Chapter Three
After waking up, the Gilmore's walked over to Luke's for breakfast and coffee.
"Hey Rory," Luke greeted Rory warmly.
"Hey Luke," she replied. Luke placed steaming mugs of coffee in front of her and Lorelai.
"Now this is what I call coffee," Lorelai nodded her head in approval.
Rory sipped her coffee. "Nothing but the best from the best," she complimented Luke.
Just then the phone rang and he answered. "Luke's...what do you want..this never happened before?...so then he'll be back. He's not such a bad kid..." Rory perked up at the first mention of 'he'.
"So why are you calling me...dammit, Jimmy, you never should've even showed up here in the first place... ..gave him false hope...," after a couple of grunts and more words, Luke shook his head and hung up.
Right as Rory was about to ask what was going on, the bell on the door rang, and in came Dean. Alone. Rory swallowed, and took a deep breath. Dean looked pretty upset. She got up from where she and Lorelai sat at the counter, and walked over to him.
"Hey Dean," she looked him over. His hair was a mess, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his clothes looked like they'd been slept in. "Hey Rory," he mumbled.
"You ok? You seem upset," she commented.
Dean shrugged. "Lindsay and I had a fight," he told her as he sat down at a table. Rory sat with him. "Wanna talk about it?" She asked gently.
"Not right now, thanks," he sighed and played with his engagement ring.
"Ok, well, I'll leave you alone," Rory stood up to leave, but Dean grabbed her wrist. "Actually, I could use some company right now," he told her.
"Ok, let me just grab my stuff," she retrieved her coffee, jacket, and purse and returned to Dean's table after telling her mother she'd catch up with her later.
"So...love sucks, huh?" Rory tried to make talk, waving to her mom who was leaving. Lorelai and Dean exchanged quick hellos and then she was gone.
"Majorly," he agreed. "First you cheat on me with that loser Jess and choose him, and now this thing with Lindsay. But Jess abandoned you, so I guess you know how that feels."
Luke was cleaning the counter nearby, and he'd heard what Dean said. His face grew angry, especially after he saw the wounded look on Rory's face.
Rory gaped at him. Dean's remark had been hurtful, and suddenly she felt her eyes start to sting. "I'm outta here," she muttered, grabbing her stuff. She dashed out of the diner. Once out on the street, she wiped her eyes with her sleeves. Abandoned. No one had ever used the word abandoned, it was always "he left you," or "Jess left Rory."
"Ror, wait a minute!" Dean quickly caught up to her. "I'm really sorry about what I said, it was insensitive and I'm a jerk for saying it. Please forgive me."
Rory looked him in the eyes, and knew that Dean genuinely felt bad. She nodded. "Ok."
Dean held his arms out, and she hugged him. Rory's heart sped up. "So what do you want to do next?" She asked him.
Dean's eyes sparkled mischievously as he told her, " I have an idea."
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Jess woke up, his body aching all over. He sat up, squinted, and looked around. Then he remembered the night before, and his heart sank. Now that he knew he wasn't wanted at Jimmy's, he'd pack up his things and move somewhere else.
He wandered around the strip at Venice Beach aimlessly. Even during the day, it still sparkled. He went into a vintage record store. While there, he saw two girls checking him out out of the corner of his eye. They were giggling, and looked no older than fifteen.
Jess purchased a couple of punk albums and left.
"Where to go, where to go," he wondered as he continued down the boardwalk.
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I AM SO SORRY JESS HAS SUCH A SHORT PART, IT WILL BE LONG NEXT TIME, I PROMISE. FEEDBACK PEOPLES!! NEGATIVE OR POSTIVE WELCOMED.
PEACE, CHAD, AND LOTS OF MILO,
LORNA
After waking up, the Gilmore's walked over to Luke's for breakfast and coffee.
"Hey Rory," Luke greeted Rory warmly.
"Hey Luke," she replied. Luke placed steaming mugs of coffee in front of her and Lorelai.
"Now this is what I call coffee," Lorelai nodded her head in approval.
Rory sipped her coffee. "Nothing but the best from the best," she complimented Luke.
Just then the phone rang and he answered. "Luke's...what do you want..this never happened before?...so then he'll be back. He's not such a bad kid..." Rory perked up at the first mention of 'he'.
"So why are you calling me...dammit, Jimmy, you never should've even showed up here in the first place... ..gave him false hope...," after a couple of grunts and more words, Luke shook his head and hung up.
Right as Rory was about to ask what was going on, the bell on the door rang, and in came Dean. Alone. Rory swallowed, and took a deep breath. Dean looked pretty upset. She got up from where she and Lorelai sat at the counter, and walked over to him.
"Hey Dean," she looked him over. His hair was a mess, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his clothes looked like they'd been slept in. "Hey Rory," he mumbled.
"You ok? You seem upset," she commented.
Dean shrugged. "Lindsay and I had a fight," he told her as he sat down at a table. Rory sat with him. "Wanna talk about it?" She asked gently.
"Not right now, thanks," he sighed and played with his engagement ring.
"Ok, well, I'll leave you alone," Rory stood up to leave, but Dean grabbed her wrist. "Actually, I could use some company right now," he told her.
"Ok, let me just grab my stuff," she retrieved her coffee, jacket, and purse and returned to Dean's table after telling her mother she'd catch up with her later.
"So...love sucks, huh?" Rory tried to make talk, waving to her mom who was leaving. Lorelai and Dean exchanged quick hellos and then she was gone.
"Majorly," he agreed. "First you cheat on me with that loser Jess and choose him, and now this thing with Lindsay. But Jess abandoned you, so I guess you know how that feels."
Luke was cleaning the counter nearby, and he'd heard what Dean said. His face grew angry, especially after he saw the wounded look on Rory's face.
Rory gaped at him. Dean's remark had been hurtful, and suddenly she felt her eyes start to sting. "I'm outta here," she muttered, grabbing her stuff. She dashed out of the diner. Once out on the street, she wiped her eyes with her sleeves. Abandoned. No one had ever used the word abandoned, it was always "he left you," or "Jess left Rory."
"Ror, wait a minute!" Dean quickly caught up to her. "I'm really sorry about what I said, it was insensitive and I'm a jerk for saying it. Please forgive me."
Rory looked him in the eyes, and knew that Dean genuinely felt bad. She nodded. "Ok."
Dean held his arms out, and she hugged him. Rory's heart sped up. "So what do you want to do next?" She asked him.
Dean's eyes sparkled mischievously as he told her, " I have an idea."
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Jess woke up, his body aching all over. He sat up, squinted, and looked around. Then he remembered the night before, and his heart sank. Now that he knew he wasn't wanted at Jimmy's, he'd pack up his things and move somewhere else.
He wandered around the strip at Venice Beach aimlessly. Even during the day, it still sparkled. He went into a vintage record store. While there, he saw two girls checking him out out of the corner of his eye. They were giggling, and looked no older than fifteen.
Jess purchased a couple of punk albums and left.
"Where to go, where to go," he wondered as he continued down the boardwalk.
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I AM SO SORRY JESS HAS SUCH A SHORT PART, IT WILL BE LONG NEXT TIME, I PROMISE. FEEDBACK PEOPLES!! NEGATIVE OR POSTIVE WELCOMED.
PEACE, CHAD, AND LOTS OF MILO,
LORNA
