Claim: I own Bella, Ryan and maybe a few short scene characters…
Sum it up: "I never cared that much," Rory stubbornly retorted, and watched as he sauntered out of her life…again.
Mental notes:
flash backs will be represented in italic
Less dialogue than most of my stories
More happened during Rory's time at Yale
I love Trory )
Warning: Short chapters…
Feedback: would be beautiful
Rory lay wrapped in the small arms of her daughter, and brushed away Bella's fallen hair from her face. She woke up a good half hour before- after a much needed nap- and found herself underneath the warmth of her daughter, who was also resting. Rory couldn't bring herself to wake the fragile beauty and instead- relaxed under their embrace.
She ran her fingers over the part of her stomach that Bella wasn't laying on, and sighed, tracing a scar she knew all too well.
"Where am I?" Rory's voice croaked from the hospital bed, looking around frantically.
Lorelai instantly shot over to her now awake daughter, and grabbed her hand. "It's okay baby, you're safe."
"Safe?" Rory asked, lifting her shaking hand to her forehead that was covered in bandage.
"You'll be fine…" Lorelai soothed, and rubbed her daughters arm.
"Mom, why am I here- in the hospital?"
Lorelai frowned, "you had a severe concussion Rory…"
Well- that would explain the killer headache.
"Don't you remember anything?" her mother asked softly.
Rory closed her eyes, and said, "Yes," softly.
How could she forget?
She had seen Dean again- against the wishes of her fiancée- of course.
And when she got home- he was there, waiting for her with a hateful expression on his face. 'Where have you been?' his words echoed, over and over in Rory's brain.
And the next thing she remembered was being thrown against a wall…
Trying to fight him…
There was glass- from a broken vase on the ground…
He pushed her down the stairs…
And… she blacked out.
"The cops have him in custody," her mother reassured, "you're going to be just fine."
Rory didn't know how to respond. "Where's Bella?"
"She's with your grandmother, waiting for you to get better," Lorelai smiled, slowly.
Rory shook her head and closed her eyes again. And then bolted up in the bed minutes later, "is the baby okay?"
Lorelai frowned, but couldn't help but feel relieved. "I'm sorry Rory, you lost it."
Rory shuddered, and closed her eyes. When she was younger she always had a slight despise for women of domestic abuse- for the women that wouldn't let go. She never knew that she would be one of them…
And she hated herself for it.
And she felt like the biggest hypocrite in the world.
A low- hating- hypocrite… that's all she was.
Even Tristan didn't love her anymore.
And Ryan never loved her.
She hated Ryan… hated him for making her believe he loved her.
Hated him for making her lose the baby!
Hated him for making her disown most of the people that ever cared for her!
Hated him for hating her…and for helping her hate herself!
She opened her eyes at the sound of the front door opening, coming face to face with an angry looking Ryan.
"Wake my daughter up," he ordered, standing firmly in front of them.
Rory raised an eyebrow, and wrapped an arm protectively around her daughter. "Why?"
He narrowed his eyes, "why are you questioning me? I said- Wake my daughter!"
Rory could feel little Bella stir in her arms and as a motherly instinct coaxed her back to sleep with a touch of the little girls' cheek. "She's sleeping Ryan- she had a long day."
Ryan clenched his fist, and continued, "I said wake her up!"
Rory shifted uncomfortably, and picked her daughter off the couch- to bring her to her bedroom down the hall. When Rory laid the girl down and left the room- Ryan was waiting for her.
He stepped close to her and wrapped his hand around a good portion of her hair.
"Ow," she hissed, and tried to push him away.
"Who the hell is he?"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Rory demanded, trying still to pry her self away from him.
"Don't play stupid with me Lorelai," he snarled in anger, "I seen him leave here a while ago!"
Rory's mind went to Tristan…and she winced.
"That's not important," she said.
He released her from his grip, and with balled up fist said, "You're nothing but a little whore. I don't want my daughter around you anymore!"
"My daughter…" Rory whispered, trying to collect her thoughts.
"What did you say?" he asked, stepping closer to her.
"I said-she's my daughter," Rory replied, gathering the strength to fight him back.
She was finally fed up!
He looked at her- confused. "I raised her- you dirty slut!"
Rory stepped closer to him, challenging him, "I raised her!"
He looked taken aback, and off the subject- said, "Who is he?"
Rory looked him straight in the eye, "her father!"
And then she tried to walk away…
But Ryan wasn't done.
He spun her around and slapped her straight across the face. "I am that little girl's father!"
"Mommy…" Little Bella whimpered from the door way, witnessing this horrifying moment.
"Bella, baby- go to your room," Rory cried, trying to release herself from his strong grip.
"Daddy- you're hurting her," Bella leeched on to his ankle.
He looked down at the little girl, angry at her for sticking up for her mother, "you little…" he raised his fist.
Rory pushed him as hard as she could away from her daughter, sending him stumbling over the coffee table. "If you ever lay a hand on her- so help me god- I will kill you!"
He balled up his fist, and growled, "Bitch!"
Rory scooped her crying daughter in her arms, and walked out of the house.
Seconds later Ryan heard the car pulling out of the drive way…
Ding-Dong
"Rory," Lorelai gasped, and stepped back to let her daughter in.
"I'm sorry," Rory cried, "I had no where else to go…and…"
Lorelai stopped her, and took little Bella in her arms, "oh my god, she's so big."
Rory ran her fingers through her messy hair, and nodded, "she fell asleep on the ride here."
"Long ride," was all Lorelai said before disappearing into Rory's old room.
When Lorelai came back without Bella, she looked over a shaken Rory. It was so hard not to reach out to touch her first child, but she refrained, and sat beside her instead.
"What happened?" Lorelai asked, breaking the growing silence.
Rory didn't say anything…
She didn't know where to begin.
She turned her face to look at her mother, and tears began to cascade down her cheeks. It was the first time in a long time that she felt the need to really cry. Throwing herself into her mothers' uneasy arms, she whimpered, "I'm so sorry mom…"
Done…
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Note: I know Rory was a little aggressive and maybe out of character in the chapter, but I wanted her to have a little bit of fight in her!