How Much Is Happy For Chapter 4: Fantasy, a gilmore girls fanfic

6 months later

She walked through her apartment with a cup of coffee in her hands. She had been a journalist for awhile. She plopped on the couch and opened a book. She was supposed to read it and review it by next week. The divorce was finally over; it had cost her a good deal of money. But it wasn't Logan she was missing, it was Jess. She looked at the time and sighed, it was 7:00 pm on a Saturday and she had nothing to do. She picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Mom?"

"Rory, My love, how are you?" Lorelai said. Rory smiled, ever since her divorce and what happened with Jess, Rory had made up with her mom.

"It's a Saturday night and I have nothing to do," Rory pouted.

"Oh, Honey, I'm sorry, go out for coffee, or maybe go out to a party or club. I would come down there but Luke and I are going to go to the winter carnival tonight," Lorelai said. Rory sighed as she remembered the last time she went to the carnival with Jess.

"I guess I'll do something, our receptionist at work said something about a party tonight for the newspaper, maybe I could go,"

"Yes, that's the spirit, wear your pretty black dress if its formal and if it's semi-causal wear your skirt and top, and if it's causal wear jeans and that blue tank top,"

"I love the way you think,"

"Okay, well I have to go with Lukie, and after the carnival, we'll have some alone time,"

"Dirty," Rory whispered as her mom laughed and hung up. Rory got out off the couch and walked towards her closet. She didn't know anything about the party or if it was formal or not. She decided to call someone from work. She got out her phonebook and looked through it. She dialed a number and waited as it rang.

"Hello?" A ladies voice asked.

"Hey Laura, this is Rory," Rory said. Laura was her editor and the nicest person on the paper she knew.

"Oh hey, how's the article coming along?"

"Good, look you know tonight's party for the paper, what are the details,"

"Hun, you never go to the parties,"

"Yeah but I decided to stop sulking and try it out,"

"Oh ok, well it's at the Hilton Hotel on 51st and 19th and it starts at 9:00,"

"Is it formal or casual or what,"

"Formal yet not to formal, so maybe a nice dress,"

"Okay, thanks, oh and the article, I'm almost done with the book so it'll be done by Wednesday,"

"Great, see you tonight sweetie," Laura said hanging up.

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Rory parked the car and walked into the Hilton. It was decorated beautifully. She looked at the time, 9:30, not bad. The place was packed and people were dancing and talking.

"Rory, Hun, glad you could make it, love the dress," Laura shouted.

"Hey Laura," Rory said.

"Look at that guy over there, he is the new owner of a publishing company, he does a lot of things for our paper, word has it he is newly divorced," Laura said nudging Rory and walking away. Rory just sat there staring at her ex husband talking to a group of people. He had a red head girl on his arm. Rory tried to get away but Logan had spotted her.

"Rory?" He said walking over to her with the red head still around him.

"Logan, wow, it's been months,"

"Yeah it has,"

"So how have you been?" Rory asked him trying to sound nonchalant.

"Good, it's been good,"

"You were always modest Logan," Rory smirked.

"But I was always great right?" He asked.

"I'll see you around Logan," Rory said walking towards the bar. She sat down and took deep breaths. She should have won an Oscar for that acting out there.

"Margarita, lots of tequila please," Rory asked the guy. He nodded and gave it to her. She took a deep breath. This was going to be a long night.

An Hour Later

Rory was seriously now drunk. Laura went onto the stage smiling.

"Hello everyone and thank you for coming out to our party, I'm Laura the editor of the entertainment section, so anyways, I would like to welcome a sort of new additon, Rory Gilmore, come on up here,"

Rory's head shot up. She walked towards the stage tripping a little in the process. She got on stage and stared into the audience. She saw him, brown eyes staring up at her. There was pretty girl holding his hand. She had black hair with red highlights throughout them. She squinted to see him. He was staring right up at her. He realized she was drunk.

"Thank you," She slurred. "Thank you all, I really love being on the New York Times, and I just wanted to say that I wouldn't have even thought about this job if it wasn't for one person, Jess Mariano. I'm sorry Jess, I let you down, I really did love you, wait that's a lie, I love you and always will. I never meant for us to end up like this, all in a mess," Rory slurred. She lost sight of him in the crowd. She felt someone grab her arm and pull her off stage. She looked up and saw him staring at her with big brown eyes.

You want something I can't give

You wanna life that I can't live

You need anything but me

Baby

You want commitment but I don't

I say I will but boy I won't

I don't have time to spend forever

"Jess, Leave me alone," She said pushing him but he was too strong. He pushed her into the family restroom. She sat on the floor staring up at him like a little girl. She suddenly felt like she was going to throw up. She vomited in the toilet. Jess held her hair back as she did.

"Don't you just love parties?" He asked sarcastically.

"I do, I really do," She said before she threw up again. Jess sighed.

"God Rory," Jess sighed and looked at her.

"Jess what are you doing here?"

"My girlfriend's best friend works on the New York Times,"

Baby, oh you make me sick

Why can't you accept it?

You've made an image who you think is me

It's so much harder then you know

Letting you go

"God, Jess, LEAVE ME ALONE, why are you appearing in my life at random times, you told me that you found someone else,"

"Rory you want me to leave you alone then okay I will," Jess got up and walked out of the restroom. Rory started to cry, he was only trying to help her.

Look behind my face

Can you still see me?

Or am I gone, just a fantasy?

I look into your eyes

Grows insanity

Oh are you searching' for that fantasy?

"Shit," She got up and ran outside after him. She saw him arguing with a girl. Eavesdropping wasn't something she would like to do regularly but this time she did.

"Nikki, she was my ex-girlfriend and was about to probably do something stupid up there, I had to stop her,"

"Jess, you didn't have to go after she and stay with her in the bathroom as she threw up,"

"Nikki you're being impossible, I love you and you know it,"

"I'll see you tomorrow, I need a couple of hours before we get into this," She walked away from him. Jess sighed and turned around staring right at Rory.

"How much of that did you hear?" He sternly asked.

"Not a lot," Rory said. She just then cracked. Everything that had happened to her since she married Logan hit her like a school bus. She felt Jess touch her arm but she flinched and pulled it away. Logan never loved her, Jess never loved her, and she was just plain unloved.

You say its me but its just her

You don't accept me and it hurts

You avoid the real me

Baby

I'm better off just by myself

I don't need anybody else

Stop playing mind games

"Rory, look I'll drive you home, you can't drive like this," Jess said.

"Leave me alone Jess," Rory said jerking through the crowd. Jess followed her.

"Rory, I can't let you drive drunk, you have to take a cab or let me drive you. Do you want to die?"

"Maybe I do Jess, what I do doesn't involve you anymore," She slurred out as she walked into the parking lot. She found her car and searched her bag for keys. She finally broke down and cried.