Chapter Title: Gone For Good.
Summary: Rory has trouble figuring out what she wants. Someone from her past helps her out.
Rating: T, there's major drama in this chapter.
AN: I am so glad you guys like this. That is why you get updates everyday. I really do appreciate the feedback you send in.
Rory walked into the loft preparing for a fight. She saw the empty glass next to the bottle of Bourbon. It was going to be a long night. She threw her coat and purse over a chair and headed to the bedroom. Logan was throwing clothes into a trash bag. Her clothes.
"What are you doing?" She asked starting to put the clothes away.
"You are not staying here." He said moving to the closet.
"What?" She said going after him.
"You heard me. You're leaving. Tonight."
"You can't do that." She said grabbing him by the arm.
She spun him around and he almost knocked her over.
"Watch me." He said glaring at her.
"What did I do know Logan?" She asked folding her arms over her chest.
"You knew I didn't want you doing that article. But you're doing it anyway." He said walking away from her.
"I am a grown woman Logan. I don't have to answer to you." She said going after him again.
"You will once we're married." He said closing the bag.
"You think I still want to marry you? Are you insane?"
"Rory you don't mean that." Logan said trying to reach out to her.
"Yes I do." She said moving away from him.
She walked out of the room and started collecting her things through out the rest of the apartment. She wasn't going to cry in front of him, he wasn't worth it. Logan followed her begging her to stop. It's what he had always done. The cycle was going to stop now. Rory walked back into the bedroom and carried all the bags to the door. Logan was carrying them back as soon as she set them down.
"Logan, stop!" She was yelling again.
He didn't listen. Rory went after him yanking the bag from him. She had her phone in her other hand. She dialed Jess' number with one hand.
"Hello?" He said groggily.
"How are you asleep at seven o' clock?" Rory yelled into the phone.
"Ror?" He asked sounding confused.
"It's not one your bimbos!"
"What do you want?" He asked getting frustrated.
"I need you to come and get me."
"Where are you?"
"Logan's."
"She doesn't need you Mariano! Don't come over!" Logan yelled from across the room.
"What are you two fighting about now?"
"I'm leaving him. Ten minutes ago he was packing for me. Now he's begging me to stay. I don't want to deal with it anymore. I'm done." She said staring at Logan.
"It's about damn time. You need a place to stay?"
"Only if you don't have one of your conquest over."
"I don't. It's just been a long day."
"Tell me about it." Rory said rolling her eyes.
Half an hour later Jess had Logan pinned in a corner while Rory loaded her things into a cab. She had to flag down another because all of her stuff wouldn't fit into the first one. Logan had threatened to call the police. Jess had told him to go ahead.
"Good luck trying to explain this. She wants to leave. You trying to stop her isn't helping." He said boxing Logan in.
Logan was quiet after that. Rory didn't look back as the cab pulled away. It wouldn't do her any good. She could cry later. Seven years hadn't taught her anything. Logan had tried to dictate what she could and couldn't do. 'Like father, like son.' She thought bitterly as they pulled up to Jess' brownstone.
"You okay?" He said draping an arm over her shoulders.
"I'll be fine. She said fighting the urge to cry in front of him.
"You can cry. I won't think any less of you." He said before kissing her temple.
Rory let out a sob before collapsing on the steps. Jess unloaded the cabs before paying them. He took everything inside. He sat down next to her as she buried her face in his shoulder.
"I'm sorry." Rory said pulling herself together.
"Don't worry about it."
"I thought you hated him."
"I do, but you don't. Not yet at least."
Rory let out a ragged sigh before closing her eyes.
"Thank you."
"Don't worry about it. Lets go inside. It's cold." He said pulling her up.
She let him lead her into the house. He was still as messy as he was when he was a teenager. Shoes, mail, and beer bottles were scattered across the living room. It wasn't much better in the kitchen. Take out containers, more mail, and balled up pieces of paper were thrown all over the floor. Jess claimed to do his best writing in the kitchen. And it showed. Rory heard a low whine from behind her. She turned around and saw her favorite boxer/bull dog mix.
"Hey Chester." She said rubbing behind his ears.
The dog leaned into her touch licking her palm.
"Traitor." Jess said walking into the room.
"He's a ladies man. Just like you." She said winking up at him.
"You want a drink?" He asked opening the refrigerator.
"Beer."
Jess nodded grabbing two bottles from the refrigerator. He handed her one as she sat down at the table. All she wanted to do was block out this day. Then maybe she could focus on work. And the fact that she would be around Tristan for two weeks.
AN2: I know it's a short chapter, I'm sorry. But I had to cut it off somewhere. Let me know what you guys think.