Rory Drabble
Drabble requested by shobhna_guerin: “6.18: The Real Paul Anka.. Rory's thoughts as she's driving back. :D” So beware, naturally there are spoilers up to and including 6.18!
Rory yelled at the driver in front of her. Could he drive any slower? Didn’t he know that she needed to be back home as soon as possible? But was it really “home” she was driving to? Logan’s apartment. No, their apartment. Their apartment? Which part of it was hers exactly? Clothes, books, her laptop. Nothing she couldn’t pack in a suitcase for a quick departure. And she knew that by experience.
But where else could she go right now? Part of her ached for her mom, but Rory had a feeling that she had enough problems of her own right now. April hadn’t even known who Lorelei was. So how could she tell her mother that they had been introduced first? Not intentionally, but still.
And aside from that, how could she possibly start explaining her feelings when she didn’t even know what she was feeling herself? Jess. Why had she kissed him? No, that wasn’t the right question, she knew the answer to that. Because he was Jess. Why had she stopped kissing him? Logan. Because she loved him. As much as she hated his cheating guts right now, she couldn’t deny it. And that was also the reason why she was driving home to their apartment and not home to Stars Hollow. She needed to make amends. Even if that just meant to clean up and rearrange. Place more of her things along with Logan’s. Make it their place. And then she would feel better. And as soon as the silly boy was back home, she would forgive him. She had to. Because she loved him.
But Jess. She loved him too. Had. Had loved him. Loved him. Loved him? Yes. But still there was Logan. But Jess… Jess would have never betrayed her. Jess needed her. He wouldn’t have thrown away their relationship like that. But then again, hadn’t he done just that? He just left without ever saying a word to her. Rory had to fight back tears because it still hurt. He could have trusted her. He could have told her. He could have stayed. They would have found a way to deal with it all. They would have.
So many times she had wondered, what if? What if he had never left, what if he had come back earlier? Would it be their book that was published by now? Would it be hers? God, he was so incredibly talented. Gifted in ways she could never be. She spend hours studying, learning, working her ass off and Jess? Jess was just a natural. And she envied him for it. That bastard! He was living such a great life while she was struggling. Every day she struggled, she doubted, she wondered. And he… he had his thing. He had left her and found his way in life.
What if he hadn’t left? He wouldn’t be working in that sweet store by now. He wouldn’t have written his novel. And that knowledge hurt more than anything else. And then she had kissed him. He must have thought… Gah, she was a horrible, horrible person. Would he still write her now? Call her occasionally? Send her his next book? No, bring it in person? Or had she lost him forever now? Maybe that would be for the best though. For him. And for her. Because she had Logan now. Logan… That ass!
That sweet, loveable ass that always cared for her and always came back. He never gave up, he always pursued her and followed her until she listened and just had to forgive him. Her dad loved him. Hell, even her mother liked him. She loved him. She loved him. She should have never went on this trip. She should have never kissed Jess. … No. No, it was good that she did, because now she knew for sure that she belonged with Logan. Rory even understood why he did it now. Cheated. After all, she had just done the very same. To get over him, to find someone else to love. But that didn’t work. She just realized it a lot sooner. But then, she was Rory and he was Logan. Logan who was off killing himself with the Life and Death Brigade right now. Ugh. But damn, the times she had trailed along, it had been so much fun!
What would Jess think of her now? She knew he didn’t approve of Logan or the turns her life had taken. He helped her realize that she belonged to college, that she was smart, that she was somebody. And he made her strive to be better. Logan… Logan didn’t. If Jess hadn’t set her head back straight… Jess. She owed him so much and how did she thank him? She had to turn the car right now! Go back to him and apologize and…
No. If she went back right now, she would kiss him again. She knew she would. And she wouldn’t be able to stop again. They had never… They should have. Maybe then he wouldn’t have left?
Rory quickly took the next rest stop exit and slammed on the breaks. She needed coffee. Right now! And she needed someone to yell at her for being so stupid. What if he hadn’t left when she had slept with him? What kind of a thought was that? She threw her hands in the air and silently screamed before exiting the car and going inside to get the biggest, strongest cup they had to offer.
And then she would call Jess. And apologize again. Fix this. Because he might not need her anymore, but she sure needed him. To remind her that there was more. That you can make it in this world, that you can make it even if somebody tells you you can’t. That Mr. Huntzberger didn’t matter. That she could become the best damn journalist out there. And that she already was good enough. At least for one person in this world.
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And I totally suck at this whole 100 words thing. *lol* This is 1000 exactely though, so that must count for something?
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Rory yelled at the driver in front of her. Could he drive any slower? Didn’t he know that she needed to be back home as soon as possible? But was it really “home” she was driving to? Logan’s apartment. No, their apartment. Their apartment? Which part of it was hers exactly? Clothes, books, her laptop. Nothing she couldn’t pack in a suitcase for a quick departure. And she knew that by experience.
But where else could she go right now? Part of her ached for her mom, but Rory had a feeling that she had enough problems of her own right now. April hadn’t even known who Lorelei was. So how could she tell her mother that they had been introduced first? Not intentionally, but still.
And aside from that, how could she possibly start explaining her feelings when she didn’t even know what she was feeling herself? Jess. Why had she kissed him? No, that wasn’t the right question, she knew the answer to that. Because he was Jess. Why had she stopped kissing him? Logan. Because she loved him. As much as she hated his cheating guts right now, she couldn’t deny it. And that was also the reason why she was driving home to their apartment and not home to Stars Hollow. She needed to make amends. Even if that just meant to clean up and rearrange. Place more of her things along with Logan’s. Make it their place. And then she would feel better. And as soon as the silly boy was back home, she would forgive him. She had to. Because she loved him.
But Jess. She loved him too. Had. Had loved him. Loved him. Loved him? Yes. But still there was Logan. But Jess… Jess would have never betrayed her. Jess needed her. He wouldn’t have thrown away their relationship like that. But then again, hadn’t he done just that? He just left without ever saying a word to her. Rory had to fight back tears because it still hurt. He could have trusted her. He could have told her. He could have stayed. They would have found a way to deal with it all. They would have.
So many times she had wondered, what if? What if he had never left, what if he had come back earlier? Would it be their book that was published by now? Would it be hers? God, he was so incredibly talented. Gifted in ways she could never be. She spend hours studying, learning, working her ass off and Jess? Jess was just a natural. And she envied him for it. That bastard! He was living such a great life while she was struggling. Every day she struggled, she doubted, she wondered. And he… he had his thing. He had left her and found his way in life.
What if he hadn’t left? He wouldn’t be working in that sweet store by now. He wouldn’t have written his novel. And that knowledge hurt more than anything else. And then she had kissed him. He must have thought… Gah, she was a horrible, horrible person. Would he still write her now? Call her occasionally? Send her his next book? No, bring it in person? Or had she lost him forever now? Maybe that would be for the best though. For him. And for her. Because she had Logan now. Logan… That ass!
That sweet, loveable ass that always cared for her and always came back. He never gave up, he always pursued her and followed her until she listened and just had to forgive him. Her dad loved him. Hell, even her mother liked him. She loved him. She loved him. She should have never went on this trip. She should have never kissed Jess. … No. No, it was good that she did, because now she knew for sure that she belonged with Logan. Rory even understood why he did it now. Cheated. After all, she had just done the very same. To get over him, to find someone else to love. But that didn’t work. She just realized it a lot sooner. But then, she was Rory and he was Logan. Logan who was off killing himself with the Life and Death Brigade right now. Ugh. But damn, the times she had trailed along, it had been so much fun!
What would Jess think of her now? She knew he didn’t approve of Logan or the turns her life had taken. He helped her realize that she belonged to college, that she was smart, that she was somebody. And he made her strive to be better. Logan… Logan didn’t. If Jess hadn’t set her head back straight… Jess. She owed him so much and how did she thank him? She had to turn the car right now! Go back to him and apologize and…
No. If she went back right now, she would kiss him again. She knew she would. And she wouldn’t be able to stop again. They had never… They should have. Maybe then he wouldn’t have left?
Rory quickly took the next rest stop exit and slammed on the breaks. She needed coffee. Right now! And she needed someone to yell at her for being so stupid. What if he hadn’t left when she had slept with him? What kind of a thought was that? She threw her hands in the air and silently screamed before exiting the car and going inside to get the biggest, strongest cup they had to offer.
And then she would call Jess. And apologize again. Fix this. Because he might not need her anymore, but she sure needed him. To remind her that there was more. That you can make it in this world, that you can make it even if somebody tells you you can’t. That Mr. Huntzberger didn’t matter. That she could become the best damn journalist out there. And that she already was good enough. At least for one person in this world.
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And I totally suck at this whole 100 words thing. *lol* This is 1000 exactely though, so that must count for something?
Tag: Fics