Chapter 7
Rory and Jess entered a grubby looking bar and took a seat in the corner, Rory felt like things were crawling on her, but she said nothing. She didn't want to insult Jess.
"It's dirty as anything, but they make great burgers, and the drinks are cheap." He told her, reading her mind. Rory nodded as Jess went up to the bar to order their drinks and food. He returned a moment later holding a pint of beer and a giant blue drink.
"Uh, I'll have the beer thanks." Rory said, eyeing the blue thing nervously.
"It's a fruit tingle, girls love them." He told her, pulling his beer away and placing the blue monstrosity before her. Being brave, Rory took a sip, and it wasn't half bad, very potent though.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Rory said teasingly, before having another sip.
"I don't want to be alone. No one likes drunken talk when they aren't drunk." Jess reminded her, she shrugged, it had been a long time since she'd drank. The last time it had been with Logan, since it was all he did.
They sat and talked and laughed, Rory couldn't remember the last time she had just sat and laughed with a friend. They ate their delicious burgers and then drank more, a while later they had both deteriorated into drunken messes.
"You GOTTA let me do my story jess…You gotta." Rory mumbled, stuffing a handful of peanuts into her mouth.
"You know me. You knew me. Know me, knew me…I can't decide." Jess said, stopping and thinking.
"I think that I know you." Rory decided for him, before continuing, "It'll be great. You can still be successfully independent and be in a magazine, it just means you succeeded, you did it all on your own!"
"NO! You read my book and want to help me. NOT INDEPENDENT." He explained to her.
"Oh god, mum was right why couldn't Dean have written a book, he is nice and simple." Rory moaned to herself.
"And what a best seller that would have been." Jess said sarcastically. "Seriously, what a nobody. I don't know why you even liked him in the first place."
"Or the second for that matter." Rory giggled to herself, Jess looked at her in confusion.
"The second?" He asked her quietly.
"After you left, I was all alone. And Dean, well he was around. I started to think, maybe, just maybe, if I got back with Dean, it would be like you never existed. And it hurt so bad, you not being there, and I was confused. Then I slept with Dean and he split with his wife and- " Rory was speaking but Jess briskly cut her off.
"You slept with Dean?!" He exclaimed angrily, Rory jumped in surprise, she felt sick, she pushed her half full drink away from her.
"I think I've had enough." She mumbled, looking down at the table.
"I can't believe it. I came and asked you to come away with me, and you didn't. It was because of Dean wasn't it, he was with you that night." Jess continued, ignoring the fact that Rory was obviously uncomfortable.
"Oh Jess, it wasn't because of Dean!" Rory told him, rolling her eyes. "You hurt me."
"And you hurt me! You're not completely the victim here." Jess snapped at her, he was standing up now and pulling his coat on, "Seriously Rory, Dean! I just, I've had some false picture in my head all these years about the kind of girl I thought you are. Thanks for clearing that up for me." He turned and walked out of the bar. Rory just sat there, swaying in her seat a little.
Then it hit her. She didn't know where she was. She couldn't drive herself home, she was far beyond the legal limit. She bit her lip, fighting back tears of panic. She rushed out onto the street to try to find Jess but he was gone. Dizziness filled her head and before she knew it all her peanuts, her burger and her drinks were coming back up, she rushed into the side alley and threw up quietly. The tears she had been fighting back had won the battle and were now pouring down her cheeks.
Rory stood back up, she felt less sick now. He stomach had settled slightly. She walked back out onto the main street and looking up at the bar name. She slid down the wall and sat on the hard pavement before getting her phone out, and dialing in a number.
"Logan?"