The Life & Times of Christyana Francine Hayden
A/N: Thank you all so much for the follows, favorites and reviews! I'm glad y'all like it! I hope this chapter is to your liking as well! :) I'm sorry that it has taken so long to update, but I have been super busy! Also, I'm currently watching the episode of Gilmore Girls where Jess goes to California and let me just tell you…I am a wreck.
Okay, I started this chapter on October 19th and as of November 5th, it is not complete, but I am hoping to have it up today. I'm so, so sorry for the delay. I've been incredibly busy with work and school. Thanks again for your patience! I hope this chapter is worth it!
Description: At 16, Christopher and Lorelai had twins, Lorelai Leigh and Christyana Francine. After Lorelai ran away, Straub and Francine insisted that Christopher have custody of one of the girls. Then Christopher left town, promising to come back for Christy, Straub and Francine took over custody of their granddaughter, causing a great rift between them and Lorelai. So, basically, Rory doesn't know anything about Christy because Lorelai never wanted to bring up her having a twin when they couldn't have a relationship. Please don't be angry with Straub and Francine, you will find out all the answers later. Also, this will be a JavaJunkie, Trory and Chress (Jess/Christy)
I just want to give you a warning, I guess that's the word, this story will be from Christy's point-of-view and will be very like AU. But anyways, I really hope it is something you all enjoy.
Chapter 2: We Meet Again
"Christyana?" Lorelai Gilmore gasped, looking at the purple haired girl standing in front of her.
The girl wore torn up shorts and a t-shirt with a pair of ratty Converse shoes. She had bright blue eyes and tan skin; she was gorgeous.
"Yeah," Christy mumbled, "but I have to go," she turned to Luke, "how much do I owe you?"
"12.57," Luke answered, looking between his girlfriend and the young girl.
She began digging in her tote and pulled out her wallet. As she was trying to count out money, Lorelai began to speak again, "Christyana, what are you doing here? Do your grandparents know you're here?"
"Really," Christy snapped, "after sixteen years, that's what you want to say to me?"
"Christyana," Lorelai started again, "there are some things that you don't understand…let's sit down and talk."
"I understand just fine," Christy growled; her eyes darkened as the focused on her mother's. She eventually gave up on counting out her dollars and handing Luke a twenty dollar bill, "Keep the change. I have to go."
"Christyana," Lorelai tried, "please, don't just walk away."
"Why not?" Christy snapped, forcing back tears, "I learned it from you."
"Is that what they told you?" Lorelai's expression showed clear shock and hurt, "They told you that I just walked away?"
"First," Christy snipped, "they," she emphasized, "are my grandparents and the two people that raised me since my parents were too cowardly to actually stick around."
"I'm sorry," Luke held up his hand to stop Christy and Lorelai, "but what the hell is going on?"
"What's going on," Christy growled, "is that this," she motioned at Lorelai quickly, "is my mother and since she couldn't have her way, she walked away. Oh, but she didn't walk away from her precious Rory," she couldn't help, but let a tear slip down her cheek, "I'm sure she doesn't know anything about me, but I know all about her. According to my grandma, she's God's gift to earth. I mean, she is in love, but wait," she snapped, "here's another shocker, Grandma doesn't ever see her either because this woman," she focused on Lorelai suddenly, "is so selfish that she hides away from anyone that has ever loved her!"
"Now, you wait just a minute," Lorelai snapped, "you don't know anything about me…"
"Well, whose fault is that, Mother?" Christyana rebutted icily, "I have to go. Maybe I'll see you in another sixteen years."
As she slung open the door, she came face to face to her reflection…with chocolate hair.
"Um," the girls stammered, "hi."
Christy rolled her eyes, "Hello, Rory."
"Should I know you?"
Christy laughed bitterly, "You should, but your mother is a bitch."
Rory gasped as her mother joined them, "Mom, what's going on?"
"Please," Lorelai pleaded with her daughters, "can you both come inside so we can talk?"
"I don't want to talk," Christy huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm asking for five minutes," Lorelai begged, "five minutes and then you can stomp away."
"Is there coffee?" Christy frowned, "Or vodka?"
Lorelai rolled her eyes, "There's coffee."
"You get three minutes and I'm gone," Christy threw her hands to her sides before stomping back into the diner.
"Back so soon?" Jess smirked when she practically ran into him.
"Coffee."
"Oh," Jess mused, "snippy."
Christy sat on one of the bar stools and rested with her back against the bar before crossing her arms over her chest, "Well, someone has finally decided to be a mother."
Lorelai sent her an exasperated look before walking towards a flannel curtain behind the counter, "C'mon."
Christy shook her head as Jess handed her a mug of coffee, "I don't think so, woman."
"There are people in here," Lorelai sighed, "and I have a feeling this will get out of hand."
"I would prefer to stay here," Christy told her shortly, "and you're down to two minutes."
"Luke," Lorelai whined to her boyfriend.
Luke nodded before walking around the counter, "Alright, everyone out!"
There were murmurs from the few patrons before they all sauntered out of the restaurant.
"One minute," Christy snapped, "say something."
"Yes," Rory agreed, "Please."
"We're gunna…" Luke mumbled before practically dragging Jess into the kitchen.
Lorelai ignored him and turned to Rory, "Rory, honey, I need you to listen before you get upset."
"I'm already upset," Rory huffed, crossing her arms over her chest, "there's a girl with purple hair that looks just like me and I don't understand how that could be because I don't remember being cloned, so, please, explain."
"You're a twin," Lorelai explained slowly, "I know that's a lot to take in and apparently I can't go into a lot because Christyana is scowling at me. Pretty much, everything was okay for the first year, I guess. I mean, I was still living with my parents and then it was all just too much, so as you know, I ran."
Lorelai took a deep breath before continuing, "Well, that caused a whole lot of drama that I just don't want to talk about right now and basically, Straub and Francine demanded that Chris had custody of at least one of you and I'm still not really sure that everything that happened was legal, but anyways, it happened."
"I tried to see you," she told Christy, "I swear I did, but it was just too hard, trying to please them and be a part of that terrible world…"
"Oh," Christy chuckled bitterly, slamming her coffee mug down, "that's just great," she stood, "newsflash! I am a part of that world!"
"That's not what I meant," Lorelai insisted, "I wasn't cut out for DAR meetings and launch parties and cotillions and I never wanted for my kids to be a part of it either…"
"What's so wrong with launch parties and cotillions?" Christy interrupted, "Yes, I get it. They're stuffy and some of the people can be snots, but you know what makes it worth it? Seeing how proud my grandparents are and how happy it makes them that their party is going well and that I'm there to see it."
"Christyana," Lorelai sighed, "I don't have that relationship with my mother, sweets, and I never have."
"She knows Grandma?" Rory suddenly spoke, looking at her mother with wide blue eyes.
"I actually didn't know that," Lorelai informed them, "I thought she cut you out like she did us."
"Lorelai," Christy rolled her eyes, "she didn't cut you out…you cut yourself out."
"All you know is their side of the story and that's not fair," Lorelai pouted, "you've had sixteen years of hearing nothing but them belittle me!"
"They've never belittled you," Christy shook her head, "they just don't understand your thinking."
"Why were you never at Christmas or anything?" Rory turned to Christy, "I mean, it's supposed to be all of the family, right?"
"You would think," Christy shrugged, taking a sip of her coffee, "but Grandma and Grandpa know that you don't know anything about me, so in order to shield you from this and keep what little relationship they have with their daughter, we did separate things."
"I've never met Dad's parents," Rory frowned, "are they uptight like Grandma and Grandpa?"
"Grandma and Grandpa aren't uptight," Christy defended, "they're just socialites. And Gramma and Pop are too, but they're a little less strict than Grandma. But, I mean, Grandma's whole life is the DAR and parties while Gramma and Pop have me and have other things to focus on."
"Her life has always been nothing but the DAR," Lorelai jumped in.
Christy rolled her eyes before looking back at Rory, "So, I hear you're a super genius."
Rory laughed a little, "I don't know about that."
"Where do you go to school?" Christy asked, "St. A's, St. M's, Eastridge, Hartford Prep?" she rambled off the private school in the area known for their geniuses.
"Stars Hollow High," Rory told her, "but I applied for Chilton earlier this summer…I'm still waiting to hear back from them though."
"Well," Christy chuckled a little, "it's good you ran into me now and not at Chilton."
"You go to Chilton?" Rory cocked her head to the side, intrigued.
"Yep," Christy nodded, "I actually took a class earlier this summer…I learned all about the inside of our government," she rolled her eyes, "worst month of my life."
Rory laughed, "What are your plans for after high school?"
"That's kind of up in the air right now," Christy shrugged, "the grandparents really want me to carry on the Yale tradition, but I really want to go into fashion."
"I bet my mother loves that," Lorelai snipped to herself.
"She doesn't care for the idea," Christy snapped back, "but she is supportive," she turned back to Rory, "so, what I'm thinking is going for Business and then when I start on my Master's, start doing online classes for Fashion Design."
"You're into fashion?" Rory questioned and Christy nodded, "Ya know, Mom sews…"
"That's nice," Christy cut her off, "what are your plans after high school?"
"Harvard," Rory grinned proudly, "for Journalism."
"Interesting," Christy smirked, "my best friend is actually Harvard bound. It's been her dream since we were in Pre-K. She's overloading on summer classes right now to make sure she can," she made air quotes, "keep up. She will be a half a year ahead of everyone when we start again."
"That sounds intense," Rory breathed out before sipping out of Christy's coffee cup, "wow, that is extremely sweet…oh, I am so sorry. That's not mine. I'm just used to having..."
Christy laughed a little, "It's fine."
Rory stood and poured her some coffee before joining Christy back at the bar. The two then lost themselves in sixteen years of catching up. They were so caught up that they didn't notice their mother sauntering up the stairs.
As soon as she walked thru the door, Luke insisted that Jess leave. Lorelai plopped down on the couch and waited for the door to slam before she rested against her boyfriend.
"Would you like to explain what just happened?" Luke asked.
"It's really a long story," Lorelai sighed.
"I've got the time."
Lorelai took a deep breath before she started talking, "When I got pregnant, I had twins, Lorelai Leigh and Christyana Francine. Everything was fine for a while; the twins and I lived with my parents and Christopher was around, but then I got so tired of being under Richard and Emily's thumb and, as you know, I ran."
"When I got here, Christopher's parents insisted that he have custody of a least one of the girls," Lorelai frowned, "honestly, that whole time is such a blur that I'm not really sure if what happened was legal. Anyways, by the time the custody battle was in full swing, Christopher was out of the picture. And at that point, Straub and Francine got custody of Christyana and I got custody of Rory."
"That doesn't make sense," Luke frowned, "how can they separate twins like that?"
Lorelai shrugged, "Like I said, I'm still not really sure if it's legal, but that's how it happened. So, I moved to Stars Hollow and I was finally free of Richard and Emily, but I was not free of Straub and Francine…and they were much worse. They wanted complete control of Christyana and all that she did. They had her life planned from the second she was born. I mean, I'm pretty sure there's an arranged marriage somewhere in the cards."
"And then I just stopped going," her voice cracked, "it was terrible, I know, but it was just too hard trying to be perfect. I should've fought for her, Luke, but I didn't," tears slipped from her blue eyes, "I just let them have her without a word and now…now she hates me."
"Lorelai," Luke wrapped his arm around her body and squeezed her against him comfortingly, "she doesn't know you. And, yeah, she's probably mad as hell, but she's sixteen years old. I don't know much about teenagers, but I think being pissed at the world is a trait that they all share. Let her get to know you. She will love you."
"She doesn't want to get to know me," Lorelai frowned, "all she's done is snap at me since I've seen her."
"Give her time," Luke told her before kissing her head.
"Her and Rory seemed to have hit it off," she sighed, "and she knows my mother. Apparently, my parents have been in her life since day one, but no one informs me."
"Then maybe you should call your mother," Luke offered.
Lorelai groaned, "And say what? Should I remind her of my massive amounts of disappointment?"
"You could get some answers," Luke told her, "and maybe get some insight on your daughter's life."
Lorelai sighed, "I guess you're right," she pulled out her cell phone and dialed her mother's phone number.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Mom," Lorelai tried to hide her distain, "it's me."
"Lorelai?"
"Who else calls you Mom?" Lorelai asked sarcastically.
"Well, excuse me," Emily snapped, "I'm not used to you calling me."
"Look, Mom," Lorelai decided to just get right to the point, "I need to ask you something."
"What's that?"
"Have you had any contact with the Hayden's recently?"
"Yes," Emily answered shortly.
"What about Christyana?" Lorelai hated that her voice cracked.
"What about her, Lorelai?"
"What do you mean 'what about her'?" Lorelai demanded, "You've been in contact with my daughter for no telling how long and you haven't even mentioned it? How could you do that?"
"You walked away from her, Lorelai," Emily sighed, "Am I not supposed to have a relationship with my granddaughter just because you never fought for her?"
"I didn't have a choice, Mother," Lorelai insisted.
"You always have a choice," Emily scorned, "when you ran away from us, you ran away from Chrissy. You've had sixteen years of missed opportunities. Did you really expect for your father and me to do the same? Were we just supposed to forget about her as you did?"
"I didn't forget about her!" Lorelai argued, "I have thought about her every day for sixteen years! You have no idea how much I've thought about her! You don't know anything about me!"
"Whose fault is that, Lorelai?" Emily rolled her eyes, "Is that all you wanted?"
"How often do you talk to her?" Lorelai's tone was suddenly sad.
"I talk to her several times a week," Emily told her, "she usually comes by once or twice after school and, of course, I see her at events. She's a good girl, Lorelai. Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
"She's here," Lorelai told her mother quietly.
"Here?" Emily questioned, "Here, where?"
"Stars Hollow," Lorelai clarified, "she's here in Luke's diner."
"Luke? That man you've been dating?" Emily retorted, "What's it been, a year? And we've yet to meet him."
Lorelai groaned, "You'll meet him eventually, Mom. But that's not what we're talking about. We're talking about Christyana. Tell me something about her."
"For Heaven's sake, Lorelai," Emily sighed, "you just said she was there with you…you go talk to her."
"She won't talk to me," Lorelai frowned, "she's snapped at me every chance she's had since she got here."
"Do you blame her?"
"There's all the motherly support I've been looking for," Lorelai rolled her eyes.
"And you would've killed me if I came home with purple hair," Lorelai pouted suddenly.
Emily rolled her eyes, "That is an eye sore, but Francine says that Chrissy is going thru a phase. Plus, it's only for the summer; she'll have to dye it back, thank God, when she goes back to Chilton."
"Rory applied for Chilton," Lorelai informed her mother, "we should know something soon."
"Well, then I guess it's good she's finding out about Christyana now."
"Is that all you have to say about Rory applying for Chilton?"
Emily shrugged to herself, "I'm sure she will get in. She's a brilliant girl. I could put in a good word with Hanlin, if you'd like."
"Who?"
Emily rolled her eyes again, "Hanlin Charleston, the Headmaster of Chilton."
"No, no," Lorelai quickly shut her mother down, "I want her to get in on her merits, not because you're cozy with the Headmaster."
"Nonsense, Lorelai," Emily sighed, "but as you wish."
"I have to go, Mom," Lorelai huffed, "I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah," Emily pressed her lips together, "I'll talk to you at Christmas."
Lorelai sighed heavily after hanging up the phone, "She sees her several times a week."
"Lorelai," Luke started, "your daughter is downstairs…go talk to her."
"She won't talk to me."
"Maybe not now," Luke shrugged, "but maybe if you show you're interested in reconnecting. Then just give her time. She will love you, Lorelai…everyone does."
Lorelai grinned before kissing him softly, "I love you, Lucas."
Luke rolled his eyes playfully, "Please don't call me that."
"Would you rather me call you Boyfriend or Pookie or Lover Boy?" Lorelai giggled.
"Oh, jeez," Luke huffed before forcing his girlfriend to stand, "go talk to your daughters."
Lorelai frowned before taking a deep breath and demanding lightly, "Kiss."
Luke stood from the couch and kissed her tenderly, "And, by the way, I love you too."
She smiled before linking her fingers with his before guiding him downstairs where they found Rory and Christy sharing a plate of chili cheese fries while Jess was leaning against the counter, reading a beat up book.
"Hey," Christy started, "after we're done, we should go around town. From what I've seen, it look really cute."
"Of course," Rory smiled, "and it's a little crazy sometimes, but I love it."
"And maybe," Rory started after a minute, "after we go around town," she considered her words carefully, "maybe I could meet my grandparents."
Again, sorry for the wait! And I know that in the first chapter I made it seem like Christy didn't know about Rory, but I kind of changed my mind. I hope that it still makes sense. Your feedback is greatly appreciated! Loves!