𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 & 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 | ❝You want to eat everyone you see and I don't want to eat at all. Sounds to me like we'd be great friends.❞
In which an anorexic girl believed losing was the only way to win the game. Or, alternatively, Rory Swan's road to re...
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EVERY HOUR WAS WORSE than the last. It'd only been 24 hours, but it seemed like a lifetime. Every thought in Lorelai's head revolved around Bella: her safety, what she was going through, where she was, who was after her, why they were after her. Bella was in danger. That was all that mattered to her. Jasper promised they'd bring her sister home, but what if they were too late? What if they made a mistake? What if they weren't strong enough—?
"That's not breakfast," pointed out Charlie Swan. He shot a glance at the cup of Coca Cola in Lorelai's small hands.
"Neither is Beer," argued the brunette.
Lying to him about this whole situation was difficult. She could lie about herself all she wanted, but Bella was their weakness. Last night, Bella had made up an argument to put some distance between her and Charlie—likely to keep the nomads away from the house. She'd insisted that she needed to get out of the house before she'd be stuck with him like their mother was for all those years. It was harsh, but Lorelai understood why she'd said that. It was for her family's safety, even if she didn't like it.
It didn't matter how informed Charlie Swan was—truth or not. He wasn't taking the situation in its entirety well at all, which was expected. In just 24 hours, he was drinking more than usual, he was twitchy and irritable. He hadn't slept more than a few hours last night. His condition added to the list of worries compiling in Lorelai's head. It seemed like all she could do was worry—worry about Bella, worry about the Cullens, worry about Charlie. She felt helpless.
She leaned against the kitchen countertop, nibbling on a Lifesaver that had been waiting for her in her pocket. "Maybe you should eat something, Dad," suggested Lorelai.
Charlie scoffed. "I gotta say, Lor, that's—"
"Rory," interrupted Lorelai. She felt timid, shy all of a sudden when Charlie gave her a questioning look. Her tone softened as she added, "It's what I'm going by now. Rory."
Charlie sighed. "Well, whoever you are, that's absolute gold coming from you," he finished.
Rolling her eyes, Lorelai calmly argued, "I'm serious. You need to keep your energy up. You know... in case Bella or Renée or Phil or... I don't know, someone calls."
Charlie was right. He knew it. She knew it. They both knew it. Believe her, Lorelai wanted to eat for the very reasons she mentioned, but she couldn't do it. The thought of eating made her feel nauseated, bloated, congested even. In the beginning, she starved herself because it gave her a sense of false security and control. Now, she was too content with how small she was to even entertain the thought of eating most days.
But... she was willing to try to eat something. Just a little. For Bella. For Charlie.
Retrieving her phone from her pocket, Lorelai tapped in her password while sipping on her soda. She scrolled through her most recent thread of texts, hoping that she'd gotten a response from her sister or Jasper that she missed, hoping that maybe one of them had at least left her on read. Then, at least, maybe Lorelai could have some peace of mind. Coincidentally, they were the only people she had tried to contact.
lor bella wtf
lor you can't just LEAVE LIKE THAT!!!!!
lor dad and i are freaking the fuck out, yk. can you call or text one of us soon???
lor if you have to kick some vampire ass, just like.... IDK
lor throw some holy water on them???? or garlic????
lor look jasper didn't actually tell me how to defeat a vampire, but i'm sure one of those ideas should work
lor btw when you come home, i'm gonna kick your ass so hard you'll taste my toes for weeks
lor yes i stole that from pinterest
lor ANYWAYS be safe, text me soon
lor don't be a little bitch ok? DESTROY those vampires
lor btw are those vampires white
lor bc i told you
lor white people are crazy.
lor ok i'm gonna go but i love u
lor like a little bit ALL MESSAGES DELIVERED!
Lorelai sighed. No response, no sign that her texts had been read. She opened the messages she had sent to one Jasper.
rory :) jasper wtf dude
rory :) just because you're dead doesn't give you the right to try and give me a fucking heart attack
rory :) between breaking into my house and scaring the fucking dickens out of me, i think you legit killed me
rory :) idk if you know what that means bc you're as old as my grandpa (LOL)
rory :) but seriously! you can't just come into my house, act all crazy, and then DISAPPEAR, STUPID
rory :) if i was ur gf, i'd probably destroy u
rory :) but yk what? bc we're friends, i won't
rory :) i miss you.
rory :) i'm sorry for getting so mad at you yesterday. i overreacted. i got defensive because it confuses me when people actually care. you were just worried about me
rory :) and here i am, getting all fired up because i'm worried about you
rory :) all of you
rory :) come back home soon please
rory :) idk what the vampire equivalent is, but i hope you arrest or kill or WHATEVER those nomads
rory :) just come back to me in one piece, okay? ALL MESSAGES DELIVERED!
She sighed. Still nothing. She placed her phone aside, unsure of what to do from there. It wasn't like she had anything to do other than wait for a text or call from Bella or one of the Cullens or... anyone, really. Alone again.
Then, the call came.
The sound of a phone ringing sent Lorelai's soul flying out of her body. Jolting, she whipped her head to see Charlie hurriedly answer his phone. He reached for it in an instant and spoke a rather aggressive greeting.
That was how Lorelai Swan was getting on the next flight to Phoenix, Arizona.
