So this is a short one, but it might be the last one for a week or so. So, here it is. Well, maybe. It might just be your imagination, but it might be real. ok, so here it is, I don't feel like saying hi to anyone, or thanks, because it's too much energy to thank you all, and plus, I have to get back to writing up my lab. Fun, huh?
Disclaimer: I own nothing; I don't even have enough money to buy the puppies I saw in the paper. It's a sad, sad, world.
Chapter 6: Nightmarish Realities
"Ok, so thanks for dinner. It was really good." April told Luke. He had taken her fishing and for dinner, they had eaten the ones that they caught. She couldn't remember what kind he said they were, but they tasted good.
"You're welcome. So it's 9:30 and we'll probably be up early in the morning so it might be a good idea to go to bed now, ok?" Luke asked.
"Sure. I'm sorry Luke." she said.
"For what?"
"For ruining your relationship, I know that technically it's your fault, but I still feel responsible, so I just want you to know that I'm sorry. And I'm sorry the way my mom has been acting towards Lorelai. My mom still sees me as a five year old who is too you and fragile to deal with her own emotional issues." April said.
"It's not your fault in any way, and I'm sorry that you feel that way. It's my and Lorelai's fault, not yours. Ok?" he said.
"Ok. Well I'm tired anyway. Goodnight Luke." she said.
"Goodnight." Luke said as he watched as his daughter went into the tent to change and then go to bed. He wished that he had been around when April was younger, but if he was, then he probably would have stayed with Anna, and then, not gotten together with Lorelai.
He decided that it was easier to just sleep than think about Lorelai, so he went into his tent, changed into his pajamas, and tried to fall asleep. It didn't work that well though because thoughts of Lorelai kept filling his head. Even his dreams were haunted by her.
"Luke, wake up. Luke, wake up." he heard Lorelai say. Luke lifted his head off the pillow only to see Lorelai staring back at him.
"Luke, I told you, pick April or me. It's one or the other, not both." Lorelai said.
"What?"
"One or the other Luke, pick one." she repeated.
"No!" he refused. He now found himself in the middle of the diner with Anna and April by the door roasting marshmallows at one of the tables.
"Luke, then you lose me." Lorelai got up and left the diner.
"Luke, why didn't you pick her? It's my fault! It's all my fault now! I couldn't fix the things between you two!" April said as she got up and went through the door that had appeared where the window into Doose's used to be. Anna looked at him with fury.
"You've broken her heart Luke, I'm afraid I can't have that in her life, you're out. Bye Luke." Anna had said as she two exited through the door.
Luke ran after them and appeared on the other side in the church. He saw Lorelai walking down the isle towards Christopher.
"Lorelai! What are you doing? You can't marry him! You and I were getting married! Don't you remember?" he yelled down at her. She turned around.
"Luke, if you loved me, you would be the one I was getting married to, but you're not. Go love Ann; I'm sure she'll bear you perfect children." Lorelai spat bitterly.
"But Anna left already! She won't let me see April! Lorelai! You have to help me! I love you!" Luke yelled. The church dissolved into nothing. Luke blinked and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in the gazebo, toasting his and Lorelai's engagement.
"And here's to our engagement!" Lorelai said. They both drank, but Luke soon spit his out.
"What Luke? Can't handle anything but beer?" he heard Emily's voice behind him. He turned around and saw her with Rory.
"Luke, why? You were like a father to me. Why did you have to go and break Mom's heart?" Rory asked in sobs.
"What?" Luke asked. He turned back around and saw the sobbing Lorelai in her wedding dress.
"Lorelai what's wrong?" he asked.
"Don't touch me Luke! What, am I not good enough? Am I too emotionally screwed up that you had to say no?" she yelled.
"What?"
"With the penguins dancing and I came in as Mimi, I proposed, and you said no!" she rambled.
"What are you talking about?" a confused Luke asked.
"You broke her heart Luke. You have turned her down too many times. And now this." Jess said from a stand selling books right where Kirk was selling lemonade.
"Kirk?" Luke questioned.
"You were mean to me, and you took the ring just to tease her! You just wanted to tease Lorelai! And then you wouldn't give it back! What was your use of it anyway? Can't you just leave us all alone now?" Kirk said.
"Luke, why did you have to do it? We didn't want you in our lives. We didn't want you here. April and I were fine without you. Just go home." Anna said.
"But she's my daughter! I have a right to see and know her, goddamn you!" he yelled at Anna.
"Luke, I don't love you." Lorelai said as she handed over her engagement ring and her dress to him. "I did once, but you never truly loved me back. Goodbye." she said before she left him standing in the middle of the road.
"Luke, see, I told you, it's as simple as getting married! But you didn't listen!" Jess said.
"Dad! Why did you let her go? You could have been happy!" April said.
"Daddy, why? You came to the caterpillars wedding and my birthday parties, and you even loved my mother, so why did you have to let her go!" Rory sobbed.
"Rory, I didn't mean to hurt you or April! I just can't handle being a father! I can't handle being a husband!" Luke said.
"Luke, start being able to handle loneliness, because that's what you've created for yourself. I've got my baby and my TJ. Who do you have?" Liz asked.
All of a sudden Luke shot up in a sweat. His head was soaked with perspiration and his body was freezing from the lack of insulation. He found tears streaming down his face, not being able to hold them in. how could he lose Lorelai? How could he let her go? He knew he would always have April now, but what about when she went off to college and got married and had kids of he own? What would he do?
He grabbed a flannel shirt and his jacket. He slipped them both on and decided to take a walk.
He walked over to April's tent and unzipped it a bit to see how she was. From what he could tell with the light he had (meaning the moon and the stars) was that she was sleeping peacefully, without any signs of dreams that would fall into the same category as his last one.
He walked over to the lake in which he has swim many times with his family. He remembered his mother and father splashing each other when she was alive. They would fool around, like chasing each other in the lake, playing tag with each other, Luke, and Liz. They had loved to be together, but once his mother had died, his father had lost the will to live. His only mission was to provide for both of his children who were more important then his selfish need to let go of life.
His father had never again gone swimming, not once. When his father had died, it was of cancer, in a hospital bed, but his father thought that he was at the lake again swimming with his mother. Her getting a piggy back ride into the water and then him throwing her over his head. Her trying to get a way as he held her close, and then of course pulled her into a passionate kiss of which the 8 year old Luke and 6 year old Liz both exclaimed "ewww!" to. His father was washing away the pain and hurt of the abnormal cells that were taking over his body, with the thought of happier times, with the thought of love, caring, his wife. But now Luke remembered the last coherent thing his father had said to him.
"Luke?" Will Danes had said, he was weak, but still knew how to demand respect and show authority to others.
"Dad? I thought you were asleep. You should eat something Dad." he had said.
"Luke, I have something to say, now I want you to listen, and don't interrupt Me." his father had told him.
"Ok…" Luke agreed, afraid of what his father was about to tell him.
"when you're older, not like my age at 45, but when you're in your twenties or so, old enough so that you've got money, a stable job if you don't want to keep the hardware store, a nice house, and you feel ready for love, find someone like your mother. Let that be the kind of woman you want and let into your heart. Don't settle, I didn't, just look at your mother; she was the best partner a man could have. Love her, treat her as you should, and marry her. Marry her not for her love, but for more than that. Marry her for her. Marry her for being the person that she is, not just the love she gives you. And when you do get engaged, never let a minute go by that you don't think about her. Spend all the time you can with her. Go swimming with her, go camping, even if you find a girl who doesn't want to go camping, take her camping with you. If she loves you, she'll respect that part of you like your mother did. Take her to dinner every Saturday night, or maybe just stay at home together, go with her to the festivals, every once in a while, even take a sip of the punch!" his father laughed. "Luke, don't let her go. What ever you do, don't let her go, and don't you doubt for one moment whether you should marry her or not, unless you aren't thinking about her every moment of everyday. Make the most of the time you have" at this point, tears started to come to both Luke and his father's eyes. "Don't waste your time like we did, if we had spent more time together, than maybe I would have been stronger for you and your sister, but I wasn't. So please Luke, make the most of the time your given, because it won't last for long." that was the last thing that Luke could remember his father saying to him without it being some memory of his mother.
Luke didn't know why, but he had always noticed the resemblance between his mother and Lorelai. There was a difference in that Luke's mother had been the cook and the health nut, not his father. But both Lorelai and his mother seemed to have a certain bounce, happiness, Luke couldn't even believe he was thinking this, but a certain aura. They both looked at life the same way, were very easy going with life, but when needed, stepped up and put everyone in there place.
Luke got up and walked back to the tent, went inside it, and fell asleep. This time, there weren't any dreams worth sweating about.
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Didn't I tell you it was short? Sorry it was all one sided and there wasn't any Lorelai in that. Oh, and if you didn't get the dream, read it over. It's a bit jumpy, but hey, that's how my dreams are, and insane sad people are all alike. It's been scientifically proven. So please review, for the sake of me getting my lab done. school is what I'll be focusing on for the next week, so I have to avoid reading fics and stuff in the next four or five days, or I will forget all about my school work and go back to reading the wonderful stories way into the wee hours of the morning. So, review, as stated before, and hey! Just say hi if you want to! You don't even have to mention the story! Well that would be an interesting concept, a review having nothing to do with the actual story...it's happened before. Oh and before I forget:
Quote of the chapter is: "Men can read maps better than women. Cause only the male mind could conceive of one inch equaling a hundred miles." – Roseanne Barr. It was a hard decision between this and two others but this one still wins my heart! Oh! So instead of saying hi, you can just say that you like/hate the quote. I'm sorry if it offended all of guys out there!