A/N: I actually have to say I like this chapter. It all came to me and I could not stop tying. Sorry if there are grammar mistakes, I just wanted to get this posted.
The air felt damp. Just like it always did after a rainstorm. Dollops of rain fell of the shiny green leaves. I stepped into a puddle and let the cool water seep into my socks. It didn't feel cold. I hadn't felt anything for five days. It had been five days since he left the note on his pillow. Five days of utter confusion. Five days of wallowing and junk food. Five days of tear-stained cheeks. Five days of waking up on the bathroom floor with Mom stroking my hair.
Last night, I sat on the couch, engrossed in the blank screen. Tears were not flooding for once. I had cried all I could cry. I heard the rumble of thunder and I knew a rainstorm was on its way. Mom had been taking a break from the Inn so she could take care of me. No matter how hard I protested, she stayed by my side. But then there was an emergency. Something about Michel and a customer and a fight including magazines, towels, and pillows. Meaning she would have to go in tomorrow. She apologized profusely and then it began to rain. The rain pelted our roof and I went to sit by our window watching the rainfall.
Now I am standing in a puddle, trying to feel something. Anything would do. Any sort of emotion or if I could just shed one more tear, I would know I was still a human. I feel like an alien possesses me. I am not acting like myself. I step out of the puddle and sit on a wet patch of grass near the mailbox. I lie back and close my eyes. I feel as if somebody is watching me so I sat bolt upright and saw the familiar brown eyes and crazy brunette hair.
"Jess, is that you?" I felt foggy, like I was about to pass out.
"Rory," he said simply
I stood and straightened my clothing. I looked drab in gray sweatpants and Jess' shirt I had stolen from him. I had been wearing that since he left. Then it began to sink in that Jess was standing before me. He looked as perfect as ever in his navy USA shirt. His lips looked so perfect, so…. Kissable. He was irresistible. Even though he left with no explanation, I knew I still loved him. So I kissed him. And to my relief, he kissed me back. I could feel his hands slide around my waist and grasp me tightly. I pulled away and let our foreheads touch together. Then I stepped back.
"You have got a lot of explaining to do," my voice was small after the passionate kiss.
He nodded in response and then gestured that we should go inside. He surprised me by holding open the door for me. My heart thumped against my chest when I felt his hand on the small of my back, leading me into the living room. We sat down on the couch and I heard him take a deep breath.
"I know you are probably hate me now. But please just hear me out. My mom is not the most stable person in the world. If she was she probably wouldn't of sent me here. Anyway, she has a knack for picking pretty bad boyfriends. One of the scumbags had just dumped her so she tried to escape, if you know what I mean. She took a couple pills and downed them with vodka. Not the best combo. Luke called me at the inn. Told me she was in the hospital and that she needed to get her stomach pumped. I'm her son, I had to go and be by her side. Can you ever forgive me?" he finished his speech with the question he had been waiting to ask for five days.
"That is the most I have ever heard you talk." A single tear rolled down my face.
"You didn't answer my question."
"Jess, I have cried for five days over you. I have gotten sick, woken up by the toilet always disoriented. You should have called." I said,
"I should've done a lot of things in life that I didn't do." He said breaking eye contact and looking at our intertwined hands.
"I don't want to be the girl whose boyfriend treats her like dirt and then she forgets it ever happened. You have to do something that shows me your worth it." The words come out of my mouth before I know what I am saying
"I can buy you flowers and candy, but I don't really buy that junk. I am not a romantic kind of guy. The candles at the inn were a big step for me. I think… I think I'm in love with you. Now I've never been in love before, but I've read it in books. This is what love is, right?" he said
I kissed him so hard. The kind of kiss that can make you levitate off the ground. We both smiled into the kiss.
"I love you too Jess." I said.
It was one of those moments. The ones that are perfect for sappy romantic movies. It wasn't like him to talk so much. He did it for me. And that made me love him even more. We lay on the couch for hours, talking. I don't think I will ever be this happy again.
A/N: I know, I know. It was cheesy and a bit OOC, but I couldn't help myself. Who doesn't love a little bit of cheesiness every once in a while. Aren't reviews great? I think they are.
