So here's the next chapter, I warn you, it's really short, but I hope you like it, I'm trying to update all my fics before I go to California.
Disclaimer: Me? Own? Nah!. . . . I wish. . . . . . . .
Happy reading!
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Going Somewhere?
It's not right. The words which come from my broken fingers don't match. The ink on the sullied paper smudges like the mascara mixing with her tears. There's a little good in everything. A little ray of light. I believed her, I loved her. No, I loved believing her charm in her true innocence. There's a little hole in my heart. There's a small secret in my mind. One an unadulterated emptiness, another, a silk bubble of soapy consequence. It was pure ice, causing goose -flesh to tickle the skin on his shoulders.
You have to care.
He wished he had.
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An intricate doily made of fine twine and pink cotton. Exorcise her scent, pull the demons from her silly mind.
Nothing's wrong with her.
First of all must fly,
My dreams of you and I,
There's no point of holding on to those
And then our ties will break,
For your and my own sake,
Just remember,
This is what you chose
'Mom?' She bit her lip. Stifling a moan and rubbing her stomach, she willed the nausea away.
'Uh huh,' He mother answered distractedly.
'Mom, is something wrong?' Rory was starting to get worried, they hadn't talked since the funeral, and while that seemed like years had passed, in truth it had been barely a month, five weeks.
'No. I'm not sure if it's wrong.' Lorelai said quietly.
Shaking her head, fighting off the ever escalating dizziness, she asked again, 'Are you sick?'
Her Mom must be pretty ill if she needed Rory to come take care of her. Oh no, Rory thought hurriedly, Last time Mom was sick, Luke had been there, caring for her, nursing her, 'in his gruff but sexy way', as she so thoroughly described it. Once upon a time. . . . ooh I don't feel so well. . . . .
'Kind of, I guess,' there was an awkward silence 'I'm definitely pregnant though.'
Rory's eyes widened to comical lengths, and she promptly dropped the cell phone as she fainted.
Miraculously, the phone survived the fall and still buzzed with the sound Lorelai's unknowing voice.
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Okay, this was it. He couldn't take it anymore. He was going to go see her, and be damned if he didn't feel badly for what he had done.
Logan stood slowly, feeling weighted by the sorry state of his decision making capacity. Oh, no time for thinking, there's something so much more important it seems.
As he left his apartment, he attempted to clear his mind from the poisonous string of thoughts eating into his confidence.
Armed with insecurities and a full heart of guilt, Logan smiled hopefully and climbed into his car.
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Ah, now I'm going to update my other, seemingly more popular fic, Randomoscity! If haven't read it, please do! It's pretty funny I like to think!
Sons is still just like heaven by Katie Melua. Please review I like to know that you read it! Ahhh, me feel too happy!
Toodles like poodles!