Disclaimer: Song "Where Will You Go" by Evanescence

LAST PART RE-WRITTEN.

The Truth

Chapter Seven

You think I can't see right through your eyes

Scared to death to face reality

No one seems to hear your hidden cries

You're left to face yourself alone

But where will you go

With no left to save you from yourself

You can't escape

The truth

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"If we could justget another beer over here, that would be great!" Rory called out to a passing waiter, snapping her fingers.

The waiter's eyes swept over the table piled with already empty bottles and he shook his head to himself, walking off.

"Honey, are you sure we should be drinking this much? You've already had two bottles and a martini," Lorelai pointed out, eyes sweeping over the table and up to Rory, who was sipping on her current alcoholic beverage, swirling the olive around with her finger.

"C'mon Mom loosen up, it's girl's night out," Rory said.

"But honey you just got broken up. Are you sure you want to be out? We could go home, I can stop off at Dosey's and get some ice cream. We could sit and watch a sappy movie. Whaddya think? Sounds fun doesn't it?"

"Not really. I want to be out here, doing something, and I don't want to talk about Logan or anything else," she said as Lorelai opened her mouth to say something.

"Okay," Lorelai gave in

Rory smiled, "Good. Now, I'm just going to use the restroom. You better be drinking something when I get back," she said, sliding off her stool and wobbling over to the restroom.

Lorelai sighed and grabbed her beer bottle off the table, throwing back her head as she took a large sip. Her cell started to ring from its place in her purse and she dug it out, wondering who it could be. She didn't recognize the number.

"Hello?"

"Lorelai, it's Logan."

"Oh," Lorelai said coldly. "How did you get this number?"

"Rory gave it to me," said Logan quickly, "I'm guessing that you know what happened?"

"I know that you broke my daughter's heart."

"She broke up with me."

"Whatever. That girl was crazy about you. Now I don't know what went on between you two, but I know for a fact that Rory loved you. So don't you dare tell me that she broke up with you because there is no way in hell that's true."

"How can you blame me when you don't even know what's going on?"

"Woman's prerogative. I get to blame any guy that hurts my daughter. Now Rory's going to be back soon so I have to go."

"Wait, this is serious. I need to explain—"

"Hey, uh, I don't feel like hearing anything you could possibly have to explain to me. My daughter is in really bad shape and I need to be here for her. If you have something to explain, go find someone who cares," Lorelai snapped, slamming the phone shut and shoving it in her purse.

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Logan gripped the cell phone tightly in his hand. "Lorelai? Lorelai? Dammit!" he said loudly as he threw it onto the passenger seat. He looked back at the road in front of him, fuming. So Rory had loved him, huh? She was really good at showing it. If love was the same thing as cruelty, or hatred.

He turned a corner, making his way back to Yale. He flipped open his cell as it beeped, letting him know he'd received a text message. It was from Colin.

Party tonight at our dorms. Bring a keg.

Logan wasn't really in the mood, but tons of beer and a bunch of hot women can only make things better right?

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"Oh my God. I have never been so happy to see my front porch," Lorelai said tiredly as she finally pulled into her driveway. "Come on, let's get you inside," she said to Rory, helping her as she got shakily out of the car. Lorelai had finally managed to get her out of the bar a few hours later, and the moon was high in the sky.

"It's our house," Rory pointed out obviously, nearly falling over.

"Yep. And inside is a nice warm bed for you to sleep on. You must be tired after all that singing you did for everyone."

"No, I don't want to sleep," Rory complained, stamping her foot. "The night is young. We should be out there, hooking up with guys, having fun."

"I know, but I think with your dad and I dating that would be a little inappropriate… Step up."

It was another few minutes before she got Rory in her room and laying down. Just as she was persuading her to get some rest, the phone rang and she went to answer it.

"Lor? It's Chris."

"Oh thank God, when are you coming home?"

"I actually need you to come pick me up. My car broke down and I don't have money for a cab, or for a tow truck."

"Oh, well, um…alright."

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, Rory's a little drunk, but I can just get Luke to come over and make sure she doesn't do anything crazy," Lorelai said, talking more to herself than to Chris.

"She's drunk?" Chris said, a little alarmed.

"Yeah, it's this whole thing. I'll tell you when I get there."

"Okay bye."

She began dialing Luke's number when she heard a knock at the front door. She sighed and went to answer it, stepping back and blinking when she saw who it was, perplexed.

"Jess."

"Lorelai," he said, equally surprised.

"What are you doing here? What is that?" she gestured to a bag under his right arm.

"Rory left these at the bookstore," he said, handing them to her. "I didn't want her to forget them."

"That's very, um, thank you."

"Sure," he said awkwardly.

"Jess, is that you?" called Rory excitedly, appearing around the doorway. "Oh, it is you. I'm so happy!" she said, giving him a huge hug. "Are you staying? You should stay!" she pulled him inside.

Lorelai shook her head in confusion, rubbing her temples. "This has got to be the weirdest night in the history of weird nights," she muttered.

"Should I stay?" Jess asked Lorelai, sort of hoping that she'd say no because he could tell that Rory was drunk.

"Of course it is you have to!" Rory piped up.

"I mean, I guess. Would you mind? I need to go pick someone up and I shouldn't wait too long to go."

Geez things were happening fast. It was like a freakin' title wave.

"Whatever."

"Thanks. Honey, I'm gonna go pick up your dad."

Rory waved over her shoulder, already standing at stereo and putting in a CD, beginning to dance to it (i.e. jumping and waving her arms around).

Jess watched Rory, somewhat horrified. "You so owe me," he said as Lorelai walked out the door.

"Hey Jess, come over here and dance with me," Rory laughed.

"God you're hyper tonight. What did you eat like a million pixie sticks?"

Rory only laughed and grabbed his arms, making him move with her. "Just having a little fun. Nothing wrong with that."

"No, nothing wrong with it…Did something happen?"

"What makes you think something happened?" Rory asked a little defensively.

"I just meant you don't usually drink this much."

"Logan and I broke up," Rory admitted sadly, her fervor from a minute ago disappearing.

"I'm sorry," Jess said, even though he really wasn't. He had never liked that guy. In his opinion he treated Rory like shit. "But you know you're better off without him. He's a jerk anyways."

"No he wasn't." Rory snapped.

"Okay, so I just imagined the way he treated you, not to mention me, when we all went out together."

"That was one bad night. You can't judge him by that. Logan is a great guy. I love him."

"Well then he's an idiot for letting you go. Though I don't understand how you can possibly think that."

"You have to give me him a chance. I didn't even want to break up with him."

Jess looked at her curiously. "If you love him so much, then why did you break up with him?"

Rory paled and turned away, scratching the arms she'd cut subconsciously. "Never mind."

"No, really. If he's so great then why did you dump him?" Jess asked, not sure why he feeling so hostile.

"I said never mind," Rory repeated impatiently, still scratching the cuts, attempting to get the heavy weight that had suddenly fallen on her heart when Jess had asked her why she broke up with Logan to lighten.

"What happened to your arm?" Jess asked, pulling it towards him and pushing up her sleeve before she could snatch it away. He gasped as he saw the cuts and looked back up at Rory, who quickly pulled down her sleeve. She looked at him with a mixture of anger and fear. "Why did you do that to yourself?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm. He didn't know if he was more angry or worried.

"It doesn't matter," Rory muttered, wanting to get away from him and walking over to the stereo on the pretense of changing the song.

"It does Rory, shit, why on earth would you cut yourself?"

"Leave it."

"What happened?"

Rory sighed and turned to Jess. "There's nothing you need to worry about."

"Rory, c'mon—" his reply was muffled as Rory suddenly brought her lips crashing down on his. He just stood frozen for a moment, millions of old feelings rushing back as she continued to kiss him. God, could she kiss. He was tempted to just lay back and enjoy it, but he knew it was only a ploy to get him to stop questioning her and not so much her actually being in the mood to kiss him. This thought caused all his thoughts of the two of them as a couple and his fantasies of having her right there on the coffee table to fly right out the window. "Rory stop!" he said, pushing her away forcefully.

"What? Loosen up a little, God."

"I'm not going to stand here kissing you in your living room when you're this drunk and just got broken up."

"No one's stopping you."

"So you're telling me you want this? A second ago you were in love with Logan."

"Yes! No! Maybe, I don't know!" Rory rambled on in frustration.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Would you stop asking me that?"

"This isn't you Rory! Drinking, cutting, all of this that you're doing, you don't run away from things!"

"I think you should leave," Rory said, turning away from him. She looked up as he just stood there staring at her in disbelief. "Bye Jess," she said in a tone that clearly said he was to leave.

He shook his head. "I used to think you were stronger than this. I guess I was wrong," he finally said before grabbing his coat and heading out the door, leaving her to stand in the middle of the living room.

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"Having fun?"

Logan looked up as Colin came over to him, pretty redhead wrapped around him.

"This is some party," Logan said, taking another sip of beer.

Scott looked around. "Where's Rory?"

"We broke up."

Colin blinked, then patted Logan on the shoulder sympathetically. "I guess it was true then?"

"What?"

"That she slept with Scott, Mike, and Jared."

"What?"

"Don't look at me I just found out. They were bragging about sleeping with her, probably because they were drunk. I never thought she would do something like that."

"Fuck, Colin she didn't. They raped her. God why didn't I realize it before? I should've known why she was acting so weird around Scott. Dammit!"

"Woah man calm down. What are you talking about?"

Logan quickly explained all that had happened, Colin's eyes widening with every second.

"Hey Logan, you made it!" Scott yelled, walking up to them, beer in hand. "What's up?"

Colin and Logan exchanged glances. "We are going to fucking kill you," Logan snarled.

Scott looked at them in confusion. Before he could say anything, both Colin and Logan sent their fists flying into his face, sending him over backwards.

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Oooh the plot is thickening. What will happen next, I wonder. I hope things aren't happening too fast. Hopefully Jess talked some sense into her. Thanks for all of your reviews, I hope to get more for this chapter. Let me know what you all think.

I was watching SpongeBob. I think the episode where the Flying Dutchman makes SpongeBob and Patrick be a part of his crew is so funny lol.