***
"Beep! We're not here right now. Please leave a message and we'll get back to you as soon as we ca-"
Rory slammed down the phone. She'd been trying to call Dean for the past few days, but it seemed as though he was trying to stay as far away from the phone as possible - and succeeding, too.
She could hardly blame him though. Come on. What would she have done if Dean didn't turn up to a fancy dinner she'd prepared for him and instead turned to...to someone like Shane instead?!
Rory sobbed. She'd be mad if she was Dean. Livid - seething, to tell the truth. She couldn't help it. She loved Jess with all her heart. She supposed she knew it all along - that one day she and Dean would have to break it all of completely.
She admitted that there had once been a time when she was naive enough to believe that maybe - just maybe, she and Dean would get married - but that was a long time ago...
She couldn't believe that Dean could still find it in his heart to forgive her after all she'd done to him, she'd betrayed him - stabbed him in the back...she cried tearfully.
Shakily she picked up the phone receiver again and dialed. She sat on the floor miserably as it rang...
"Beep! We're not here right now. Please lea-"
- Slam! - Rory slammed the phone down again viciously. She saw that there was no way around it - she'd have to leave a message for Dean. What would she say? Sorry? She had to explain about Jess, but she had to explain it face-to-face, or at least voice-to-voice.
She suddenly realised what she had to do. Grabbing her denim jacket from the coathanger in the hall she called out to Lorelai, "I'm-I'm going out for a walk, Mum - I won't be long!"
"Okay, honey!"
***
Rory nervously approached Dean's house. As she walked up the stairs she could see a figure inside, reading a newspaper - it looked suspiciously like Dean. Her fingertip lay poised on the doorbell, ready to ring at anytime...so why couldn't she just press it already?!
...
...No. She couldn't do it. She was such a coward. Why? Why did it have to turn out this way? It was all her fault and she should suffer the consequences - even if it meant never talking to Dean again. This was her last shot before she left for uni.
But she still couldn't do it. Frustrated, Rory sighed and sat on the stone staircase leading up to Dean's front door. Suddenly, it was flung open. Surprised, Rory turned and faced...Dean.
His face was tear-stained. In his hand he clutched a pocket-sized photo of Rory...she'd given it to him when they'd first started going out. Her eyes widened. She couldn't believe he'd still kept it after all these years.
"Dean," it all started pouring out then, "I'm so, so, so sorry!! I-I never meant it to happened this way! I-I'm so sorry...I mean...well I was ready to go! On Saturday! I was dressed up and ready - I swear I was going to go...but at the lasy moment, I-I just couldn't. I chickened out. I suppose you think I'm a fool..." Rory looked down, ashamed, "And then Jess came...I didn't want him to come! Mum just brought him! I had no idea that he was going to come...but then he did, and-and everything just sort of happened that way...please, please don't be mad at me, Dean. I love you, Dean - I always will - but I love Jess more..."
Rory looked down onto her shoelaces as though they were the most important things in the world. Dean didn't say a word...so she turned...and ran. Ran all the way home. And Dean just let her...
"Beep! We're not here right now. Please leave a message and we'll get back to you as soon as we ca-"
Rory slammed down the phone. She'd been trying to call Dean for the past few days, but it seemed as though he was trying to stay as far away from the phone as possible - and succeeding, too.
She could hardly blame him though. Come on. What would she have done if Dean didn't turn up to a fancy dinner she'd prepared for him and instead turned to...to someone like Shane instead?!
Rory sobbed. She'd be mad if she was Dean. Livid - seething, to tell the truth. She couldn't help it. She loved Jess with all her heart. She supposed she knew it all along - that one day she and Dean would have to break it all of completely.
She admitted that there had once been a time when she was naive enough to believe that maybe - just maybe, she and Dean would get married - but that was a long time ago...
She couldn't believe that Dean could still find it in his heart to forgive her after all she'd done to him, she'd betrayed him - stabbed him in the back...she cried tearfully.
Shakily she picked up the phone receiver again and dialed. She sat on the floor miserably as it rang...
"Beep! We're not here right now. Please lea-"
- Slam! - Rory slammed the phone down again viciously. She saw that there was no way around it - she'd have to leave a message for Dean. What would she say? Sorry? She had to explain about Jess, but she had to explain it face-to-face, or at least voice-to-voice.
She suddenly realised what she had to do. Grabbing her denim jacket from the coathanger in the hall she called out to Lorelai, "I'm-I'm going out for a walk, Mum - I won't be long!"
"Okay, honey!"
***
Rory nervously approached Dean's house. As she walked up the stairs she could see a figure inside, reading a newspaper - it looked suspiciously like Dean. Her fingertip lay poised on the doorbell, ready to ring at anytime...so why couldn't she just press it already?!
...
...No. She couldn't do it. She was such a coward. Why? Why did it have to turn out this way? It was all her fault and she should suffer the consequences - even if it meant never talking to Dean again. This was her last shot before she left for uni.
But she still couldn't do it. Frustrated, Rory sighed and sat on the stone staircase leading up to Dean's front door. Suddenly, it was flung open. Surprised, Rory turned and faced...Dean.
His face was tear-stained. In his hand he clutched a pocket-sized photo of Rory...she'd given it to him when they'd first started going out. Her eyes widened. She couldn't believe he'd still kept it after all these years.
"Dean," it all started pouring out then, "I'm so, so, so sorry!! I-I never meant it to happened this way! I-I'm so sorry...I mean...well I was ready to go! On Saturday! I was dressed up and ready - I swear I was going to go...but at the lasy moment, I-I just couldn't. I chickened out. I suppose you think I'm a fool..." Rory looked down, ashamed, "And then Jess came...I didn't want him to come! Mum just brought him! I had no idea that he was going to come...but then he did, and-and everything just sort of happened that way...please, please don't be mad at me, Dean. I love you, Dean - I always will - but I love Jess more..."
Rory looked down onto her shoelaces as though they were the most important things in the world. Dean didn't say a word...so she turned...and ran. Ran all the way home. And Dean just let her...
