.
A/N: I know. Too dramatic. I've been watching too much relationship videos in health class. Anyways, Chapter 4: Sleepless Night is coming soon.