Title: Maybe Then
Author: Coffeeaddict4life
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights pertaining to Gilmore Girls.
Author Note: I hope you like this. The paring is a R/J. This is my first Rory/Jess fic, so let me know what you think.
Setting: the Bridge, at night.
We both knew it was ending but neither of us wanted to admit the sad truth. She would be leaving soon for bigger and better things, things that I could not offer her nor could this town. She was leaving to make something of herself and become what she had always strived for. Where as I, was leaving to get to know the man that left me. I often catch myself blaming the demise of my relationship with Rory on Jimmy but even I know that it is pointless. Thoreau, a wise philosopher said, " Things do not change; we change." I never really thought much of that quote until now. While growing together with Rory, we had changed. But in a way we grew apart, taking what we needed from the other and making it our own. She is apart of me now as I am her. She made me stronger and she showed this whole damn town that behind my "James Dean" exterior was a good heart. But the more I remember the harder it will be for me to let go.
*Which bold face lies will we use?
I hope that you're happy, you really deserve it.
This will be the best for the both of us in the end.*
I hear footsteps softly approaching and immediately know its her. She carefully lowers herself down next to me. We don't speak, both afraid of what might come out. We sit there in silence for what seems like mere seconds before she leans in and kisses me. This kiss isn't like any of her others. It is long and filled with sorrow but it is still beautiful. She pulls away and with one last look into my eyes she silently says goodbye. I stare back letting her know that I too know its goodbye then she walks away. I sit on the bridge for a long time after before I too leave.
2 days later in the Diner
I was wiping down a table when they walked in. I look up and she gives me a small smile. I smile back and finish wiping the table before going behind the counter while Luke serves them coffee.
*But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours.
And I starve for you.
But this new diets liquid.
And its crude but it will do.*
I reach under the counter and pull out a package, its wrapped in dark blue paper with a silver bow. I walk over and place her going away present in front of her. She looks up at me and I nod for her to open it. Her eyes light up as she unwraps a first addition Oliver Twist. She looks from me to the book and then pulls me into a tight hug. Before she lets go she whispers " I'll miss you, Dodger" and I reply, " I'll miss you too, Beauty." She sits back down and I go back to work.
2 months later in Venice, California
* Which of the standard lines will we use?
I've been meaning to call you. I've just been so busy.
We'll catch up soon.
Lets make a point to.*
I think about you everyday. Every time I pick up a book, especially Hemingway. You always hated him and that always causes me to smile. It will be Christmas soon and I'm going home, home to see Luke. Maybe we'll catch up then. Maybe.
The End.
Author Note 2: I hope you liked it. Please let me know what you think but I would also like to add that I do not own any rights pertaining to the song "Standard Lines" by Dashboard Confessional. All I own is a cd.
Author: Coffeeaddict4life
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights pertaining to Gilmore Girls.
Author Note: I hope you like this. The paring is a R/J. This is my first Rory/Jess fic, so let me know what you think.
Setting: the Bridge, at night.
We both knew it was ending but neither of us wanted to admit the sad truth. She would be leaving soon for bigger and better things, things that I could not offer her nor could this town. She was leaving to make something of herself and become what she had always strived for. Where as I, was leaving to get to know the man that left me. I often catch myself blaming the demise of my relationship with Rory on Jimmy but even I know that it is pointless. Thoreau, a wise philosopher said, " Things do not change; we change." I never really thought much of that quote until now. While growing together with Rory, we had changed. But in a way we grew apart, taking what we needed from the other and making it our own. She is apart of me now as I am her. She made me stronger and she showed this whole damn town that behind my "James Dean" exterior was a good heart. But the more I remember the harder it will be for me to let go.
*Which bold face lies will we use?
I hope that you're happy, you really deserve it.
This will be the best for the both of us in the end.*
I hear footsteps softly approaching and immediately know its her. She carefully lowers herself down next to me. We don't speak, both afraid of what might come out. We sit there in silence for what seems like mere seconds before she leans in and kisses me. This kiss isn't like any of her others. It is long and filled with sorrow but it is still beautiful. She pulls away and with one last look into my eyes she silently says goodbye. I stare back letting her know that I too know its goodbye then she walks away. I sit on the bridge for a long time after before I too leave.
2 days later in the Diner
I was wiping down a table when they walked in. I look up and she gives me a small smile. I smile back and finish wiping the table before going behind the counter while Luke serves them coffee.
*But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours.
And I starve for you.
But this new diets liquid.
And its crude but it will do.*
I reach under the counter and pull out a package, its wrapped in dark blue paper with a silver bow. I walk over and place her going away present in front of her. She looks up at me and I nod for her to open it. Her eyes light up as she unwraps a first addition Oliver Twist. She looks from me to the book and then pulls me into a tight hug. Before she lets go she whispers " I'll miss you, Dodger" and I reply, " I'll miss you too, Beauty." She sits back down and I go back to work.
2 months later in Venice, California
* Which of the standard lines will we use?
I've been meaning to call you. I've just been so busy.
We'll catch up soon.
Lets make a point to.*
I think about you everyday. Every time I pick up a book, especially Hemingway. You always hated him and that always causes me to smile. It will be Christmas soon and I'm going home, home to see Luke. Maybe we'll catch up then. Maybe.
The End.
Author Note 2: I hope you liked it. Please let me know what you think but I would also like to add that I do not own any rights pertaining to the song "Standard Lines" by Dashboard Confessional. All I own is a cd.