Author's Note: Hi everyone! I didn't expect to be writing a GG fic again so soon, but something in the last episode really bothered me. You know, the conversation between Luke and Jess about Shane being in the closet. I just felt really, really bad for Jess that he had to find comfort in a girl he didn't care about just to try to get over Rory. Anyway, this is gonna be a really short fic, just so I can put my thoughts down and be done with it. Hope you enjoy it and check out my other stories too! Please Read/Review and let me know what you think about Jess on the show, besides the fact that he's a hottie. =)

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"You're actually back home at a decent time," Luke remarked as Jess entered the apartment around ten in the evening.

"What can I say? I just like to be a model teenager whom all those young impressionable kids can look up to," Jess replied.

"We need to finish up that conversation we were having before you bailed," Luke said, turning serious.

"We did," Jess stated.

"You can't have girls in the closet, Jess."

"We are not discussing this again," Jess said, heading towards his room.

"Do not walk away from this," Luke said firmly.

Luke's tone of voice caught Jess off guard and he stopped walking. "Alright, what else do you have to say?" Jess asked.

"I know she hurt you. I don't know how, but I know she did. But bringing another girl into the picture isn't going to help that at all. You're fooling yourself if you think that it'll make everything better," Luke said. He had had the evening to mull over what Jess said. Jess was right about Lorelai, but Luke knew he was right about Rory.

"Hmm, that sounds like a wonderful philosophical revelation, but it's just too bad that I have no idea what you are talking about," Jess lied.

"You're only fooling yourself," Luke warned.

"And what about you, huh? Aren't you just fooling yourself when you convince yourself every time you see her that you are satisfied just being her coffee god, her handyman, her golden retriever?" Jess said angrily. Luke had no right to act superior to Jess.

"That is a different story," Luke said, rising out of the couch he was sitting in and advancing towards Jess.

"Yeah? How so? Enlighten me," Jess dared.

"I've accepted the fact that I like her and she doesn't have those types of feeling for me," Luke explained.

"So have I," Jess snapped back.

"Have you?" Luke asked incredulously.

"You kinda have to when she kisses you, doesn't talk to you for six weeks, and then comes back to her boyfriend like nothing's happened."

"Rory did that?" Luke asked, completely surprised.

"Yup," Jess said coldly.

"I'm sorry."

"I don't need pity," Jess spat back.

"I don't give you pity. At least you got to kiss her, more than I can say for myself," Luke said, smiling slightly.

Jess smirked. They were in the same situation after all.

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"Jess, I'm bored," Shane whined while they were in his room.

Without even looking up from his page in his book, he tossed her a book from the floor.

"What do you want me to do with this?" she asked, as if it were a diseased cat.

"Read it," Jess said, writing notes in the margins of his book.

"Farewell to Arms? Yuck, boring," Shane said, tossing to book back to him.

Jess' head snapped up. He was just about to run off all the reasons why Hemmingway wasn't boring when he realized who he would be talking to...someone who really didn't give a hell as to what he had to say on literature anyway. He sighed quietly.

He got off the bed and walked out of his room.

"Hey, where are you going?" Shane yelled.

"Away from here," Jess replied.

He was beyond frustrated, beyond disgusted, beyond any and all feeling whatsoever. Why the hell did he get himself into such a pointless relationship to begin with? Oh yeah, cause Rory treated him like dirt and he was now through liking girls who he knew were better than him. Shane wasn't better than him. That's why he got involved with her. It all made sense now...well, no it really didn't.

He walked out of the diner, and towards his relief. He wondered what he would do if the bridge wasn't there. Why did he like that piece of rotting wood anyway? He couldn't answer that. There was just a sense of peace there that he needed so badly.

He never took Shane there, he never would.

As he walked through the thicket, he froze. There would be no peace today. Rory was sitting there.

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