Rory was sitting on her bed, divulged in a book. It was quiet, peaceful, and Rory was really getting into the book and then Lorelai came barging in.
"Pack!" she exclaimed.
"What?" Rory asked, looking up from her book and at her mother.
"Pack." Lorelai repeated, beginning to open up drawers.
"What's going on?" Rory asked her, confused.
"We are hitting the road." Lorelai told her.
"What?"
"Pack everything. Traveling light is for girls."
"What's going on here? Why are we hitting the road?" Rory asked, trying to get something out of her mother as to why she was acting crazy.
"We haven't taken a road trip in forever and the weather is perfect."
"We can't take a road trip. You're getting married this weekend." Rory reminded her.
What's going on with her? She's getting married this weekend! Why does she suddenly want to hit the road? Rory wondered.
"Do you have my blue swimsuit?" Lorelai asked, ignoring her last comment.
"What about Max?"
"Sunscreen, we need sunscreen." Lorelai said, still ignoring her.
Uh oh. Something happened. Rory thought when her mother ignored her.
"Mom, stop."
"What?" she asked, stopping in her tracks and facing her daughter.
"Are you and Max getting married?"
"No." Lorelai said quietly.
"Why?" Rory asked incredulously.
Lorelai then began to cry, suprising Rory.
"Because, he called it off." she sobbed.
Woah, woah, woah. Something is definitely not right here! Oh my God. He called it off? He called it off! Ok, no time to panic here. I have to be here for my mom.
"Where are we going?" Rory asked her.
"We don't have to." Lorelai began.
"Hot, cold, rocky, sandy, mountain, valley?"
"I didn't really have a particular spot."
"Packing for all contingencies. Got it. Light layers."
"Yeah, light layers."
"Do you need a book?" Rory asked, walking over to her bookshelf.
"Um, that Colette biography."
"I lost your place in it." Rory said, giving her an apologetic look.
"That's okay. I have to start over anyway."
"You got it."
"And hurry."
"Are we going tonight?"
"First thing in the morning."
"Seven-ish?"
"Five-ish."
"Wow."
"It'll be more like six-ish."
"Let's shoot for five-ish."
"You are crazy, and I love it." Lorelai exclaimed, thankful to have such a supporting daughter.
xox
That night was a very uncomfortable one for both. Rory wanted to know why Max had called off the wedding, but didn't want to upset her mother by asking. Lorelai wanted desperately to tell her, but was trying to put it aside her mind right now. After they had finished packing, they had both gone directly to bed, exhausted.
Rory was deeply concerned for her mother and wanted to be there for her. She wanted more than anything to comfort her, but she couldn't really comfort her if she didn't know all the details. For now, all she could was be there for her mother and support her.
Why? Why would he do this to her? He was the one who proposed. They had come this far. What had gone wrong? I just don't understand. He seemed to really want to marry my mom. He bought her a thousand yellow daisies for God's sake! How could he do this to her the week of their wedding! He totally humiliated her. Rory thought as she lay in bed. She was really angry with Max at the moment, but she knew she shouldn't be until she knew the real reason as to why all of this happened.
xox
Lorelai lay in bed, tears streaming down her face. She tried not to cry, tried to forget about everything that had happened. But, that seemed to prove more difficult. Today had been one of the worst days of her life. She had been dumped. But, not just dumped and no longer in a relationship, but dumped and no longer in an engagement which would have turned into a marriage as of this weekend. She closed her eyes, silently crying herself to sleep.
xox
"Honey, are you ready to go?" Lorelai asked early the next morning, knocking on her daughters bedroom door.
Rory walked over and opened the door, suitcase in hand.
"You bet. I'm all ready and set." she said, smiling at her mother.
Lorelai smiled back at her daughter and then pulled her in for a hug.
"Thank you for doing this." she whispered into her ear.
"I'd do anything for you mom, you know that." Rory whispered back.
The two of them walked out of their house and to Lorelai's jeep, loading up their belongings. They got in and Lorelai drove through the deserted streets of Stars Hollow.
"Wow, totally deserted." Rory said, looking around the town square.
"We're the last ones left." Lorelai said.
"So are we almost there?" Rory asked jokingly.
"We're almost there and nowhere near it. All that matters is we're going."
"We're practically gone already."
"Look out world." she said, before stopping at a red light, both staring at it.
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A/N: Fic number eight. And one more to come. I might publish the next one tomorrow, though. I know it wasn't much, but I couldn't really do anything with this chapter. The next one will be better. I bet you wanna know why Max called off the wedding, huh? Well, you'll find out soon enough.
