The flight back home was uneventful, and was almost lonely without half of our group coming with us. I wasn't used to the quiet anymore.
Emma asked if she could go home with Odette and Logan, and that was okay with me, because I needed to update my resume and get it sent out immediately before any more time was wasted.
Finn and I walked into my apartment complex, and we got to my door – which was...OPEN!? I looked at Finn in a panic and he made me stay back while he went inside. "Hello?" he called, looking around the living room, and then made his way to each room of the house before announcing it was clear. I slowly stepped inside and gasped with tears in my eyes. Everything was thrown all over and violently ransacked. There was extensive damage all over the apartment, not to mention my TV was gone, my Blu Ray Player and Emma's tablet were gone amongst other things. I ran into my room and my jewelry box was wide open, everything of value was taken. I looked around the room and sat on my bed, crying into my hands. I felt so violated and vulnerable.
"What the hell would've happened if you would have been here, Love...?" he asked himself sadly.
"Who do you think would do this?" I whispered.
"I'm pretty positive it wasn't anyone singling you out personally, it's just not the best neighborhood, and they must've been watching your apartment, realizing no one had been here for a couple of days..." he whispered.
"No one even called me... My door has been open for God knows how long, and no one even bothered to tell me... What if we'd have been inside, and killed? No one would've even blinked an eye..." I whispered in realization.
"And that's exactly how we're going to get you out of your lease. Your landlord failed to provide you with a safe environment, and then didn't even alert you once your safety was breached. Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll help you take care of this. I know this must be overwhelming for you" he said.
"Overwhelming doesn't begin to cover it, Finn! I have no job! I have no home! I have no car! I have NOTHING! Do you understand what that means!? Emma can't ever come back here and she's not going to understand. My whole world is falling apart and I don't know what to do!" I cried.
"First things first, we're getting you out of here. Once I get you safe and sound at my place, I will contact your landlord, and I will get everything sorted out with him, and in the meantime, I'm going to call Logan and Luke, and we're going to get everything out of this apartment that's yours. I'll make sure your mom and Ricky come to stay here with you before I leave, and Odette will stay with Emma. Come on, Love. I'll take care of everything" he promised, leading me back outside to the car, and we headed to his place.
By the time we got to Finn's apartment, he had already started a pot of strong coffee and called both Logan and Luke. Each of them offered to leave right away; Finn gave the okay to Luke, but asked Logan to wait and give him some time to get me settled and calmed down before he came over.
I was already in his room, lying down on his bed, because I didn't feel like doing anything other than moping right now, and he understood. As soon as the coffee was ready, he brought me in a cup, and I accepted it graciously.
"Why do you keep sticking with me after I yell at you? I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that" I whispered, taking a drink. He laid down beside me, facing me, and spoke while I drank.
"You know what? You're right. You shouldn't have yelled at me, but I know you weren't yelling at me, just to me. I know you're just frustrated, and you were just taking your frustrations out on me, and you know what? I'm happy to let you. You need to vent, and I'm here for you, no matter what, Rory. And no matter what, I will always do everything within my power to take care of you, whether you let me do it easily, or if I have to force it out of you. I won't let you push me away, I won't let you handle this alone, and I will not let you think that you need to handle this all at once. You and Emma will always have a place to stay with me. And yes, I know I don't have to take care of you – but damn it Rory, I want to. What's the good of having a girlfriend, if you're not willing to walk through fire for her?" he said.
I took a deep breath, set my coffee down and sighed, nodding a little. "I just feel so defeated, Finn. I haven't felt this way in five years – back when it was the last time I had no job, no car, no home... but I guess at least this time I have all my underwear..." I said with tears in my eyes, but then I smirked at the inside joke he had no idea about.
"You can do without that, too, if you'd like. You know, purely for old time's sake, of course" he teased with a wink.
I laughed and just pulled him to me. I needed a hug more than I needed anything else, and he was so good to me. He just held me in his arms while I cried, and breathed in deeply, which was calming to me. I breathed in another deep breath, and just held onto Finn for dear life. Before long, he looked down, and noticed that I'd cried myself to sleep. He smiled down at me and kissed me on the forehead, got up, and walked into the living room.
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Finn's POV
I reached for my phone and dialed Rory's landlord with the number she gave me and let it ring.
"Hi, yes, this is Rory Gilmore's boyfriend, she's a tenant of yours...Were you aware that her unit had been broken into over the weekend?" I asked, waiting for an answer. "Uh huh...and do you realize the risk that you have put both her, and her daughter in for not handling this situation properly...?" I continued, and then I raked my fingers through my hair in frustration. "You're kidding, right? Rory was out of town, and she was nowhere near the premises, therefore having no responsibility for the burglary! She did everything she was supposed to do before leaving for the weekend – doors were locked, windows were locked, everything was fine. You are legally responsible for providing her a safe place to live, so if you're telling me that the apartment was broken into because someone damaged the lock – which they did – then that is one hundred percent on you and the faulty equipment you have installed, and was in no way Rory's responsibility" I said angrily into the phone.
I don't lose my cool often, but when it involves someone messing with those I care about the most, I don't play nice.
"Well, you will hear from my lawyer, who just happens to be a part of the McCrea Law Group. Yeah, that's right, you heard me. He's a close personal friend of mine, and Rory's, and you will not win in a case against him, so I suggest you settle this correctly, and if you do so, then I won't have to drag your ass to court. Your choice" I said.
I smiled triumphantly as I heard the tone in the man's voice change immediately.
"That's exactly how I thought you'd see things as well, sir. Now, I will be back at her apartment with two other men, to remove her belongings from the premises, and I suggest you meet us there so we can talk about this in further detail. I will call you when we're on our way. Goodbye" I said, hanging up the phone, and took in a deep breath.
I sat down on the couch, and flipped on the TV to wait for Luke and Logan. I heard my text message alert and looked at my phone. It was Luke telling me they were about an hour away.
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The Legend - A Gilmore Girls Fan Fiction
FanfictionThis story follows Rory's daily life and all of her struggles, beginning approximately five years after A Year in the Life has ended. This is NOT a sequel to The Aftermath, as this takes a completely different direction. FinnFiction **DISCLAIMER**...