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People, THANK You for reviewing. If some people don't understand, this story is a story where I am messing with Rory's head, because she is lost, gets angry at the slightest thing.

CHAPTER 6 "Why did Luke punch Taylor?"

Rory got furiously in her car and drove away. She didn't know what to do. When she reached home, she decided otherwise and took her car in an opposite direction. Driving around, she saw two ways.

"Right or left?" Closing her eyes, she pointed to a direction and finally decided for left. Did it make any change right or left? Not really. She just wanted to do something to calm herself. But again, she just realized she had done the same thing her mother did a couple of years ago. Again, her mother.

"What do I have to do to get your out of my mind?" she yelled. Others drivers near looked at her, realising she was alone, not even talking in a cell phone, they looked at her like she was crazy.

"I'm not crazy" she yelled at them. They turned their heads right away, not wanting any troubles with this person. Rory sighed deeply and finally drove back home. When she got in, everybody was there. Chris, Sherry and even Gigi.

"Hey kiddo" her dad replied from where he was sitting, in the living room, watching TV, his legs on the table. Just like mom. She dropped her bags and went sitting down next to him. Much better company then Sherry.

"Hey dad" her fake smile came back

"How was your day? I called Harvard for you. Everything is transferred. All you have to do is show up there in the last week of August."

"You did? Oh, thanks dad." she kissed his cheek, this time a little smile playing on her lips. Finally, she would go to the University of her dreams. How did she even though of going to Yale? Yeah. She wanted to please her grandparents. But now, it was not about her grandparents. It was about her. She didn't like Yale. Everybody knew her there and she didn't even know them. Probably her Grandmother Emily's work. She told every single connexion she had to keep an eye on Rory and make sure she didn't do anything stupid of fall in the bad group.

That though drove her crazy. She hated being manipulated like a puppet. Her mother was right. Sometimes, it seemed like she was nothing more than a trophy to her grandparents. A nice pretty and high school attending trophy. Her mother was right after all.

Harvard. Harvard was her dream and she would finally be able to attend it. And she was a little grateful to her dad for being part of her dream.

"Maybe this time, he really cares about me." though Rory. She missed a father terribly in her life. Luke was there, that was true, but still, it was nothing compare to her own father. Her own father. As nice as Luke could be, he was not her true father.

"I'm gonna go to my room." she told her father absently. He just smiled and nodded. She turned, ready to leave.

"Wait. Here." Christopher handed her a bag. She looked at him quizzically. "Food, you must be hungry. It's burger and fries." He replied. She smiled at him sweetly. Maybe he knew a little bit of her after all.

"You don't want to eat it here?" asked Sherry

"No, I think I'll just go to my room." Rory had no patience with his woman.

"But, Rory, stay, I made a cake and we could talk."

"Sherry, leave her alone, if she wants to eat in her room, she can." replied Chris, without looking away from the TV.

Sherry shot him an angry look. You idiot, you're ruining my plans. Rory grinned in her father's direction. Quietly, she went to her room.. There, she opened her laptop and looked in her e-mail box. There were lots of messages from Lorelai. For the first time, she decided not to delete them. Today, she would read them one by one.

She put her food next to her and start reading one by one her e-mails. There were five of them. The first message was pretty angry.

Rory, damn it, you can't do this to me. What am I suppose to do without you? Why did you leave me like that? What did I do? Please, tell me? Rory looked it somehow curiously, and then deleted it.

The rest was pretty much the same. The same words, same anger but the last message caught her. It was as if her mother had a break down in front of the computer screen and Rory could feel it, even though she was miles away.

Rory, Rory, please come back. Rory! I miss you. I miss you so much. You're missing a lot. Luke finally got the chance to punch Taylor. Kirk proposed to Lulu. You should've seen that. It was the cutest thing that guy did in his life.

Rory felt herself tearing up. Luke's building you the bookshelf you asked him a while ago. He didn't have time before. Oh! The inn is full for the rest of the summer; I have a wedding coming up and no one to do the guestbook and to write with that beautiful handwriting of yours.

Oh! And remember that book you were looking at and didn't find, well, guess what? You beautiful and smart mother here, found it. I was in Hartford with Luke the other day and he was looking true something and we went to this shop where there was coffee and a small library nearby. It was just there. I got in and the book was there, right in front of me, staring at me. I had no choice but to buy it.

Rory's heart seemed to break when she read the last part. Rory! Come back! I don't know what to do with myself! I just come home to this empty place and call out your name, wishing you are here and will fill me in with the year you spend at Yale. But you're not. And it kills me. Sure, Luke's here. But he's not you. He's not Rory. I miss my Rory. My Rory who always falls asleep, reading every book known to man.

She smiled at the memory. Sometimes I just ask myself "will this girl ever stop reading?" which is a stupid thing to say since it's as good as "Will this damn Lorelai Gilmore ever stop drinking coffee?" and by the way, you better keep the minimum amount of coffee per day. Don't let that Sherry turn you into one of these teens drinking tea. GROSS!

Rory laughed. Do you know that I started reading all your books one by one? This is how desperate became your mother. I'm sure you can imagine it and find one thousand ways to mock me. I've taught you so well my child!

Please come back! Please, just...just call or something. And remember that I love you more than anything. Just call...

With that, Rory shut the laptop forcefully. Her food was still there, untouched. Whenever she was sad, she wouldn't eat her food. It must've taken a great deal of courage for her mother to right her such a message. Reading all her books? Rory felt so sad and at the same time so angry at herself for making her mother so sad.

Someone knocks on her door. Rory quickly wiped her tears and the door opens, revealing Gigi. Rory smiled at her.

"Why are you crying Rory?" she asked her voice innocent and so sweet. She comes and climbs in her sister's lap. Rory looks surprised. Her little sister sure was falling in love with her.

"It's nothing Gigi." The little girl's eyes then widened when she saw Rory's food. She looked at it longingly. Rory noticed and smiled.

She opened the box and present it to her sister.

"I can?" asked Gigi cautiously.

"Go ahead. Just leave me something." Rory smiled at her. Gigi started eating the fries like she was so hungry.

"Mommy doesn't let me eat this. She says it's not good for a little girl of my age." Gigi said, through a mouthful of fries.

After the two of them finished eating, Gigi looked at her big sister shyly.

"Please, don't tell mommy. She will get mad." Rory smiled at that. Poor her sister. She must be living hell. "Why where you crying?" Gigi subtly changed the subject. Smart kid. Damn her.

"Because...someone...my friend...and...I are fighting." Rory struggled to find the words, not wanting to lie to her.

"Oh! That's sad. I know. I don't like to fight with my friend too. Why did you fight?" asked Gigi curiously

"Because I did something stupid and then, she did something stupid and then we both did something stupid and then, she got mad and I got mad and then, we said something mean and hurtful and now, we are not talking to each other." Rory said sadly.

Gigi noticed. "Do you like your friend?

Rory felt her tears slowly rolling down. She nodded yes, then buried her head in her hands. "She is my best friend. One of the most important persons in my life."

Gigi came close and put a comforting hand on Rory's head. Rory was dumbfounded. More about the fact of a small kid comforting her. She didn't know what to do. So she just let her do.

After Rory had calmed down, they went out of her room and to the living room where the TV was free. Rory sat in the corner, her eyes back to their blue color now so no one would notice. Gigi came and sat next to her. Rory felt this sudden love for her sister. She smiled sweetly at the little girl and focused her attention on the TV.

Again, she saw there something her mother and she had watched before. She had to stop being like this, because after all, she couldn't even watch TV anymore, since everything there was to watch in TV, her and her mom had already seen it. Finally, she turned to a cartoon channel, for Gigi's sake.

Rory was crabby again.

Lorelai pushed the dinner's door and got in. Luke was busy serving some customers. She dragged herself to the counter and waited for Luke to hear her usually complains of the day. Luke looked up and saw her, but frowned at the sight of his so beautiful girl friend, now tired, sad and lifeless. Whatever happened with Rory must've been really bad. Much worst then what Lorelai told him.

"Pie. Luke, I need pie" Lorelai barked. It wasn't her usual time to bark, but recently, it became a habit. Luke got scared that Lorelai might loose that charming smile of hers. That smile that charmed him, wanting to change the world for her. If only he could make Rory come back. He still, himself, didn't understand why Rory had left. Even after all the explanations Lorelai gave him, it wasn't good enough for a kid to desert her mother. Especially when Rory had a nice caring mother like Lorelai.

Luke put a comforting hand on Lorelai's shoulder.

"She will come back" he told her sincerely, hoping that his words were true, or he would be sure to spend the rest of his life in the garage, sleeping on the grass.

"Humm…."mumbled Lorelai

Luke went into the kitchen and brought her apple pie he made especially for her. He left it on the counter and went serving other people.

Twnety minutes later, he came back to the counter, only to see Lorelai asleep, her pie untouched.

"She must've worked really hard this week. She should take a break."

Luke closed the dinner, even after Kirk told him Lorelai was asleep on the counter and offered to carry her home. It took only a death glare from Luke to make the guy shut his mouth. He closed everything, then slowly carried her to his truck.

It was almost midnight in Boston. Everybody had gone to bed. Chris, because he had to work and Gigi, because she had to go to the daycare again. Only people left were Rory and Sherry.

Rory was unmovable. She looked like someone who just hit a car. She was starring blankly at the TV, her mind elsewhere.

Sherry came next to her, put a comforting hand on her cheek which made Rory come to reality.

"Are you okay?" she asked, almost tenderly, in a maternal way.

It took Rory completely by surprise. Sherry looked so sincere and Rory desperately needed someone to talk to.

"No" she replied slowly.

"Why?" pressed the older woman

"My mom and I aren't speaking"

"I knew it Rory. You have to forget her. Your mom always breaks people' heart. Look at what she did to your dad. Rory, listen to me, forget her and just think about your life here, Bosten, and Harvard."

Just when Rory was starting to like a little Sherry, her eyes went wide. Who could this woman say those things? She started breathing heavily, some form anger making it's way inside of her. Right, she just wanted to punch her.

Punch

That word struck into her. She stood up, without looking at Sherry or even saying anything, went to her room, a determined look on her face.

She opened her laptop, ready to send an e-mail to her mother.

"So why did Luke punched Taylor?"

With that, she sended it, hoping for an answer when she would wake tomorrow.

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