Hey guys! This is my latest fanfic! It's set in Season 2, "Nick and Nora/Sid and Nancy", but instead of Jess just being sent away, he and his older brother are being sent away together. Jess is 15 and his older brother Jason is 17. For imagery reference, picture Jason as Taylor Lautner ;). In the cover, that's Jess and Jason. Enjoy! Please leave me a review, reviews are inspiration!
Luke's POV:
"I'll drink it, shoot it, eat it, snort it. Whatever form it's in, just give it to me", Lorelai exclaims.
"You need to calm down", I reply, as I make another cup of coffee.
"What I need now is coffee. Lots and lots of coffee", she urges.
I pour her a cup of coffee and she sighs dramatically.
"Thank you", she says, taking a large gulp of coffee.
The phone rings and before Lorelai can request another cup, I pick it up.
"Luke?", a familiar voice says.
"Liz! Hey, how are you?", I reply, realizing it's my sister on the line.
"I'm exhausted, the boys keep getting into trouble, I can't deal with it anymore", she goes on.
"Yeah, it's hard. I can imagine, two teenagers running around doing who knows what, it could be a handful", I remarked, ignoring Lorelai waving her coffee cup back and forth.
"I can't do it anymore, Luke. I need a break!"
"A break from what?", I ask, not realizing where this was going.
"I think they need to get away from the city for a bit, get away from me, I'm worried they're getting on the wrong path"
"A break from what, Liz? What do you mean by needing a break?", I repeat, ignoring her babbling.
"I mean, I need you to take care of them for a while"
"Look, Liz, I just don't have time for visitors right now, the diner's always busy..."
"They wouldn't be visitors, they would be staying. Come on big brother, please! I need you to straighten them out, I've given up! I need you to take them in"
"You've given up on your sons? You're ridiculous! I can't deal with you anymore!"
"I can't deal with them anymore!"
"Fine, whatever, make the arrangements! You will never grow up will you?", I shout over the phone, then slam it back on the base, to hang it up.
I can't believe this, she's ridiculous. She's given up on raising her children; her job. Rather than handle the situation, she's sending them to me, this is unbelievable.
"You okay, Luke?", Lorelai asks me, no longer waving her coffee cup.
"Do you have a sister?", I ask her.
"No", she answers.
"Some people have all the luck", I mutter.
"Cesar! I'm going out for the rest of the day, you're in charge", I call into the kitchen before walking out of the diner. I have no idea what I'm doing. I suddenly have to figure out how to raise two teenagers who have been getting into trouble. The first thing that comes to mind are groceries. I should have some things ready at the house, at least. The things you do for family...
Jess's POV:
"You can't just send us away!", my older brother, Jason, yells at our mom.
"I already told Luke, he's fine with it", she simply replies, smoking a cigarette.
"You're unbelievable. Maybe if you got off your lazy ass for once and opened your eyes, you would see that you're the problem, not us", he snaps.
She continues to smoke her cigarette, ignoring Jason. He storms over to the bedroom where I'm listening from.
"Pack your stuff, little bro, we're leaving first thing tomorrow", he tells me.
Jason is only two years older than me but he pretends like he's ten years older than me. It's always just been me and him. We always have each other's backs. We've learned how to deal with our mom together, we've learned how to deal with the streets of New York together, we don't really like change. But if I'm being forced to move to some little town in the middle of nowhere, I'm grateful that I have Jason by my side.
"Have you ever met the uncle that we're staying with?", I ask, grabbing a backpack from the closet.
"Yeah, when I was like 7 and you were 5. I don't remember much but I do remember that he talks a lot", Jason answers.
"Great", I say sarcastically.
"Listen to me. We have to have each other's backs now more than ever. It's you and me against him; two against one. The only way we'll make it through is if we team up, understand?", he commands
"I know, Jason. I'm not stupid"
"Good. Now, pack only what you're gonna need for like a day, Liz's gonna ship the rest out", he instructs.
I nod, grabbing a change of clothes and some underwear.
"How long do you think we'll be staying?", I ask.
"Knowing Liz, probably until Luke cracks. She's gonna try to keep us away as long as possible"
I shove some books in my backpack and Jason shoves his autographed football into his, he probably doesn't trust Liz with it; it's like his prized possession. He's always been really athletic and interested in sports and I train with him so I'm pretty toned too but I've always been more into literature. We're different in some ways, but exactly the same in other ways.
Luke's POV:
I've been waiting at the bus stop for three hours. Liz told me Jason and Jess would be here by 10 am, It's now 1:06 pm. I get up when another bus arrives. Jason and Jess are the last ones off this bus.
"Jason! Jess!", I greet.
They look at each other before looking back at me.
"Luke.", the taller one acknowledges, I'm pretty sure the taller and older one is Jason. I haven't seen them in so long.
The other one doesn't say anything; he just stares at me.
"Okay then. This way", I say, guiding the way back to the diner. They walk a few feet behind me, not saying a word for the five minutes we walked.
When we arrive at the diner I stop in front of the door and hold it open for them.
"We're not hungry", Jason tells me.
"This is my diner, the apartment's upstairs", I explain. The boys exchange a look then follow me inside.
When we walk inside, everyone turns to stare. I'm not surprised by this, but Jason and Jess sure were. All the conversations stopped and all eyes were on them.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer", Jess mutters under his breath, which is the first thing I've heard him say.
"Okay, follow me", I say, once the conversations resumed. They follow me upstairs to the apartment.
"This is it", I announce, when I open the door.
"Where do we sleep?", Jason obnoxiously asks.
"One can take the couch, the other can take the air mattress. This is only temporary, I didn't exactly have time to run over to Pottery Barn, now did I?", I reply.
"I call the couch", Jason declares, throwing his backpack on the floor.
"Whatever", I hear Jess mumble, making his way over to the air mattress.
"So, I have to get back downstairs, I'll let you two get settled, come down when you're done"
I don't get a response from either of them so I just walk out. God, I hope this agreement doesn't come back to bite me in the ass.
Jess's POV:
"What'd you think of him?", I ask Jason.
"Of who? Luke?", he confirms.
"No, the Pope. Yeah, Luke!", I roll my eyes.
"I don't know yet, I'll have to piss him off first, then I'll let you know what I think of him. What about you?"
"He seems okay; I don't love him, I don't hate him", I shrug.
"So you like him?", he asks.
"I didn't say that!", I say defensively.
"Like's in between love and hate", he argues.
"Whatever, I'm starving. I'm going downstairs", I tell him.
"Bring me up a burger", he orders as he closes his eyes to take a nap.
I roll my eyes at his laziness. When I walk downstairs everybody stares at me again and the conversations stop. Don't these people have anything better to do with their lives?
"Hey, Jess. Did you and Jason get settled?", Luke asks.
"Yep", I say over enthusiastically, hoping he gets the vibe that I'm not really the chit-chat kind of guy.
"Can I get you something to eat?", he asks.
"Two burgers and some fries", I reply.
"Two burgers? You're gonna eat two burgers?", he confirms.
"That's what I said, isn't it?"
"Alright, two burgers and some fries, coming right up"
I take my book out and begin to read. I can't help but look up when I notice everyone staring at me in silence, this is ridiculous. Luke comes out with my food and notices me glaring at everyone.
"Everything okay?", he asks.
"Just dandy", I reply, sarcastically. I proceed to wrap the food up and make my way upstairs.
"Where are you going?", Luke asks. I don't answer, I'm sure he's smart enough to figure it out.
"Jason, get off your ass, I brought food", I announce, making my way inside the apartment. I stop in my tracks when I see the state the apartment is in. The few clothes that Jason brought were all over the floor, my clothes were all over the floor, all the drawers are open, couch cushions were laying on their side, the apartment is a mess.
"What did you do?", I ask, astonished.
"I couldn't find my hair gel", he responds, taking a burger out of my hands.
"Man, Luke is gonna flip shit"
"I used your hair gel by the way", he says, ignoring the fact that it looks like Luke's apartment looks like an earthquake hit it.
"I'm gonna go around town, see what type of hell we're dealing with, come with?", I say to Jason.
"Nah. Fill me in though"
I nod, grabbing my food, and walking downstairs. I see Luke talking to two girls sitting at the counter, one looked about my age and the other one was probably her mom, she looked pretty young too. I try to sneak past Luke to avoid conversation but it's too late, he sees me.
"Jess, come here, I want you to meet some people", he calls. I roll my eyes and begin to walk back. I hate when adults introduce you to their friends.
"This is my nephew, Jess.", he introduces.
"Hi, nice to meet you, Jess. I'm Lorelai, this is my daughter Rory", the older woman smiles. Rory waves at me politely, smiling.
"Huh.", I simply state, before walking away.
"Where are you going?", Luke asks as I exit the door.
"Out", I answer.
I walked around the entire town; I found two decent book stores, 12 stores devoted entirely to peddling porcelain unicorns, and some market place with an old man standing outside trying to get me to identify myself after I threw something out in his garbage can. I'm in hell.
I walk back inside the diner, a new crowd had come in, and by now word had gotten around that there were two teenagers living with Luke. Just walking around the town I heard multiple assumptions on who the two boys were. Some said that Luke had two kids from a previous marriage and the kids' mother just died from an accidental overdose, others thought Jason and I were Luke's long-lost cousins, and I heard one person say that we were his nephews.
I didn't see Luke when I walked inside, I saw a large man holding an ice pack on his head, running around, taking orders, then running back into the kitchen, cooking the food. I make my way upstairs and the first thing I hear is yelling. He must've seen his apartment. The yelling stops when I open the door, they look to see who came in, it started again when they realized it was just me.
"I don't see what the big deal is, lay off!", Jason yells.
"I looked the other way when you completely trashed my apartment! I didn't say a word when you threw a football at Cesar downstairs! But I draw the line at smoking!", Luke shouts.
So all this yelling was just because Jason was smoking? He does that all the time.
"Who cares? It's my life!", he yells.
"I care! As long as you live under my roof, you live by my rules! It hasn't even been a day yet, Jason, come on! I'm doing this because I care about you, can't you see that?"
"All I see is a man with a stick up his ass"
"Oh that's real nice. I have to get back downstairs, when I come back, I want this apartment looking like it did when you two got here. Understood?", Luke concludes.
Jason shoots him a glare but nods. Luke walks out looking furious.
"He's gonna be fun", Jason smirks when Luke closes the door behind him.
"You really got on his good side", I say sarcastically.
"Just help me clean this up"
"I'm good, but thanks", I reply, opening up my book. He throws a pair of underwear at me, I easily dodge it.
"What happened to having my back?", he asks.
I roll my eyes. I decide not to provoke him right now. It's better to have him on my side when I need him. So, I give in and start cleaning up the mess. This is the beginning of the end.
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