Oh my God! Oh my God!

Rory.

Don't say a word!

Okay.

It had been almost 3 months since Jess Mariano had agreed to forget the kiss that had made his head reel. For weeks he had tried to forget it, he knew nothing would come of it but as hard as he tried he couldn't be distracted from the fact that Rory Gilmore; the sainted daughter of Stars Hollow had kissed him; the devil incarnate of the same location. Despite his unsound mind, Jess had manage to survive the summer, he worked all day in his uncle's diner, played basketball in the late afternoon, and even managed to see a few movies, all in all Jess remained quite functional throughout the last 10 weeks. Until, that is Rory Gilmore returned to Stars Hollow a week ago. Now he spends his mornings holed up in his room while his uncle serves the morning customers, works 5 hours in the afternoon when he knows she won't be in, and then as the dinner crowd arrives he rushes out the door to seek sanctuary at the only place that ever made him feel welcome…

It is now 9pm on a Sunday night, school starts tomorrow so the diner is rather slow and Jess is at his usual place, kicking his feet against the wooden boards of Stars Hollow's only bridge. The night is warm, but there's a cool breeze in the air that makes the people move a little faster and close their doors a little earlier leaving the streets quiet and deserted. Jess sits soundlessly content with the night, much like him restless warm inside with a bitter undertone unsure of which way to turn. His face lacks expression; his body relays the message. His shoulder slouched and crooked his head sagging into his chest, almost touching his feet. Uncontrollably he sighs as her look of terror enters his mind.

Don't say a word!

It had been three months and he'd practically stopped talking, he had kept his promise, but at what cost? Jess Mariano was no longer himself, he was quiet and detached unable to smile let alone smirk, he was unfeeling and indifferent. His uncle had noticed the change right away and called him on it; Jess had his chance; his chance to free himself, to finally talk about what had gone on that spring afternoon, he tried to tell his uncle, but he couldn't. Jess knew that no matter how much it hurt him not to talk it, it would only cause more problems for Rory if he did. Jess didn't really want to talk to his uncle, Luke Danes about it anyway…the man had been chasing after Rory's successor, Lorelei Gilmore for years to no avail. Jess never wanted to speak to anyone again…anyone but Rory Gilmore, but he knew that he'd just upset her even more, and he couldn't bear to see her cry again. That's why he stayed away, that's why he is sitting on the bridge in the dark, alone…

The muscles on Jess' neck tighten as the sound of footstep sound behind him.

"H-hi." Rory Gilmore's voice stumbles.

Jess remains unmoving, staring across the water.

"I-I've been home for almost a week…"

"Yeah, I heard that." Jess answers wryly.

"Well, I haven't seen you in the diner or at all even so I…

"What?" Jess' voice is stern.

"I came looking for you."

"Why?" Jess asks picking a rock up and throwing it across the water.

"Because…"

Jess turns suddenly, is eyes filled with fire, "You still with Dean?"

"Wha—"

"Well?"

"Yes, I guess…I don't know I haven't really spoken to him much the summer…"

"Don't they have phones in Washington?" Jess says angrily.

"Yes…but I was busy with Chilton stuff…and you met Paris she's a control fre—

"Like you said, you've been back for a week."

"H-He was in Chicago until yesterday."

"So, why didn't you go see him today?"

"B-because I wanted to talk to you first…"

*A/N Ok just a little starter thing here, I've never really done present stories so here's my attempt at a serious one I've been watching a lot of angsty kind of stuff so it probably reflects my work well I let me know what you think, I hope you all like it.