I'm really, really sorry about the long wait. This is the longest writers block I've ever had for any story ever written by me. Amazing. But here it is, chapter six, I just started it up one day in school, i have to admit. and guess we'll just see where it takes us. I truly have no idea either, so bare with me. Not that I have many reviewers for this story. Or any of my others really, but it sure says I have quite a few hits on it. Yay.
A week later, on the next Friday after the accident, we were talking, eh, well, whatever you want to call it.
"Lorelai, just please. Go. You can spend one night out, you've been here everyday since it happened, and don't get me wrong, I really do love seeing you every day, but please.. just go out and get your mind off things. Go see a movie without leaving during the middle, go some place fancy with Rory, just do something. I love you, and please. Just go this once. I promise I won't make you go again. Well.." he finished, I truly didn't really know why he wanted me to go, he did love having me here. He even said it, but I don't know. I don't want to leave. I can't have fun without him.
"No, I don't want to.. I just want to stay here with you, come on. We could do something. Like.. play Scrabble. That's always fun. Even though you can't really use your arms, so I guess that's.. sort of, well, out of the question. But come on, I do want to stay here!"
He just stared at me. With that look that I had no choice but to give in to. The one that told me to just shut up and go. In that loving sort of way. Wait, is there such thing? Apparently there is. So I went, and I called up Rory and asked if she wanted to go to a movie. Of course, she asked questions.
"Wait.. why do you want to go out tonight? Don't you want to be with Luke? It's where you spend every waking minute. Talking about him, talking with him.. talking about the last time you-.."
"Rory. I get it, I get it. I spend alot of time with him. Thinking of him, etc etc. Whatever. Do you really think I'm the one who wants to go out? Not especially. He's the one who wants me to go out and have some 'fun'. So I'm going." Didn't really want to explain everything, but do I really have a choice? Nope.
"Wait, you're actually doing something he told you to do? Wow. I'm impressed. Could you put him on the phone? I want the secret."
"Hey!" Oh come on, I'm not that hard to persuade. Well, sometimes. Actually, well I guess I see their point.. wait! Why am I agreeing with them?
"Just kidding, just kidding.. relax. No need to get worked up about a joke, especially when you make so many."
"Kid, just answer my question. Can you, or can you not make it to a movie on this lonely Friday night, or do you want your mother to be sad and lonely? Pick the right answer, and, well. You won't suffer many injuries." Oh come on, just say yes.
"Yes, mom. I'm free. What time do you want me to pick you up. Since I'm sure you won't be able to stop talking on the drive, and I'd rather not be in the hospital too. So please, just let me drive. And tell me a time." Kids these days, always in a rush.
So we went to the movies, saw whatever stupid thing was playing, and to tell the truth. I wasn't really paying attention. The entire time, I was clutching my cell like I was expecting something to happen to Luke at the hospital, like he would stop breathing, or they would discover something else was wrong, or something would go down instead of up. Surprisingly, Rory didn't notice how I wasn't paying any attention to the screen, I was just kind of staring at it, just lost in my thoughts. Even if she did, she sure didn't show it. I would laugh at what seemed like the right times, I would reach for my drink every so often, trying to busy myself, and get rid of all the thoughts that clouded my mind. But they just wouldn't leave me, they stayed there and haunted me the entire time, and when the end credits finally rolled down the screen. Rory finally snapped me out my daze.
"Mom? Mom.. you in there?" She started to wave her hand in front of my face but I caught her hand and looked her in the eyes.
"Come on, lets go. I wanna get back to the hospital. Hurry, hurry, hurry." Ok, so now who's the one in a rush?
But before I could stand up and walk away, she grabbed my hand and pulled me back down, and I just stared down at the floor. Not wanting to tell her what's on my mind.
"Mom. We're in no hurry. I'm sure Luke's not dying since you're not there." Oh god, why did she have to say that. By the way her face changed after she realized what she said, she started to rant, oh boy. She really is my daughter. "Oh, mom. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean it like that. He's just not waiting for you there just thinking about you, well I'm sure he's thinking about you but.."
"Rory. I know what you meant. It's fine. I'm fine. I just want to see him. It's hard to be apart from him right now, and I just.. don't like it when I'm not there. I don't even like going home to sleep every night, going back to the empty house. It doesn't feel right without him there. It's just.. it's really hard. So please, can we just go back?" She just nodded and got up and picked up the popcorn bag which was only half empty, which is amazing, seeing as it was the two Gilmore girls who were sitting there.
So we left, and were on our way back to the hospital, once again
We got there, and I went straight to his room, don't even remember if the car was stopped all the way before I jumped out and basically lunged for the entrance, and speed walked down the halls to his room. I could hear Rory behind me yelling my name for me to wait up, to slow down, to hold on. But I wouldn't. I didn't listen, just kept walking. Was getting alot of exercise, shouldn't she be proud? Once I got to his door, I opened it and saw him sleeping, but not looking that comfortable. At all. Hospital beds aren't really all that soft. I went over to him and sat down in the chair and just stared at him, he finally stirred awake after a minute, because he must have sensed someone else was in the room. Or else he heard my chair squeaking across the floor. In any case, he did wake up, which reassured me just alittle more.
Just alittle.
"Hey, why are you back so early?" he spoke softly, still a tiny bit sleepily. He really is cute when he's like this, and I know he would kill me if he knew I said that. But really, who's gonna tell him?
"Oh, the movie ended.. and we decided to come back.. why, do you not want me here? 'Cause I can just leave." Not that I really wanted to. I would probably be sitting in the waiting room reading a magazine or something, stressed all the same. For no sane reason anyways. But am I ever sane.
"Oh come on. I know you. You don't just come back from a movie without staying and watching the credits, or talking and picking up ice cream somewhere, or something. You have never come back right away. What's wrong? Please tell me."
Do I really have to say?
Wow, this is the worst chapter ever in my opinion. lmfao. It's like, just a filler, it doesn't do anything, and it's not even near as good as the other five, it's not really into the plot either, but I dont know. Tell me your opinion. And yes, I left you with a cliffhanger. Because truly, I have no idea what else to write.