Chapter 2: Foolish Games
Title taken from the Sarah McLaughlin song of the same name. The lyrics are very pertinent to this story...so um...hum along as you read!
Disclaimer: Ok, ok. I am an obsessed Gilmore Girls Fan. I named my daughter Lorelai, I spend all my money on all things GG, but when it comes down to it, I am just a lowly college freshman. Who happens to go to the same school as a certain Gilmore Girl we all know and love.
A/N: Hey everyone. This is going to be a long Author's Note, chock full of rants and questions, etc. There won't be a quiz after, so go ahead to the story if you're a mean person like that. I watched "Say Something" last night and I must say, I have never cried so much in my life. Call me sensitive, but I was very emotionally involved. I have always loved Luke but I was so angry at him last night, it took all of my resolve not to kick the TV. (Which of course would have done nothing, and I would have wasted a lot of money and probably injured my foot.) Anyway, I watched a lot of Season 1 and Season 2 episodes today and I discovered that all of Lorelai's relationships are exactly the same. She thinks she has feelings for someone, but fears what will happen to Rory, dates him anyway, and ends up in bed crying, with Rory laying in bed next to her. Seriously. The episode where she breaks up with Max (the first time!) was a mirror image of "Say Something." I'm sure ASP did this on purpose, I think she has a level of genius that none of us mere morals could understand. Oh well, this was a pointless Author's Note. Thanks for the reviews! I have an idea of where I want this to go so if you think I should continue, say the word! Or rather, click the button. On with the story.
Lorelai Gilmore trudged home, unaware of the rain that had begun to fall steadily, or the fact that her sock less feet were freezing and wet underneath her thin tennis shoes.
She was hurt, angry and just wanted to go home, put on her Hello Kitty pajamas, snuggle under the covers and watch The Daily Show forever.
The Daily Show. She remembers the night he bought the TV. She remembers his flannel shirt, the way it felt on her skin, the stubble on his face, the way his lips feel on hers.
Agh! Lorelai inwardly cursed herself. Stop. It's over. Then why does everything remind me of him? I cant even think of Jon Stewart without being reminded of his lips. Oh God, those lips.
Dammit. Buck up, Gilmore!
It had been sixteen hours since he had broken up with her (but hey, who's counting?) and she already felt her world had fallen apart. Lorelai didn't want to become one of those girls. The ones who felt they were nothing without a man. But Luke wasn't just a man. He was her man, probably even the man. God, what was it he had said? He was in love with her? What the hell did that mean? Did she love him? Lorelai had never told a man she loved him. Not Christopher, and she had a child with him. Not Max, and she had almost married him. So, what was different with Luke? They didn't have a child, they weren't engaged, so why the hell did she feel like a part of her had been ripped out?
Lorelai fished for her keys in her purse for several minutes. When she came up empty handed she leaned against the door and slid down to the ground, suddenly gripped with violent sobs.
"Mom!"
Rory Gilmore slammed her car door and ran up to her mom, sitting beneath the front door.
To Lorelai, her daughter looked like Wonder Woman, here to save the day.
To Rory, her mom looked like a complete stranger. She had never seen her mom so out of it, so depressed, angry and sad all at the same time. This wasn't her mom, this was a shell of what used to be her mom. Rory was suddenly filled with rage that someone could do this to such an amazing woman. She had known Luke all her life, and until now, she had always respected and loved him. Now she just wanted to hit him and make him hurt like she knew her mom was hurting.
"Can't...find...keys..." Lorelai choked out between sobs.
Rory wrapped her arms around her mother's shaking body, no words were spoken or necessary.
They both knew this had nothing to do with keys. Mother and daughter knew they had each other, and right now, that was all they needed.
A/N: Again I know. (Oy with the Author's Note's already!) Sorry. I'm in the process of writing a story of Lorelai at age 16, obviously including pregnancy, Rory's birth, running away etc. I know it's been done, but it hasn't been done the way I want it. Said only the way an only child can. I will make it LL too I think. So would anyone be interested in reading it? I'll finish it and post it if so. If not, I should probably look into getting a social life. : Anyway, REVIEW PLEASE! (I know, capital letters, aren't I obnoxious?)