Chapter Seven of I Guess I Gotta Do Some Work : Drop Dead Doyle!
A/N- this is the last chapter till the wedding! Is that applause I hear? Yep! That is going to be one hell of a chapter! I am going to work on it all day tomorrow! I want it perfect so it make take me a day or two. But that won't be that last chapter! We still have a long ride to go. This will go for a while into the future, a little into married life. I am not sure how far but it will go into Anna and April and how Loreali become her step mom and how she handles life! Enjoys this chapter! Check for the next with in the next day or two!Review!
Rory and Paris ran out to the car. Unfortunately for Rory, Paris was a tad bit faster than her. Paris got into the drivers seat despite the complains coming from the passengers seat.
"Oh god how am I going to explain this to Doyle?"
"Hopefully with words."
"Ha, no I mean like tell him I am carrying his child, his offspring, also known as the spawn of the devil. "
Oh come on Paris it won't be that bad. I mean this child will definitely be a handful at first. But you and Doyle are going to work hard to raise this child to be exactly like you two. Hopefully less eccentric. "
"Thanks a lot. I mean for helping me get through this. And for all future help, I want to thank you before hand in case I yell at you while I am giving birth. I think I will be very mean during that particular time. I mean I really shouldn't have to be nice because I will be pushing a baby out of my vagina but you know whatever. "
Rory laughed. "Well Paris don't worry about it, I am sure you would do the same thing for me if given the chance right?"
"Absolutely! I would be right there next to you and even kick Hunzburger in the…"
"Woah Paris, I hasn't happened yet and it won't."
Just then, walking down the road, no other than Jess walks by. Rory spots him and gives him a small wave. He sees her and gives her a half smile. She blushes at the gesture. Once she looks back at Paris, all hell breaks lose.
"Or I may not have to kick Hunzburger, maybe I'll have to kick that gentleman you were just make eyes with there."
"Not another word until you are ready to spill the bean to Doyle. Or you could say spill the baby."
"You are on my list Gilmore."
Loreali was walking down past Dooses's market . She was nothing but smiles all day. Then it happened. Her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" She answered, forgetting to look at the id that pops up.
"Loreali, we really need to talk about where we are! You can ignore what happened!" The voice belonged to none other than Christopher Hayden.
"Christopher, stop we are done. I am getting Married today! I hate you and I never want to see you again."
"But Lore, calm down I know you feel the same way as me , I love you!"
"Well isn't that just peaches and cream for you but I love Luke and I am getting married today. He has forgiven me for what we did. I was horrible and unforgettable. It unforgivable! And I am ashamed with you thinking anything could happen between us now. Goodbye for good Chris, you have screwed up my life enough already, we are done!" Loreali closed her phone smiled at how she handled that and continued on to the hairdresser to get ready for her wedding. Her WEDDING!
Once they got to the apartment building, they sat in the car for about twenty minutes in total silence. Unable to think of any encouraging word, she gave Paris a friendly hug.
"Thanks Rory, I guess I better get this over with."
"Yepp, come on your fate awaits!"
They got out of the car and started to tread the stair to the dreaded apartment. Once the they reached the apartment, it all began.
"I can no way in hell do this." She tried to turn around, but Rory stopped her.
Paris opened the door to the apartment, and Doyle was right there sitting on the couch making a swan and following the direction on the How to Origami Booklet. Paris tried to turn around yet again, but Rory was obstructing her path out. She nervously turned around yet again to face the music.
"Doyle, I need to talk to you." Paris said that phrase in the calmest tone she could muster.
"Yeah Paris?" He answered, clearly not in the conversation, but miles away.
"Holy Crap Put the Damn paper duck down so I can simply tell you I am PREGNANT YOU IDIOT!" She screamed at him. After realizing what she had said, her hand shot directly to her mouth. Rory sighed thinking 'well telling him calmly and rationally is out of the question now.'
Doyle just sat there with his crushed paper swan in his death grip. If he was trying to make his grip imprint on paper, it would be the perfect match. After about five more minutes of uncomfortable silence, Paris began to talk calmly.
"Well, what do you think?"
Doyle sat on the couch quietly, then a few seconds later he responded. "I assume you aren't going to keep it."
"Well at the moment I was."
"Well that's a stupid move, Paris you can't even take care of a sick person, let along a child."
"Shut up Doyle, I can take care of a kid."
"Ha, it would be better to either get an abor…"
"Don't even finish that syllable ass!"
"Why? It is logical Paris, the only logical idea at the time."
"Oh okay, I was mistaken murder is exactly the perfect choice what the hell was I thinking! You know what? I hope you drop dead Doyle because I can't believe you would even think of murdering the unborn. How would you feel if I murdered you? Huh? One knife in the back? Well? Not so tuff now are you murderer? That is he perfect nickname for you! Forget about that as your nickname, this is your new name! Murderer Murderer! Murderer, honey, can you get me a drink? I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL! Drop Dead Doyle! Drop dead!"
Paris walked out of the room and turned around one last time. "I will get some body to come back and get my stuff. I never Ever want to see you piece of shit again!"
In a huff, Paris and Rory walked out of the apartment. Paris basically ran to the car and started. Rory had to practically jump in to the moving car.
They drove all the way back to Stars Hollow in silence until they reached the Gilmore house. They sat there for a minute and then Rory spoke.
"Hey Paris are you okay?"
"Yeah I guess, I just hate him now, how could he even think like that? Uh I don't care. I will be fine without him. Good riddens to him. Come lets go get ready for the wedding." Paris quickly got out of the car and walked into the house.
Rory slowly followed her in. Only to be greeted by the image of Paris sobbing on the couch.
Loreali finally got out of the hair dressers. She went into her purse and took out her cell phone. She looked at the time and it read two o'clock! Two o'clock! Only two hour till she would become a missus! Mrs. Loreali Danes!
She finally reached her front door. Loreali went in and saw none other than Rory with a crying Paris in her arms. Rory spotted Loreali and gave her the face of depression.
"Umm Paris, I am going to make you some tea. I will be right back." Rory laid Paris on the couch. She signaled her mother to come with her into the Kitchen.
"Mom , ok listen…"
"No need I know everything. Paris is pregnant, and I am getting married today. I heard you guys earlier. I went over to Luke last night and talked and I am so happy I am going to burst!"
"Oh my god Mom. This is amazing! Can you believe it? You are getting married! We are changing our names!"
"Wait you are going to too?"
"Yeah, I want us to be a family! And what better to solidify us together? I can truly feel this is the way to happiness."
"I love ya kid!"
"Oh gosh is almost three! You have to be at Miss Patty's in like a half hour!"
"Well, how about some coffee?"
"No, let's go get married."
"For once I like that idea better than coffee."
"Me too Mom, Me too."
Coming up- Okay this is the chapter you have been waiting for! The wedding is next! And some other surprise announcements are headed your way!