𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃
𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨.
gilmore girls universe.
𐙚 | L O V E , B L U E ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖
──── there was nobody that loved that
blue-eyed girl more than the blue-eyed boy . . .
❝ 𝘉𝘓𝘜𝘌 𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘜𝘛𝘠 𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘋 𝘓𝘜𝘊𝘠...
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𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 ―୨୧⋆ ˚ LUKE'S POV ( a whole luke pov chapter :0 )
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒, ❝𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔❞, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑. It's close to midnight, and I'm driving as fast as humanely possible to reach my helpless, crying daughter. I couldn't ask questions because Lucy hung up shortly after telling me where she was, and now I'm speeding down the treacherous dark roads to reach my kid.
Whoever hurt her will be killed, I swear to God. Nobody hurts my kid── no one.
I don't know why she was crying, but I will get to the bottom of it. I know college has been hard on her, but she seemed so perfectly happy when I called earlier to ask what her plans were for the evening. She told me she had a job working as a bartender for Logan's party tonight, and she seemed raring to go. Did somebody in that party hurt her? Did somebody make her feel uncomfortable? Do I need to murder a couple dozen college kids?
She was supposed to be driving home tomorrow for our weekly Sniffy's dinner, but now I'm the one driving to reach her in the cold, dark night of October. My daughter is sitting in the cold, waiting for me to show up, and despite my best efforts, I can't drive any faster than I am now.
She needs you alive, Luke. Slow down.
I'm coning, kid. I'll be there soon.
After a very dangerous, very fast drive, I finally reach the bar my daughter is working at, and I get out of the car before I can even put it in park. If my truck starts to roll down the street, I don't give a crap. I need to get to Lucy.
I round the corner, stopping in front of the bar. She said she wasn't in the bar. No, her exact words were, "I'm in the alley", which frightened me on a whole other level, but I didn't have time to argue with her because she hung up the phone. I move away from the bar, passing a few partygoers that glare at me as I walk past, and I come to the alley next to the bar.
I step into the alley, moving blind in the dark to reach my kid. "Luce?" I hear a noise in the distance, and I quicken my steps to reach that faint noise── a noise that sounds a little too similar to the sound of crying. "Hey, kid?"
