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CHAPTER THREE: REASONS UNKNOWN
Clad in low rise jeans and a black halter top, her hair pulled back into a messy but classy ponytail Rory walked out the door with the group on the way to the bar; Mickey's, a small place down the road. The bar wasn't too busy that night, but the music was good enough, and a round of tequila shots were the cheapest Rory had seen anywhere.
She tried to get into the conversation that was going on at her table, but Rory soon faultered and by now had no clue what they were talking about but still managed to keep up shot for shot. A few drinks later she stood up and excused herself.
Jenn looked up at Rory, "Where ya going?" she asked her words beginning to slur together.
"Washroom, right back, wont even know Im gone." Rory said and Jennifer gave her a nod turning back towards the group not even noticing that Rory infact did not head towards the washroom but towards the door, and she was on her way.
It had been over a year since Rory had visited Jess for his grand opening of Truncheon books but she remembered the address,exactly how to get there as if it had just been yesterday. Funny how some things like that just stick in your mind, yet she was always misplacing her keys...priorities y'know.
It wasn't long before Rory was staring down the door of the bookstore, wondering what the hell she was doing there. It was the middle of the night, the store was surely closed. But didn't he live upstairs? She thought he used to, hoped he still did, would he be asleep?
"Okay. Stop it. No more thinking." Rory scolded herself, she hadn't in fact been thinking when she walked over here had she? Half drunk out of her mind, she wasn't thinking when she had walked over, perhaps she was just following her heart. Rory knocked on the door of the store, loudly and waited for a moment getting no response at first she grew agitated and frantic, knocking again and again until she heard a yell from within.
Jess hadn't been able to sleep that night, why he wasn't quite sure, it was just one of those nights of unexpected insomnia that people get from time to time, no big deal. The biggest plus to living right above his place of work, a bookstore, was that on nights like these when he couldn't sleep and had nothing to do he could creep downstairs and browse the new arrivals,or re read some of his favorite classics early into the morning.
That night Jess was sitting in back, catching up on his Kafka when he could've sworn he heard something. Closing his book and putting it down Jess lifted his head straining to hear, and sure enough he heard frantic knocking at the store front. His face registered confusion as he walked to the front of the store, "Who the hell is here at 2 am?" Jess grumbled and opened the door.
And who did he come face to face with but the girl he never expected to see again in his life, Rory Gilmore.
Rory just stared at Jess for a moment no words coming to her mind. She had expected him to be here but she hadn't expected to see him for some reason. Rory took a deep breath before speaking quietly, "I don't know why I came here." she simply stated and Jess nodded his head, quietly, as he looked at Rory taking in her every feature. She looked just as beautiful as always, maybe even more so and it was at that moment that he too realized that he had been staring.
"Um. Come in." Jess said, stepping aside, opening the door a little wider and making a sweeping motion with his hand pointing inside the store.
Rory nodded silently and walked inside as Jess closed the door behind her. Jess hit the light as he followed Rory over to the sofa they had sat at all that time ago at the grand opening, he noticed a slight stumble in her step as she walked over and eventually sat down. Jess looked at her a flicker of worry across her face, "Rory? You okay?" he asked concerned.
"Yea." Rory replied watching him as he approached and sat down across from her. Silence. Awkward. Their last meeting had gone so horribly. It had ended in a huge argument and they had never expected to see eachother again, but somehow being in such close proximity with him Rory had been drawn to go see him, maybe make things right? "I dont' know why I came here." she said quietly to Jess once again.
Jess nodded, sensing her nervousness, seeing it. Partially feeling bad she seemed so confused, partially relieved he wasn't the only one sitting there like that. "Yea, you said that already."
