Gilmore girls: your own storyline.

Chapter 13

I finally get home and somehow get in my pyjamas, then in bed. It's a blur really. I don't even remember getting out of my car.

"Giselle, honey? Wake up your gonna be late for school," she says and I open my eyes. I look down at the floor to see my broken alarm clock. I thought I broke it in my dreams, I guess the line between reality and delusion has somehow blurred my memory. I jump out of bed and run downstairs all the way outside in my pyjamas. I quickly run over to Tristan's house. I can usually see him through the window from down here but he's not there. I look at their driveway and see a for sale sign on his convertible. So I guess I didn't dream that part. I walk back to my house and back to my room then get under the covers of my bed where my mom is still sitting just how I left her.

"Giselle? " she asks in confusion when I stuff my face in my pillow.

"Mom?" I ask in the same tone.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I come in here... to wake you up and see that you're losing your shit. And are those drool stains on your pillow?" she asks.

"No. They're tear stains, mom." I say but my voice is muffled from the pillow.

"Why were you crying, is everything okay? do you need a check-up or something?" she asks.

"Tristan. His parents sent him to military school yesterday. We broke up. and no, I don't need a check-up." I tell her.

"And what is this that you're doing? You never get this sad after a breakup," she asks.

"I know mom. This is weird for me too," I tell her.

"You can stay home if you want," she says.

"Thanks." I thank her. 

"When is your winter break again?" she asks me and I flip over and sit up so that my back is leaning against the headboard. Mom scotches further down the bed to make space for my legs.

"Our last day of school is this Friday, why?" I ask her.

"I hate to do this to you, but I've been called into another hospital for a patient," she tells me.

"Where and how long?" I ask.

"Ohio and I leave Thursday for five days, maybe more. Depends on how severe the case is by then," she tells me.

"So what now? I've never been alone in the house before. Usually, Dad or uncle Mason are with me." I say.

"Yeah. Well, that's why you're gonna spend half your break with your father." Mom tells me.

"No, no way." I refuse.

"Yes. I don't want you in the house alone, so unless you've got another alternative..." Mom says.

"What about Rory's, I can ask to stay there until you get back," I suggest.

"I guess if she and her mom say yes, that's okay," she says.

"Okay I'll ask tomorrow, but for now I'm just gonna sleep if you don't mind," I say and she rubs my arm lightly, kisses my forehead then leaves my room to head to work.

I mostly slept all day, ordered pizza, but I didn't eat it, then went back to sleep. I just can't believe how fast it all went yesterday. One moment I was looking for him in the men's bathroom and the next I'm crying by the lockers.

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I wake up the next morning, shower, blow dry my hair, get dressed, and go to school. I actually forgot to get my car keys because I got so used to him picking me up. School isn't even that far so I think I'm gonna walk.