21.09.2006, 10:14
So, ich hab eben noch mal versucht die Schrifttypen in allen Kapiteln anzugeleichen, was aber irgendwie nicht möglich ist, es passiert nämlich einfach nichts. Ich werde dran bleiben und als Entschädigung hier das nächste Kapitel:
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Chapter 3: Pictures and a date
While Emily was snooping around Lorelai's house, Christopher had invited Lorelai to a romantic date. The dates with Luke had always included dinner, a movie, and then going home. Or skipping the movies to go home and make out faster. But this date was different.
Chris had rented an open air movie theater just for the two of them. The dinner consisted of tacos, popcorn, and jello. Nothing Luke would have approved of.
He doesn't care if I am rotting my insides, Lorelai thought and then scolded herself for that thought. Luke was not there anymore. They were no longer engaged and no longer together. She sighed and took another handful of popcorn.
“Hey Lor' is the movie okay?” Chris asked her and laid his right arm around her shoulders.
“Uhuh” She said and tried to find a way to wiggle out of his embrace, without being too obvious.
“You’re quiet. You're sure everything is alright?” He asked and gave her shoulder a squeeze.
“Yeah, sure, just watching the movie.” She answered and gave him a forced smile.
“Good!” He smiled relieved and kissed her cheek.
Luke would have known that I am lying, shot through her head. She put her hand on the back of Chris's head and pulled him close for a kiss, which only lasted some seconds. She had to get the Luke thoughts out of her head. When they broke apart she laced her fingers through Chris's, on her shoulder and lay her head on his shoulder.
After Emily had gotten over the initial shock the description on the back of the drawing had caused, she made her way back downstairs. Until now she had found absolutely nothing about Luke, no letter, no present, no picture. Knowing Lorelai she knew these things had to be somewhere. Lorelai would never throw them away.
After going through all of Lorelai’s drawers in the whole house, she finally found what she had been looking for downstairs in the closet: The Luke box. Or better: the Luke boxes, because there were at least ten of them, taking all the space in the closet.
She pulled the one on top out and carried it with her into the living room where she set it down on the table. She opened the box and started to pull out the contents: Two flannel-shirts, a blue ribbon, a book, aftershave, several notes and letters bundled up together, a spatula, several coffee cups, a tooth brush, a yellow flower, and a photo-album.
At first she threw the toothbrush, the spatula and the shirts back into the box. Then she looked through the notes:
“Just heat up the mashed potatoes, but not on the stove! Stay away from it. Do us all a favor and use your microwave. I hope Rory will feel better soon. Luke”
on a napkin it said.
Nicole?
Pay you back every month from the moment the Inn is set. 2 interests. Okay?
Thank you sooo much! You're my hero!
And on a yellow post it Emily found even more notes.
“Hey sleeping beauty, coffee is downstairs. See you later, X Luke”
“Hope you're feeling better. Call me when youre up, L.”
“We still on for tonight? Pick you up at eight, Love L.”
“Rory called. Said you should call her back. Your mother also called. Checked the ID and let it through to the answering machine. Talk to you later, Luke”
“Your breakfast is in the fridge, stop by the diner later. Miss you! L.”
“Paul Anka is at Babette's. I will spend the day with April, but will stop by tonight. Thanks for forgiving me. I love you! Luke”
“Jeez, Lorelai, where the heck are you? I tried to call you and stopped by several times. Call me when youre home. I'm worried about you. L.”
Emily opened the envelopes as well, but instead of letters she found postcards inside.
“I arrived here this morning and let me tell you, TJ is already driving me crazy. The fair is full of lunatics and Liz's babbling is not making it better. Talk to you later. Luke”
“So, wow, nice talk last night. And, well, you know me, I couldn't react immediately and before I chicken out again: I miss you, too. A lot actually. Yours Luke”
“Last card and I think it will be home after me, but I sent it as well... I am glad I'll be home soon. Luke
P.S: I will be coming home today! Miss you”
In the second envelope there had only been one card.
“Hello Lorelai
The trip with April is going a lot better than I thought and she actually called me “Dad” in front of her friends. Couldn't get you on the phone so I thought I would write you a card and tell you this. April says hello as well. I'll call you tomorrow. Love you, Luke
P.S.: April likes a boy named “Freddy”. Should I beat him up now or wait a few more days?”
Emily had to smile involuntarily at the last sentence, but then put the cards back in the envelopes, as well as the notes.
“You're coming home with me?” Chris asked and kissed Lorelai softly after the movie was over.
“Nah, I don't think that's a good idea.” Lorelai said while fidgeting with her hands. They were still in Chris’s car.
“Why not? I think it's a very good idea. We could continue the evening.” Chris said seductively and kissed her again. Longer and more passionate this time, but Lorelai pulled back.
“Chris, Gigi is home and my mother is alone at my house which is giving me a very uneasy feeling inside. Please, drive me home.” She said and tried to smile at him.
“Okay, we will continue this the next time.” Chris grinned and started the engine.
Lorelai felt relieved, another night without Chris to look forward to. Since that horrible night she had always gotten out of sleeping with him again. She could barely bear his kisses, how would she get through having sex with him? She knew it came with the territory of being his girlfriend, but she wasn't looking forward to it.
She had never had a boyfriend were she had avoided the sexual aspect actually she had had her fair share of relationships which were only based on that. She felt pathetic when she thought about never having sex again, maybe she should become a nun. She wanted to have sex, but only with Luke.
With those thoughts in her head she was staring out of the window while Chris drove her back home to Stars Hollow.
Emily had opened the first photo album and was through Rory's baby and toddler pictures when the first one got her attention.
“Caterpillar Emilio's funeral: Rory and Luke, both deeply moved”
Lorelai had written under it. The picture showed eleven year old Rory next to Luke, who held a small black box, while Rory was reading something. Luke's free hand was lying on Rory's shoulder and his look was full of adoration for this little girl.
“Mom harassing Luke” was written under another picture where an annoyed looking Luke was carrying Lorelai up the stairs. Her left leg was in a cast and she was laughing hysterically.
The album was finished and Emily started to look through the assortment of pictures which lay in a photo-box. She put all the pictures with Luke in them in a separate pile, which was nearly half of the pictures.
“Luke and Rory, Chilton graduation”
“Luke, Lane, Rory, and me Thanksgiving 1998”
“The flying Kirk, a picture initiated by Luke”
“My hero Luke fixing stove Emma with the help of Bert”
“Luke asleep on our couch”
“Burger boy swimming in the lake”
“Our first dance”
“Hon' and me Christmas 2005”
“Rory, Luke, and me New Year’s eve 2005”
The photos showed Luke on nearly every occasion. There were pictures of her daughter and the diner-man as a happy couple. Some pictures were taken with their knowledge, but the sweeter ones without their knowledge. Emily had never realized how present Luke had been in her daughter's life even before they had become a couple, but the pictures documented that clearly, visible for everyone who looked through them.
The last picture was still in her hand when she heard a car pull up the driveway. She threw the pictures back into the box, then packed everything back into the Luke-box and ran with it to the closet. The closet door just closed when the front-door opened and Lorelai and Chris stepped in.
“Oh, mom, you're still awake.” Lorelai said surprised when she saw Emily in the entrance.
“Yes, I was just... uh... watching TV and now I wanted to get something to drink.” Emily said out of breath.
“You okay?” Lorelai narrowed her eyes at her mother.
“Yes, I am just very thirsty and ran out here.” Emily said like it was the most normal thing on earth.
“You ran out here?” Lorelai repeated and stressed the word “ran”.
“Yes. Did you have a nice evening?” Emily tried to change the topic.
“Yes, very nice.” Chris smiled and slung his arm around Lorelai's waist. Lorelai jumped at the contact and it was now Emily who narrowed her eyes.
“Didn't you say you were thirsty?” Lorelai asked and looked at her mother.
“Yes, do you want something?” Emily asked overly-politely.
“No, we're good.” Chris answered and tightened his grip around Lorelai's waist.
While Emily was in the kitchen she heard them whisper in the foyer.
“What if I stay here? I'll make it worth your while.” Chris whispered and then seemed to kiss her. At least it sounded like it.
“Chris, I have to get up really early tomorrow. Thanks for the nice evening. I'll call you, okay?”
“Okay, bye!” He kissed her again.
“Bye Emily!” He yelled into the kitchen.
“Bye Christopher!” Emily yelled back and heard how he whispered “I'll miss you” to Lorelai. She remained silent.
Emily emerged out of the kitchen and saw Lorelai still standing in front of the door, staring blankly ahead.
“Lorelai?” Emily asked softly and touched Lorelai's shoulder.
“I'm going to bed. Good night mom!” Lorelai said and rushed up the stairs and slammed the door shut behind her. Emily looked after her and sighed, before she turned off the lights and went to bed herself.
TBC
Chapter 3: Pictures and a date
While Emily was snooping around Lorelai's house, Christopher had invited Lorelai to a romantic date. The dates with Luke had always included dinner, a movie, and then going home. Or skipping the movies to go home and make out faster. But this date was different.
Chris had rented an open air movie theater just for the two of them. The dinner consisted of tacos, popcorn, and jello. Nothing Luke would have approved of.
He doesn't care if I am rotting my insides, Lorelai thought and then scolded herself for that thought. Luke was not there anymore. They were no longer engaged and no longer together. She sighed and took another handful of popcorn.
“Hey Lor' is the movie okay?” Chris asked her and laid his right arm around her shoulders.
“Uhuh” She said and tried to find a way to wiggle out of his embrace, without being too obvious.
“You’re quiet. You're sure everything is alright?” He asked and gave her shoulder a squeeze.
“Yeah, sure, just watching the movie.” She answered and gave him a forced smile.
“Good!” He smiled relieved and kissed her cheek.
Luke would have known that I am lying, shot through her head. She put her hand on the back of Chris's head and pulled him close for a kiss, which only lasted some seconds. She had to get the Luke thoughts out of her head. When they broke apart she laced her fingers through Chris's, on her shoulder and lay her head on his shoulder.
After Emily had gotten over the initial shock the description on the back of the drawing had caused, she made her way back downstairs. Until now she had found absolutely nothing about Luke, no letter, no present, no picture. Knowing Lorelai she knew these things had to be somewhere. Lorelai would never throw them away.
After going through all of Lorelai’s drawers in the whole house, she finally found what she had been looking for downstairs in the closet: The Luke box. Or better: the Luke boxes, because there were at least ten of them, taking all the space in the closet.
She pulled the one on top out and carried it with her into the living room where she set it down on the table. She opened the box and started to pull out the contents: Two flannel-shirts, a blue ribbon, a book, aftershave, several notes and letters bundled up together, a spatula, several coffee cups, a tooth brush, a yellow flower, and a photo-album.
At first she threw the toothbrush, the spatula and the shirts back into the box. Then she looked through the notes:
“Just heat up the mashed potatoes, but not on the stove! Stay away from it. Do us all a favor and use your microwave. I hope Rory will feel better soon. Luke”
on a napkin it said.
Nicole?
Pay you back every month from the moment the Inn is set. 2 interests. Okay?
Thank you sooo much! You're my hero!
And on a yellow post it Emily found even more notes.
“Hey sleeping beauty, coffee is downstairs. See you later, X Luke”
“Hope you're feeling better. Call me when youre up, L.”
“We still on for tonight? Pick you up at eight, Love L.”
“Rory called. Said you should call her back. Your mother also called. Checked the ID and let it through to the answering machine. Talk to you later, Luke”
“Your breakfast is in the fridge, stop by the diner later. Miss you! L.”
“Paul Anka is at Babette's. I will spend the day with April, but will stop by tonight. Thanks for forgiving me. I love you! Luke”
“Jeez, Lorelai, where the heck are you? I tried to call you and stopped by several times. Call me when youre home. I'm worried about you. L.”
Emily opened the envelopes as well, but instead of letters she found postcards inside.
“I arrived here this morning and let me tell you, TJ is already driving me crazy. The fair is full of lunatics and Liz's babbling is not making it better. Talk to you later. Luke”
“So, wow, nice talk last night. And, well, you know me, I couldn't react immediately and before I chicken out again: I miss you, too. A lot actually. Yours Luke”
“Last card and I think it will be home after me, but I sent it as well... I am glad I'll be home soon. Luke
P.S: I will be coming home today! Miss you”
In the second envelope there had only been one card.
“Hello Lorelai
The trip with April is going a lot better than I thought and she actually called me “Dad” in front of her friends. Couldn't get you on the phone so I thought I would write you a card and tell you this. April says hello as well. I'll call you tomorrow. Love you, Luke
P.S.: April likes a boy named “Freddy”. Should I beat him up now or wait a few more days?”
Emily had to smile involuntarily at the last sentence, but then put the cards back in the envelopes, as well as the notes.
“You're coming home with me?” Chris asked and kissed Lorelai softly after the movie was over.
“Nah, I don't think that's a good idea.” Lorelai said while fidgeting with her hands. They were still in Chris’s car.
“Why not? I think it's a very good idea. We could continue the evening.” Chris said seductively and kissed her again. Longer and more passionate this time, but Lorelai pulled back.
“Chris, Gigi is home and my mother is alone at my house which is giving me a very uneasy feeling inside. Please, drive me home.” She said and tried to smile at him.
“Okay, we will continue this the next time.” Chris grinned and started the engine.
Lorelai felt relieved, another night without Chris to look forward to. Since that horrible night she had always gotten out of sleeping with him again. She could barely bear his kisses, how would she get through having sex with him? She knew it came with the territory of being his girlfriend, but she wasn't looking forward to it.
She had never had a boyfriend were she had avoided the sexual aspect actually she had had her fair share of relationships which were only based on that. She felt pathetic when she thought about never having sex again, maybe she should become a nun. She wanted to have sex, but only with Luke.
With those thoughts in her head she was staring out of the window while Chris drove her back home to Stars Hollow.
Emily had opened the first photo album and was through Rory's baby and toddler pictures when the first one got her attention.
“Caterpillar Emilio's funeral: Rory and Luke, both deeply moved”
Lorelai had written under it. The picture showed eleven year old Rory next to Luke, who held a small black box, while Rory was reading something. Luke's free hand was lying on Rory's shoulder and his look was full of adoration for this little girl.
“Mom harassing Luke” was written under another picture where an annoyed looking Luke was carrying Lorelai up the stairs. Her left leg was in a cast and she was laughing hysterically.
The album was finished and Emily started to look through the assortment of pictures which lay in a photo-box. She put all the pictures with Luke in them in a separate pile, which was nearly half of the pictures.
“Luke and Rory, Chilton graduation”
“Luke, Lane, Rory, and me Thanksgiving 1998”
“The flying Kirk, a picture initiated by Luke”
“My hero Luke fixing stove Emma with the help of Bert”
“Luke asleep on our couch”
“Burger boy swimming in the lake”
“Our first dance”
“Hon' and me Christmas 2005”
“Rory, Luke, and me New Year’s eve 2005”
The photos showed Luke on nearly every occasion. There were pictures of her daughter and the diner-man as a happy couple. Some pictures were taken with their knowledge, but the sweeter ones without their knowledge. Emily had never realized how present Luke had been in her daughter's life even before they had become a couple, but the pictures documented that clearly, visible for everyone who looked through them.
The last picture was still in her hand when she heard a car pull up the driveway. She threw the pictures back into the box, then packed everything back into the Luke-box and ran with it to the closet. The closet door just closed when the front-door opened and Lorelai and Chris stepped in.
“Oh, mom, you're still awake.” Lorelai said surprised when she saw Emily in the entrance.
“Yes, I was just... uh... watching TV and now I wanted to get something to drink.” Emily said out of breath.
“You okay?” Lorelai narrowed her eyes at her mother.
“Yes, I am just very thirsty and ran out here.” Emily said like it was the most normal thing on earth.
“You ran out here?” Lorelai repeated and stressed the word “ran”.
“Yes. Did you have a nice evening?” Emily tried to change the topic.
“Yes, very nice.” Chris smiled and slung his arm around Lorelai's waist. Lorelai jumped at the contact and it was now Emily who narrowed her eyes.
“Didn't you say you were thirsty?” Lorelai asked and looked at her mother.
“Yes, do you want something?” Emily asked overly-politely.
“No, we're good.” Chris answered and tightened his grip around Lorelai's waist.
While Emily was in the kitchen she heard them whisper in the foyer.
“What if I stay here? I'll make it worth your while.” Chris whispered and then seemed to kiss her. At least it sounded like it.
“Chris, I have to get up really early tomorrow. Thanks for the nice evening. I'll call you, okay?”
“Okay, bye!” He kissed her again.
“Bye Emily!” He yelled into the kitchen.
“Bye Christopher!” Emily yelled back and heard how he whispered “I'll miss you” to Lorelai. She remained silent.
Emily emerged out of the kitchen and saw Lorelai still standing in front of the door, staring blankly ahead.
“Lorelai?” Emily asked softly and touched Lorelai's shoulder.
“I'm going to bed. Good night mom!” Lorelai said and rushed up the stairs and slammed the door shut behind her. Emily looked after her and sighed, before she turned off the lights and went to bed herself.
TBC