Years to Come || (Gilmore Girls based fanfiction) (Dean X Reader)

Chapter Forty-One

"Dress casually tomorrow, no work is needed, just show up to Stars Hollow." I furrow my brows, and stand there in silence. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, Yes....I do President Lee." I say, as he hums.

"Good, be on time." The call ends, I carefully stack it onto the wall. The front door opens, as I watch both my parents come in with folders.

"Ah, Isabella-why are you standing there?" I walk slowly away and approach them.

"I got a call from my boss, where have you two been?" I ask, as she looks to my father. "Obvious I know, business meeting." My mother caresses my shoulder, and gives me a folder. "What is this for?" I say taking it.

"Well, we've been recommended to give you this, as a gift." I confusingly open it, and see an apartment. "Since you've been accepted to your dream college."

"What?! How do you know?" I ask, my father acceptingly nods. "You found the letters....oh god." I say as their faces drop.

"Isabella language!" My father scorns. "Anyways I am so proud that the three top colleges want you!" 

"Three? I only applied for two...they sent me a scholarship..?" I ask, my father nods. "I haven't even picked when or where or even what I'll do yet."

"Don't worry, we won't rush you, you're still young." My mother says, while walking away with my father. "Oh yeah, start packing, the place is already furnished."

"T-thank you?" I say while they leave me alone. 

The timing, is ironically perfect that I don't believe this is real. I look down at the modern apartment, satisfied with their taste. I wanna leave here so bad, I'm gonna rush today and tomorrow. I sprint up the stairs and bust through my room door, I grab all my suit cases and bags. I scurry around the room, and start stuffing clothes first into the bags. 

I hear a light knock at my window, I close my room door and quickly help Charles in. He confusingly looks around the room. 

"I have never seen your room messy, is something wrong?" He looks down at me. "Did your parents force you to marry a hot billionaire?" He fake gasps, I punch him.

"I'm moving out, and would love your help." I say, he happily hugs me, lifting me off the ground, he spins. 

"Wow! You're finally separating from your parents! My little girl is growing up!" He drops me.

"Okay, alright calm down--my parents are still here." He playfully zips his lips closed. "So are you gonna help while sharing gossip?"

"Of course." He says, we both get started.

After a while, we almost finish up. I decide to take majority of my things, since I don't have a lot to begin with. I never liked asking for things, I had a fear of my parents saying no, so it makes sense. I start to hear footsteps, I quickly hide Charles and unlock my door. I struggle and carry all my things out. As I slowly walk down the stairs, I watch my parents have a confused face.

"You're leaving already?" My mother shocking states.

"Why not?" I say exhausted. 

"Well, at least let the help carry your things." She waves over towards them. 

"No, no, I don't wanna bother them." I say as the ladies come up to me, they whisper to me.

"Trust me, Ms. Isabella, we do wanna help you?" The lady gives me a sweet smile before lifting some bags. 

"Thank you." I say, we all walk out.

As Peter rushes over he helps put it in my car, I turn around seeing Charles leaving my room. I gasp, making my mother turn around. I stop them, and pretend I'm shooing a bee away. I nervously laugh, and see Charles notice. He falls, and I stifle a laugh while seeing all my things in. 

"Mother I am grown, and excited to see the place in person. Trust me, I won't leave forever." I kiss them both goodbye and get in with the folder. "Thank you all." I smile, and start the car. I am finally free, I yell while driving. SO many years and now I can do what I want! But I still have work tomorrow....