No Shadow
Disclaimer: I would like to think I own No Shadow, but I don't own Gilmore Girls or anything associated with it.
A/N: So here goes chapter 2 in my weird little fic. Reviews are very very much loved
"I was the small town boy. Everyone loved me. Not to be cocky, but how could they not? I was cute, charming, smart, and incredibly sweet. I had a steady girlfriend. She was the greatest and I loved her. We were the greatest couple.
And then that girl came to town.
She was… No words could really describe what she was.
Well, I guess a few could:
Sexy
Bad ass
Soulless
And she was it for me. The one. She had my heart from the second we kissed… But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
She was staying with her uncle (indefinitely) and the first nigh she was there, in my small town, my mom threw a "Welcome to Our Little Town" dinner for her.
She looked at me and I felt on fire.
She was so rude to everyone that night… except for me.
My mom hated her.
My girlfriend hated her.
Her uncle hated her.
The whole town hated her.
She didn't care though. Because like a said before, she was soulless.
She'd piss everyone around her off for pure joy. Her favorite target seemed to be my girlfriend, Beth. She'd flirt with me right in front of Beth and insult her mercilessly. I think she might have just been messing with my mind.
She kissed me when I was first with Beth.
That's when I first fell for her.
After that I was completely and totally hopeless.
Beth broke up with me…
That's the day the bad girl asked me to be my girlfriend.
That was the day a completely improbable, most likely impossible, relationship that could never last began.
That was the best day of my entire life.
I got the girl.
We were together, and she was probably the world's worst girlfriend.
Completely awful.
But I kept coming stayed with her because I loved her and she was it for me.
Then, one day, she ran away.
No note.
No call.
No goodbye.
That's the day I realized she didn't love me. She was playing with me just like a little boy would play with a race car.
How?
That's the one question I repeatedly asked myself.
How could she do that to me?
Well, you probably could have guessed the answer.
Soulless.
Jessica Moore was completely and totally soulless. She was careless, awful, bad, cruel, insensitive, mean, immoral, wicked, vicious, and quite possibly evil.
She had no soul. She had no shadow. But she did have a heart. My heart."
Jess reread this part of his book and rubbed his temples. No way was he as bad as Jessica Moore. He had a soul, if not he couldn't write about a love sick boy. And also, Rory was not as bad as the by he was writing her character out to be.
Where had that even come from? What had compelled him to write a book about him and Rory?
His own book was making him hate himself. That's just not right.
"Stupid book." Jess cursed at himself, before picking up his pen and continuing to write the world's sappiest novel.