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Jess about Liz Chapter 9
The four left the Gilmore estate. Lorelai said wryly, "Well, that was fun." Rory agreed. "As usual. I'm sorry for all the things my Grandma and Grandpa said, Jess." "It's okay, Rory. You can't expect them to be thrilled that we married." "I know, but still." Jess kissed Rory softly. Christopher grinned, "I kind of know how you feel. When Lorelai and I told them that she was pregnant, well, let's just say it went just as well as tonight did, if possible, worse." Lorelai agreed, "That's for sure. You are officially a Gilmore, Jess." "Great way to be initiated." Lorelai smirked as they stopped in front of the Mariano house. "I'll see you tomorrow, Rory. I love you." "Love you both too. Bye." Rory hugged both of her parents and Jess and she entered their house.
They were sitting in their 'living' room. "I think I'm going to call my mom and invite her to graduation and meet you. I think I'll wait to tell her we're married until after she meets you, not that she'll care." "Do you want me to stay here with you while you call, or do you want some privacy?" "Stay. Please." Rory sat down on his lap as he picked up the phone. He stared at it. He couldn't dial the number. "You can do it, Dodger. I'm right here if you need me." He nodded and slowly punched in the digits. "Hello?" "Lizzie, hi, it's Jess." "What do you want?" "Um, well, I'm graduating high school in a week. I wanted you to come to my graduation." "What day?" "Friday at 6." "I can't. My new boyfriend Joe and I are celebrating our two week anniversary. We're going to party." "Please, Liz." "I can't, Jess. You shouldn't expect me to." "Of course not. You're just my mother." "Well, it's not my fault I had you. It's not like I asked for you." Jess flinched at her words. "I've never asked you for anything my whole life, Liz, except this. I want you to be there and I want you to meet someone very special." "I want a lot of things, too, Jess. Like be 20 again, unmarried and childless, but I don't see that happening." "Sorry to have bothered you." Jess hung up the phone and he did something he never did. Cry. Tough guy, Jess Mariano was balling like a baby. He buried his face in Rory's hair. She pressed her lips to his shoulder. "She's not coming, I take it." "My whole life all I wanted was for her to love me, care for me, want me. But she doesn't. I'm her huge mistake. That and marrying my jerk off of a dad. Ever since I was a little boy, I tried so hard to make her happy, but I was always in her way. She'd have parties and I would hide under my bed because some of the people who were drunk or high scared me so badly. I loved her so much. She was my mother. But she's always resented me. I'm a reminder that she's not as young as she was anymore, that she married my Dad. She still doesn't have time for me. I'm 18 and I still want her to accept me. I don't know why. I just keep setting myself up for hurt again. Her own life is more important than her son's. By the time I was 8, I had shut off my feelings. I was the tough guy. My friends and I started getting into trouble. We stole little things, like action figures or baseball cards, candy, stuff my mom would never buy me. I was lucky if she would remember to give me something to eat. The only place I could take things legally was the library. I spent a lot of time there, reading every book I could get my hands on. It was my escape. My friends started to drink, smoke, do drugs and I did, too. I was in so much pain, even though I wouldn't admit it. My whole philosphy is I don't care. I don't get hurt that way. I started to stay out all night, cut school. No one cared. I went to raves, parties, and had a good time. Finally, the police arrested me for like the 15th time, My mom sent me here, because she was tired of dealing with me. So I came here. I kept up my attitude and my feelings off. But then I saw you, at your desk, I tried to keep my feelings from surfacing, but I couldn't. I just couldn't. You were so innocent, you still are. You made me feel again. I may still act the same to everyone else, but I'm different. I feel again. I feel for you. You are the first person in my life who has ever loved me or cared for me. I hardly know how to react. I have no idea why you love me, my own mother hates me. But you do. I just can't help feeling again. It's my graduation, Rory. She won't even be there. Liz could care less that I graduated. Why does she hate me so much?" Rory stroked his cheek, tracing his jawline. "Jess, she doesn't hate you. Her priorities are skewed. I'm sorry." "It's your fault that you made me feel again." "Jess, you felt anyway. You fooled yourself into thinking you didn't feel anymore." "I know. Will you come to my graduation? I need my cheering section of one." "I wouldn't miss it, Jess." Jess's tears had stopped. Rory kissed his tears off of his cheek. "I'll always be here for you. Remember that I love you." Jess said quietly. "You don't have to prove yourself to me, Dodger." "I know. I love you, too, Angel." "Shall we go to bed?" "I believe we shall." He picked her up and carried her off to bed.
Jess about Liz Chapter 9
The four left the Gilmore estate. Lorelai said wryly, "Well, that was fun." Rory agreed. "As usual. I'm sorry for all the things my Grandma and Grandpa said, Jess." "It's okay, Rory. You can't expect them to be thrilled that we married." "I know, but still." Jess kissed Rory softly. Christopher grinned, "I kind of know how you feel. When Lorelai and I told them that she was pregnant, well, let's just say it went just as well as tonight did, if possible, worse." Lorelai agreed, "That's for sure. You are officially a Gilmore, Jess." "Great way to be initiated." Lorelai smirked as they stopped in front of the Mariano house. "I'll see you tomorrow, Rory. I love you." "Love you both too. Bye." Rory hugged both of her parents and Jess and she entered their house.
They were sitting in their 'living' room. "I think I'm going to call my mom and invite her to graduation and meet you. I think I'll wait to tell her we're married until after she meets you, not that she'll care." "Do you want me to stay here with you while you call, or do you want some privacy?" "Stay. Please." Rory sat down on his lap as he picked up the phone. He stared at it. He couldn't dial the number. "You can do it, Dodger. I'm right here if you need me." He nodded and slowly punched in the digits. "Hello?" "Lizzie, hi, it's Jess." "What do you want?" "Um, well, I'm graduating high school in a week. I wanted you to come to my graduation." "What day?" "Friday at 6." "I can't. My new boyfriend Joe and I are celebrating our two week anniversary. We're going to party." "Please, Liz." "I can't, Jess. You shouldn't expect me to." "Of course not. You're just my mother." "Well, it's not my fault I had you. It's not like I asked for you." Jess flinched at her words. "I've never asked you for anything my whole life, Liz, except this. I want you to be there and I want you to meet someone very special." "I want a lot of things, too, Jess. Like be 20 again, unmarried and childless, but I don't see that happening." "Sorry to have bothered you." Jess hung up the phone and he did something he never did. Cry. Tough guy, Jess Mariano was balling like a baby. He buried his face in Rory's hair. She pressed her lips to his shoulder. "She's not coming, I take it." "My whole life all I wanted was for her to love me, care for me, want me. But she doesn't. I'm her huge mistake. That and marrying my jerk off of a dad. Ever since I was a little boy, I tried so hard to make her happy, but I was always in her way. She'd have parties and I would hide under my bed because some of the people who were drunk or high scared me so badly. I loved her so much. She was my mother. But she's always resented me. I'm a reminder that she's not as young as she was anymore, that she married my Dad. She still doesn't have time for me. I'm 18 and I still want her to accept me. I don't know why. I just keep setting myself up for hurt again. Her own life is more important than her son's. By the time I was 8, I had shut off my feelings. I was the tough guy. My friends and I started getting into trouble. We stole little things, like action figures or baseball cards, candy, stuff my mom would never buy me. I was lucky if she would remember to give me something to eat. The only place I could take things legally was the library. I spent a lot of time there, reading every book I could get my hands on. It was my escape. My friends started to drink, smoke, do drugs and I did, too. I was in so much pain, even though I wouldn't admit it. My whole philosphy is I don't care. I don't get hurt that way. I started to stay out all night, cut school. No one cared. I went to raves, parties, and had a good time. Finally, the police arrested me for like the 15th time, My mom sent me here, because she was tired of dealing with me. So I came here. I kept up my attitude and my feelings off. But then I saw you, at your desk, I tried to keep my feelings from surfacing, but I couldn't. I just couldn't. You were so innocent, you still are. You made me feel again. I may still act the same to everyone else, but I'm different. I feel again. I feel for you. You are the first person in my life who has ever loved me or cared for me. I hardly know how to react. I have no idea why you love me, my own mother hates me. But you do. I just can't help feeling again. It's my graduation, Rory. She won't even be there. Liz could care less that I graduated. Why does she hate me so much?" Rory stroked his cheek, tracing his jawline. "Jess, she doesn't hate you. Her priorities are skewed. I'm sorry." "It's your fault that you made me feel again." "Jess, you felt anyway. You fooled yourself into thinking you didn't feel anymore." "I know. Will you come to my graduation? I need my cheering section of one." "I wouldn't miss it, Jess." Jess's tears had stopped. Rory kissed his tears off of his cheek. "I'll always be here for you. Remember that I love you." Jess said quietly. "You don't have to prove yourself to me, Dodger." "I know. I love you, too, Angel." "Shall we go to bed?" "I believe we shall." He picked her up and carried her off to bed.