I'm super sorry it took me this long to update! I've been working on another story for a while now, and I have a new one that I want to post this week. Any who, please don't be mad!
Thanks to my extra special beta Toughcooki19! You rock my socks!
Disclaimer: Don't own nothing, no I don't. My cattle died and it left me a boat! Wait, that doesn't rhyme does it? Aww, pooh…
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Logan awoke to a loud knocking coming from Rory's apartment door. He rose slowly from the couch the two had slept on, making sure not to wake up Rory. He opened the door carefully and saw an angered man in a dark jacket with a scowl on his face.
"Who the Hell are you, and where the fuck is Gilmore?" The man shouted angrily. He tried to force his way into the apartment, but Logan pushed him out. Logan walked outside and shut the door; he didn't want Rory waking up because of some psycho.
"Get the fuck outta the way man. That stripper needs to pay up!"
The man again tried to walk towards the door, but Logan stepped in front of him menacingly.
"Watch your fucking mouth, that's my girlfriend you're talking about," Logan yelled threateningly.
The man glared at Logan as he pulled out a tiny notebook and pen. "Please, Gilmore doesn't have boyfriends. She has clients." The man then wrote a note and gave it to Logan. "Tell her she has a week to pay up, or I'll send Drake." At Logan's brief look of confusion, the man chuckled. "Oh, and don't get in my way again preppy."
Logan unfolded the piece of paper and found a number scribbled down- 16000. He glanced towards Rory's door and sighed. He knew that she wouldn't even attempt to explain this guy, and it truly aggravated him. Why didn't she trust him? Who was this guy?
He needed to know, and if she wasn't going to tell him then he was going to find out for himself.
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Rory had been fast asleep when she heard a quiet voice outside. The front door was closed, and the sounds of two male voices could be heard whispering. She froze when she heard the second voice.
"Why in the Hell would you wanna do that?" Questioned Scathe, the girls' former dealer.
"Listen, you said she owes you money. What does it matter who pays it as long as it gets paid?" Logan questioned in an irritated voice. Rory's eyes widened in shock.
'What does he mean 'as long as it gets paid'?' Rory thought irritably. 'He better not be paying that stupid son of a bitch. This shit doesn't even involve him!'
The brunette pulled on her shirt (which had been discarded during some intense activities the previous night) and headed toward the door. However, just as she pulled on the handle, Logan walked in and shut the door. Rory stood with her jaw dropped for a few moments before her surprise was replaced with fury.
"How dare you?" She inquired fiercely.
"Listen, Rory I'm-" the blonde tried to explain, but Rory stopped him with a menacing glare.
"You have no damn right to interfere, okay? It's none of your business!"
By this time, Logan was just as heated as Rory. What did she mean it was none of his business? They were dating for God's sake! He had fled from his perfect society wife and come after her! Didn't that mean anything?
"I'm sorry," Logan said, trying to keep his temper under control. The last thing he wanted to do right now was blow up at her. "I'm sorry that I interfered, but I'm not sorry why. Rory, we're in a relationship. That means that you need to tell me when you're in trouble, so we can work it out."
Logan was trying to compromise but Rory was still aggravated. "Logan, this was not something for you to work out. Hell, this wasn't even something that I was supposed to work out. If only Antonia would've paid her part of the money-" Rory started, but she was cut off by Logan.
"Wait, what? I thought you owed him the money?" Logan questioned, thoroughly confused.
Rory sighed and made her way towards the couch. She grabbed Logan and pulled him down so she could sit on his lap. Once she was situated, she took in a few breaths and thought about what she was going to say.
She didn't have to explain, of course, but she really wanted to trust Logan. Even if he didn't like her story, she needed to know that he could accept her past. With that thought, the brunette spoke.
"Logan, there are some things you should know about me. First off, I'm an orphan. I've never had any family except for the girls at the club," Rory explained sadly. Logan gave her an understanding look before urging her to continue.
"Right, so… with no family, the girls and I became really tight. We did everything together…good and bad. When it started, it wasn't too bad. I mean, we didn't use that much really."
Logan nodded as realization struck him. Scathe was Rory's dealer! That's why she owed him the money.
"Soon though, we got in deep, and I mean deep. Louise and Antonia partied all the time. It's a miracle they didn't OD. Carmen has a kid, so she was always the clean one. If it weren't for her, I swear to God we'd all be dead." Rory cleared her throat as memories of her habit came flooding back. Her stomach turned when she thought of all the hostility between the girls and all of their pain. Those were the worst times of her life.
Logan looked on as Rory's eyes clouded over. She obviously needed to tell this story. It was eating her up inside. With that thought, Logan squeezed her hand gently and pulled her closer to him.
"I…I was in pretty deep myself. Louise would always drag me along, and somehow we'd always manage to find a corner with a couple hot guys and a few ounces," she scoffed at this.
"I remember the first shot of heroine I ever did. It was like getting rid of all of the shit in my life. I wasn't some lonely orphan, and I wasn't a stripper; I was just alive. That night…Carmen couldn't pick us up. Lizzie was sick, so she was at the hospital. I remember getting in the car to go home with Louise and Nia. God we were so smashed. Antonia was driving. We were almost here when she saw Scathe pulling up next to us. We owed him big time, and we knew that he would come after us if he didn't get his money. Nia did the only thing she could think of, she drove. The problem was that we were stopped at a red light. We collided head-on with another car; no one was killed, but we all had some serious concussions. After all of the medical bills and lawyer fees we barely had enough to live on. Scathe tracked all of us down, and he eventually started sending guys down here to…uhmm…handle us."
Logan stared on in amazement as Rory revealed her dark past. He couldn't believe that the girl he was holding in his arms had seen so much, been through so much. He was all of a sudden overcome with the urge to beat that guy senseless, how could he hurt this broken defenseless girl? How?
"Eventually, we all paid our fees, but Antonia couldn't come up with the cash. Scathe kept telling us that it was our fault for not telling her what would happen, so he kept sending guys after us. A few weeks ago, I told him I'd pay him all of it if he left the others alone, but he decided to raise the interest. He said for every week, he'd add two grand." Rory then looked at Logan carefully before asking a question that had been on her mind. "How much did you give him?"
"Sixteen thousand," Logan answered quietly. "And you're not paying me back." He added forcefully.
A look of determination appeared upon Rory's face, but Logan spoke once again.
"You are not paying me back. It's the least I can do," He stated with a smirk playing at his lips.
Rory looked confused, and Logan decided to remind her of the previous night.
"I mean, you missed work just to play with little ol' me," he imitated a southern belle while twirling an imaginary lock of hair. Rory broke into laughter before realizing what he had said.
She had missed work. She groaned, and Logan unsuccessfully attempted to hide his amusement. Rory smacked him upside the head before he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
"You know being with me was way better than being at work. Plus, since you seem to be free right now…" he wandered off as he headed towards the bedroom.
Rory yelped playfully in reply as Logan shut the door and led her into oblivion.
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What did ya think! I hope it was okay, and thanks to you guys for reading it even though it took me so long to update. Love ya muches, and pretty please with a Snickers bar on top- REVIEW!
