Rory- Happily Ever After
It has been two weeks since the night he was in my room. Two weeks since he brought me more pleasure than I have ever felt. Every time I see him, I want to pull him into the nearest bed. But I can't. I'm still with Dean and no one knows about Jess. He's like a drug, and now that I've had a taste, I'm addicted.
We still meet up every chance we get to make out, but we haven't gone as far as we did that night. Lately, he's been the one to run away from me. I hate it. But I deserve it. He wants to be more than my little toy, and he wants to be with me in public. It's killing him, and he's doing his best not to take it out on me.
I go to the diner to meet Mom for lunch. I walk in and steal a glance at Jess. A tingle goes down my spine, thinking about all the things he could do to me. The daydreams are more hot and steamy than ever before. Its getting harder and harder to control them. As I said, Jess is my drug.
He places some coffee in front of me when he sits across from me at the table. We see my mom across the street and he makes it quick.
"Come see me after lunch," he whispers. He gets up to leave, giving my arm a light squeeze as he passes me. I want to touch him back but people are here, and more importantly, Mom is here. The sexual tension between us is at an all time high.
Lunch with Mom goes by fast. I'm still distancing myself from her. I don't want to but I have to in order to save her from the truth. She doesn't like that I'm hiding stuff from her, but she's coming to the realization that I'm not her little girl anymore. I'm grown up and I'm old enough to make my own decisions, no matter how stupid they are.
Once Mom leaves I run up the stairs to meet Jess who took his break a few minutes before. I open the door to the apartment and head to his room, where I find him reading on his bed. I run over to the bed and pull him into a kiss. He doesn't respond. I try again, but still, I get nothing from him.
"I can't do this anymore, Rory," he says, closing his book and sitting up to look me in the eye. This is hurting him, he doesn't want to do this, but he has to, and I don't blame him. "I'm not going to play second string to Dean. I hate to be selfish, Rory, but I just can't do this anymore."
He leans over and gives me one last amazing kiss before getting up and heading back to work.
I saw it coming. But now that he actually broke it off, I don't believe it. I was stupid to think that, Jess, of all people, would stick around through the hell I put him through. I'm such an idiot. I want Jess, I need Jess. But because of some silly town expectations I have to be with Dean and not the guy who haunts me.
Trying to figure it out, I leave the apartment and head to the bridge to be alone.
I make up my mind by the time I get there.
I'm the town princess. The town has shaped me, they have expectations of me. I can't upset them. Dean is what makes them happy, Dean is my prince, and in their eyes, he is the one I need to be with. I'm going to stay with Dean to make this stupid town feel good. Only now do I realize how much I give up to make sure other people are happy. Only now do I realize just how much of a puppet I am in the play of Stars Hollow.
I hate this image I have to live up to. I hate the town's expectations. I hate everything about the situation. I hate being the princess. Just once, I want to be able to live my own life, make my own decisions. But I'm the town princess. Perfect Princess Rory with her perfect Prince Dean, who will live happily ever after.
~end~
It has been two weeks since the night he was in my room. Two weeks since he brought me more pleasure than I have ever felt. Every time I see him, I want to pull him into the nearest bed. But I can't. I'm still with Dean and no one knows about Jess. He's like a drug, and now that I've had a taste, I'm addicted.
We still meet up every chance we get to make out, but we haven't gone as far as we did that night. Lately, he's been the one to run away from me. I hate it. But I deserve it. He wants to be more than my little toy, and he wants to be with me in public. It's killing him, and he's doing his best not to take it out on me.
I go to the diner to meet Mom for lunch. I walk in and steal a glance at Jess. A tingle goes down my spine, thinking about all the things he could do to me. The daydreams are more hot and steamy than ever before. Its getting harder and harder to control them. As I said, Jess is my drug.
He places some coffee in front of me when he sits across from me at the table. We see my mom across the street and he makes it quick.
"Come see me after lunch," he whispers. He gets up to leave, giving my arm a light squeeze as he passes me. I want to touch him back but people are here, and more importantly, Mom is here. The sexual tension between us is at an all time high.
Lunch with Mom goes by fast. I'm still distancing myself from her. I don't want to but I have to in order to save her from the truth. She doesn't like that I'm hiding stuff from her, but she's coming to the realization that I'm not her little girl anymore. I'm grown up and I'm old enough to make my own decisions, no matter how stupid they are.
Once Mom leaves I run up the stairs to meet Jess who took his break a few minutes before. I open the door to the apartment and head to his room, where I find him reading on his bed. I run over to the bed and pull him into a kiss. He doesn't respond. I try again, but still, I get nothing from him.
"I can't do this anymore, Rory," he says, closing his book and sitting up to look me in the eye. This is hurting him, he doesn't want to do this, but he has to, and I don't blame him. "I'm not going to play second string to Dean. I hate to be selfish, Rory, but I just can't do this anymore."
He leans over and gives me one last amazing kiss before getting up and heading back to work.
I saw it coming. But now that he actually broke it off, I don't believe it. I was stupid to think that, Jess, of all people, would stick around through the hell I put him through. I'm such an idiot. I want Jess, I need Jess. But because of some silly town expectations I have to be with Dean and not the guy who haunts me.
Trying to figure it out, I leave the apartment and head to the bridge to be alone.
I make up my mind by the time I get there.
I'm the town princess. The town has shaped me, they have expectations of me. I can't upset them. Dean is what makes them happy, Dean is my prince, and in their eyes, he is the one I need to be with. I'm going to stay with Dean to make this stupid town feel good. Only now do I realize how much I give up to make sure other people are happy. Only now do I realize just how much of a puppet I am in the play of Stars Hollow.
I hate this image I have to live up to. I hate the town's expectations. I hate everything about the situation. I hate being the princess. Just once, I want to be able to live my own life, make my own decisions. But I'm the town princess. Perfect Princess Rory with her perfect Prince Dean, who will live happily ever after.
~end~