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A/N I wrote this chapter at the same time as ch7, so the emotions from it were still fresh when I got here. I know it's kind of shorter, but it's pretty intense and I felt like it needed to stand on it own.

It was almost dinner time when the bus pulled into the hotel. A few of the reporter's had decided to go to the Denny's across the street. She wasn't in the mood to socialize though, she wasn't even hungry. Instead she checked into her room and flopped down onto her bed as he phone began to ring. The call was from Jess, she thought about not answering it, she didn't have the energy to have it out with him again. Against her better judgment she pressed the green button on her phone and accepted the call, "Hello, "she said hesitantly. The question evident in her voice, but left unsaid, did you just call to yell at me again?

"Hey, did you make it in one piece?" Jess's cheerful tone threw her off.

"Um, yeah." She was being purposely evasive, hoping to bait him into admitting what was going on.

He wasn't easily swayed. "That's good, long hours on a bus sucks, I've been there." He regretted the words before they were even out of his mouth.

Rory was already on edge and at those words something inside of her just snapped. "Believe me I don't need to be reminded."

"Rory, I'm-"

"NO!" She cut him off. "It's my turn to talk. You don't get to just gloss over leaving me like it was just some small oversight. It sucked, Jess. We had a fight and then the next morning you were on my bus. I should have realized something was up, because there was no reason for you to be on a bus to Hartford. And you just sat there, knowing where you were going, and said nothing, except about not being able to take me to prom. Nothing about running to California to escape your problems, nothing about flunking out or getting kicked out of Luke's or anything about what was going on with you. I loved you Jess, I did and I could have helped you, but you were to damn stubborn to admit you needed it. You said you'd call me. I never should have believed you; you never called when you said you would. You were a sucky, sucky boyfriend." Rory stopped but Jess knew she wasn't done. This was a classic Gilmore rant, and there were oxygen breaks during a Gilmore rant. "And what happened when I finally started to get over you? You show up out of the blue and tell me you love me, and then just leave, before I had a chance to say anything." He wanted to interject and ask what she would have said, his irritation growing the more she berated him, but she didn't give him a chance. "Then you show up at Yale and try to get me to run away with you. You weren't even willing to listen to reason. Did you really think I was going to throw everything I had worked for away to run off with my ex-boyfriend and wait tables for the rest of my life?"

It was a rhetorical question and he knew it. But he had grown tired of listening to her point out all of his shortcomings while ignoring all of hers. "What about you, Rory?"

"Excuse me?" She wasn't done with her rant, but now she was too mad too think about the next thing she wanted to say.

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot I was talking to the infallible Rory Gilmore. May the citizens of Stars Hollow string me up and whip me in the square for calling out their perfect little princess." Rory's jaw dropped and she was still too shocked to respond before Jess continued. "You take some of the blame here too. You came to see me in New York, skipped school to do it even. I thought it meant something, so I came back. I was right, as soon as you found out I was living back in Stars Hollow you kissed me."

"We've had this fight." Rory shot in.

"I'm not done, I let you have your rant, and now let me have mine. You left for an entire summer without so much as a phone call and then gat all pissy when you come back and I have a girlfriend, even though, through all of this, you were still with Dean. Yes I did some crappy things, but I never did anything to intentionally hurt you. But You, coming here to cheat on your boyfriend, which seems to be a trend for you by the way, you made me think you were done with that guy and I kissed you and…"

"There it is." She cut him off.

"What?" Jess practically spat, he didn't know that he still held so much anger about this.

"I knew that there must be a reason you were being nice, you were just luring me in, making me think you had forgiven me; then bam! You throw my mistakes back in my face. You know what Jess that's low. I said I was sorry, I still am. I'm sorry for it all." Then the dam holding in her emotions, and her tears, broke. "I'm sorry for Dean and Logan. I'm sorry for leading you on. I'm sorry for never trusting you. I'm sorry that for some reason I am so drawn to you that I kiss you when I have a boyfriend. I'm sorry I never told you I loved you. I'm sorry that I told you the reason I wouldn't leave Yale was because I didn't want to be with you. I'm sorry that I lost my virginity to dean and not you. I'm sorry that I didn't go upstairs with you back when I came to Truncheon. I'm sorry I never told Logan that I cheated on him. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything, and I'm sorry that that's not good enough for you Jess." She ended the call and rolled over in her bed in a fit of tears. All the years that she had known Jess, that they had never been honest with each other, seemed to be at the surface right now. Seven years of tears and heartache were coming out in the lonely hotel room. She continued to cry as her phone rang again. She ignored it, even if it wasn't Jess; she wasn't in the mood to talk. Her phone rang three more times before she finally cried herself to sleep.

I hope you enjoyed World War III- Literati style!