I Can't Be Your Superman
Chapter 1: Small Town USA: Home of the Screwed and Crazy
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Distribution: Take it; just ask me 1st (CoffeeGurl21@aol.com)
Cast: Jess, Rory, Lorelai, and Luke
Guest Starring: The town of Stars Hallow, All your favorite Chiltonites and Tristan
Spoilers: None that I can think of Authors Note: This is a dark fic at the moment but it will get lighter. Please forget everything about Jess you have previously viewed. The story has swearing so be warned. Probably sex in the future. I'm not sure. You could always review and tell me what you want ::wink wink::. Please R&R. Oh, and yes I stole the title from the lyrics of and Emimen song.
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I have been in this fucking town for a day and haven't met one sane person. From my flannel-wearing uncle to the town good girl, not one of them was sane. Rory. The name flashed through my mind. She and her crazy mother were addicted to coffee. Coffee! What the hell was that about? Jesus, if you were going to be addicted to something at least do it right. I mean booze, heroin, coke, all this I can see. But coffee? I miss home. I miss drowning my troubles with a few shots and I miss the drugs and I miss the not being noticed. Everyone stares here. God, at home you could walk around coked up and it wouldn't make a difference. Here you couldn't get high without someone noticing. I'm supposed to go to school, and be a good boy. I don't know how. I've never been good. I can't say I miss my mom or any of her millions of fucked up boyfriends. I miss the girls and the drugs. They took my mind off things. Hell they took my mind away to a place where I could stand living. But they also got me stuck in small town USA, home of the screwed and crazy. Maybe if I hadn't of been high I wouldn't have been caught. Maybe if I hadn't of been high I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Guess it doesn't matter now. I'm stuck here. No sex, no drugs, no friends.
I turn on the music, loud as it can go, before grabbing a bottle and a book and shoving it in a bag. I go downstairs, leaving the music on to piss Luke off. I see Rory and her mom. She smiles at me and I almost grin, I catch myself in time, and I walk out the door as Luke shouts at me, wanting to know when I'm coming back. I shout back "later" and I'm gone. I walk down to a bridge. Sitting down, I bring out the bottle of Jack Daniels, the only one Luke didn't find. I take a swig and relax. My body settles immediately and I think back to the week before. I can see the club where we hang and the bar were we get wasted and hotels were we go to leave out thoughts and clothes behind. I see the girl I was with. I can't remember her name, but it doesn't matter. I'm jerked out of my dream world when someone sits down beside me. It's Rory.
"This the way you solve your problems Jessie?" She asks, picking up the bottle.
"It's Jess and that's the way I solve everything." The words tumble out of my mouth before I can stop them. I look at her and she smiles. Wordlessly she drops the bottle over the side of the bridge. I look at her, angry words filling my head. I let some out and she cringes. Then she gets up and walks away. I tell myself I don't care, that I'm mad about the drink. But I'm not sure if that's it. I pick up the book and get lost in a world other than this one. Books, I have found do the same thing as drugs and sex, they take you away. And right now that's all I really want.
End of chapter 1. I know it's short. Review if you want another chapter. ;)
Chapter 1: Small Town USA: Home of the Screwed and Crazy
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Distribution: Take it; just ask me 1st (CoffeeGurl21@aol.com)
Cast: Jess, Rory, Lorelai, and Luke
Guest Starring: The town of Stars Hallow, All your favorite Chiltonites and Tristan
Spoilers: None that I can think of Authors Note: This is a dark fic at the moment but it will get lighter. Please forget everything about Jess you have previously viewed. The story has swearing so be warned. Probably sex in the future. I'm not sure. You could always review and tell me what you want ::wink wink::. Please R&R. Oh, and yes I stole the title from the lyrics of and Emimen song.
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I have been in this fucking town for a day and haven't met one sane person. From my flannel-wearing uncle to the town good girl, not one of them was sane. Rory. The name flashed through my mind. She and her crazy mother were addicted to coffee. Coffee! What the hell was that about? Jesus, if you were going to be addicted to something at least do it right. I mean booze, heroin, coke, all this I can see. But coffee? I miss home. I miss drowning my troubles with a few shots and I miss the drugs and I miss the not being noticed. Everyone stares here. God, at home you could walk around coked up and it wouldn't make a difference. Here you couldn't get high without someone noticing. I'm supposed to go to school, and be a good boy. I don't know how. I've never been good. I can't say I miss my mom or any of her millions of fucked up boyfriends. I miss the girls and the drugs. They took my mind off things. Hell they took my mind away to a place where I could stand living. But they also got me stuck in small town USA, home of the screwed and crazy. Maybe if I hadn't of been high I wouldn't have been caught. Maybe if I hadn't of been high I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Guess it doesn't matter now. I'm stuck here. No sex, no drugs, no friends.
I turn on the music, loud as it can go, before grabbing a bottle and a book and shoving it in a bag. I go downstairs, leaving the music on to piss Luke off. I see Rory and her mom. She smiles at me and I almost grin, I catch myself in time, and I walk out the door as Luke shouts at me, wanting to know when I'm coming back. I shout back "later" and I'm gone. I walk down to a bridge. Sitting down, I bring out the bottle of Jack Daniels, the only one Luke didn't find. I take a swig and relax. My body settles immediately and I think back to the week before. I can see the club where we hang and the bar were we get wasted and hotels were we go to leave out thoughts and clothes behind. I see the girl I was with. I can't remember her name, but it doesn't matter. I'm jerked out of my dream world when someone sits down beside me. It's Rory.
"This the way you solve your problems Jessie?" She asks, picking up the bottle.
"It's Jess and that's the way I solve everything." The words tumble out of my mouth before I can stop them. I look at her and she smiles. Wordlessly she drops the bottle over the side of the bridge. I look at her, angry words filling my head. I let some out and she cringes. Then she gets up and walks away. I tell myself I don't care, that I'm mad about the drink. But I'm not sure if that's it. I pick up the book and get lost in a world other than this one. Books, I have found do the same thing as drugs and sex, they take you away. And right now that's all I really want.
End of chapter 1. I know it's short. Review if you want another chapter. ;)