"Logan are you sure about this?" Rory asked as they walked into Dr. Martin's waiting room.
"Ace, this is the best thing I could think of, I want to help you, but I can't do it by myself." Logan sighed as he wrapped his arm around her. "I wish we could do this on our own, but I'm afraid of what will happen if we don't get professional help or I think we'd have to talk to the parental units."
"Logan I don't want to tell some stranger my personal life."
"I know you don't and neither do I, but she can't tell anyone what we tell her or what we talk about." Logan reassured her.
"Alright, but if we don't like her we find someone else."
"Fair." Logan smiled as he gently knocked on the office door.
"So, Miss. Gilmore-Hayden, Mr. Huntzburger what brings you too in." Dr. Martin asked pleasantly.
"Please call me Logan, and this is Rory," Logan gestured, "we're engaged."
"Very early if life is it not?"
"Yes ma'am," Rory smiled, "but that's really not why we're here at all."
"Alright then why are you here?" She smiled as she took out a notebook.
"Well . . ." Rory started but stopped as she averted her eyes.
"Doctor, if I may," Logan began, "I brought Rory here, I'm afraid she has a drinking problem. I wouldn't really be concerned if she hadn't had an addiction to pain killers a while back."
"Thank you Logan, but Rory, why don't you tell me why become addicted to the pain killers, and what kind if you don't mind telling me?"
"My drug of choice was oxycontin; I started taking them about a year and a half ago when my ex boyfriend, Tristan, and I got on the rocks, I was on them for about nine months."
"You could afford that habit for nine months."
"Well, money has never been an issue for either of us." Rory blushed slightly.
"You've been off of them for a year and a half right?"
"Yes ma'am." Rory smiled as she felt a little proud of herself.
"Well, tell me about this drinking thing."
"I don't think I have a problem." Rory snapped.
"What do you think though Logan?"
"I'm not sure if I would call it a problem yet, but sweetheart, you know you've been drinking more than usual."
"Rory, why do you think that you are drinking more?"
"I don't know." Rory shot.
"Ace, it's ok to tell her, she's not going the papers."
"I'm just stressed alright!"
"Ya, and you were stressed when you and Tristan were on the rocks." Logan reluctantly pointed out.
"That was completely different." Rory snapped.
"You're right babe, now you have the press, our parents, grandparents, college, and planning a wedding weighing down on you."
"Dr. Martin I'm terribly sorry we've wasted your time, I'm just not ready for this." Rory sighed as she stood up.
"Thank you doctor," Logan said as he handed her a check, "I'm sure this will cover it."
"Please let's never do that again Logan." Rory sobbed as she reached into her purse while they sat in the car outside the office.
"Lorelei Leigh what in the hell is that." Logan barked as he looked at the silver flask Rory had pulled out of her purse.
"Can it Logan, I don't need you down my throat right now." Rory spat as she took a swig of the bitter whiskey.
"Well you know what you better learn how to deal with me because I care."
"Take me home."
"Oh well I'm the chauffer now too, excellent!" Logan snapped.
"Logan I am not having this out with you please I just need to go home." Rory winced through another swig of whiskey.
"Give me that." Logan bellowed as he grabbed the flask out of Rory's hand and dumped the light brown fluid out of the car window.
"Do me a favor, don't call!" Rory screamed as she slammed the door of Logan's Porsche and stormed up to her front door.
"Oh don't you dare worry you're boozed up head about that." Logan snapped back as he sped off.
Rory slowly climbed the stairs to her room, stumbling once on twice on the stairs. Once in her room she pulled the nearly empty fifth of Jack Daniel out from behind her dresser. Without hesitation she poured almost four shots of whiskey and coke into a cup and savored the bitter taste. Quietly she lay on her bed absorbing everything that had happened in her life in the past year. The more she sipped the bitter drink the faster she realized that she was going to married in less than two months, and not even the whiskey could slow her heartbeat at the thought of that.
Feeling the room move a little Rory picked up her cell phone and dialed Stephanie, "Hey girl it's me." Rory smiled to herself trying to make herself sound as sober as possible.
"Hey gorgeous, how are you doing?"
"Been better, been worse, where you at?"
"I'm actually at the house at the vineyard." Stephanie responded.
"Are you alone?"
"Um, ya, why Rory are you doing ok?"
"Fine I just need my best friend really bad right now."
"Alright I'll be here; your G.P.S. thingy knows the way." Stephanie laughed.
"Okay, I'm leaving here soon."
Rory nervously climbed behind the wheel of the Mercedes SUV that seemed to have been waiting for her in the garage. She knew she was in no shape to drive but at the same time she knew she had driven messed up before. Rory floored the gas and put her cell phone on silent as she sped out of the posh development. Rory cranked up the music as she pulled her bowl out of the glove compartment and the stash she had just bought out of her purse.
Rory tried to remain focused as she sped down I-95 while keeping the bowl going. Her vision was blurring and the cars seemed to be closing in on her as she continued to the vineyard in rush hour traffic.
Everything happened in a second, the car in front of her stopped, with no apparent warning. Rory lost sense of what was happening as she felt the SUV being slammed by another car and then roll off the road.
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