Chapter Three
Rory stared out into the rain. She sighed and glanced at the book in her lap. It was "To
Kill a Mockingbird". She couldn't stop thinking about her fight with Jess long enough to
get past the first page.
She couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. Maybe he really didn't care about her.
She stood up and walked out into the rain. By the time she reached the bridge she was
soaked.
When she got there she noticed Jess sitting in the middle, his feet dangling just above the
water. She watched him for a second. Then she turned to walk away, deciding that maybe
now wasn't the best time, but she heard something and stopped. It was soft, and she
almost thought she imagined it.
"Rory."
She turned around when he said her name again. His voice was soft, apologetic.
"You don't have to go."
She turned around and walked over to him. She sat next to him, her feet dangling inches
from his. Rory glanced at Jess. He was staring at her.
"I'm sorry."
He said it quietly. Yet it was so sincere, it brought tears to her eyes.
"I'm sorry too."
She looked up at him, catching a look in his eyes that suggested how hurt he actually
was, but it quickly left. Jess looked away and over the water.
"You wanna push me in now?"
Rory laughed, glad that the tension had been somewhat broken.
"That's okay. I'll wait until you're nice and dry."
He smiled slightly.
"You're not a trophy, you know. If I wanted a trophy I would've gone for something
blonder."
She laughed and smacked him on the arm. That one touch sent chills through him, and
forced him to suppress a grin. Rory took a deep breath.
"I have to tell you something."
"Okay."
He faced her, still avoiding her eyes, and curled his feet under himself.
"I broke up with Dean."
That statement was like a shotgun to his heart. He couldn't understand why she would do
that unless…
"Why?"
She smiled sadly, and then shrugged.
"I needed some space. He's too possessive and controlling. He just… He's not you."
Her voice broke. Jess didn't move, didn't breathe, afraid that he would break whatever
spell she was under. She smiled through her tears into the quickly approaching twilight.
"Jess, I don't love Dean. I love you."
The words slipped out of her mouth so easily. In that moment she knew. This was what it
was supposed to be like. Valid. Genuine. Her loving him fully and not needing him to
reassure her. She didn't doubt that he loved her, if he didn't say it, it was okay. She was
okay.
He reached out towards her. His hand left a trail of heat down her jaw and found its place
on the back of her neck. He pulled her towards him slowly, waiting for her to pull away.
His eyes burned into hers, dancing with passion. As her lips landed lightly on his, only
one thought ran through his mind.
'She loves me.'
Her hands curled in his hair, and she opened her mouth, letting him in. He lightly traced
the line of her teeth with his tongue, and then stroked her tongue with his harshly, his
hands becoming soft in her hair. She gasped at the nerves that were shooting off all over.
A chill ran down the inside of her legs. This was what she wanted. This was everything.
She was happy.
A/N: In the next chapter, Jess comes over for movie night.
Rory stared out into the rain. She sighed and glanced at the book in her lap. It was "To
Kill a Mockingbird". She couldn't stop thinking about her fight with Jess long enough to
get past the first page.
She couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. Maybe he really didn't care about her.
She stood up and walked out into the rain. By the time she reached the bridge she was
soaked.
When she got there she noticed Jess sitting in the middle, his feet dangling just above the
water. She watched him for a second. Then she turned to walk away, deciding that maybe
now wasn't the best time, but she heard something and stopped. It was soft, and she
almost thought she imagined it.
"Rory."
She turned around when he said her name again. His voice was soft, apologetic.
"You don't have to go."
She turned around and walked over to him. She sat next to him, her feet dangling inches
from his. Rory glanced at Jess. He was staring at her.
"I'm sorry."
He said it quietly. Yet it was so sincere, it brought tears to her eyes.
"I'm sorry too."
She looked up at him, catching a look in his eyes that suggested how hurt he actually
was, but it quickly left. Jess looked away and over the water.
"You wanna push me in now?"
Rory laughed, glad that the tension had been somewhat broken.
"That's okay. I'll wait until you're nice and dry."
He smiled slightly.
"You're not a trophy, you know. If I wanted a trophy I would've gone for something
blonder."
She laughed and smacked him on the arm. That one touch sent chills through him, and
forced him to suppress a grin. Rory took a deep breath.
"I have to tell you something."
"Okay."
He faced her, still avoiding her eyes, and curled his feet under himself.
"I broke up with Dean."
That statement was like a shotgun to his heart. He couldn't understand why she would do
that unless…
"Why?"
She smiled sadly, and then shrugged.
"I needed some space. He's too possessive and controlling. He just… He's not you."
Her voice broke. Jess didn't move, didn't breathe, afraid that he would break whatever
spell she was under. She smiled through her tears into the quickly approaching twilight.
"Jess, I don't love Dean. I love you."
The words slipped out of her mouth so easily. In that moment she knew. This was what it
was supposed to be like. Valid. Genuine. Her loving him fully and not needing him to
reassure her. She didn't doubt that he loved her, if he didn't say it, it was okay. She was
okay.
He reached out towards her. His hand left a trail of heat down her jaw and found its place
on the back of her neck. He pulled her towards him slowly, waiting for her to pull away.
His eyes burned into hers, dancing with passion. As her lips landed lightly on his, only
one thought ran through his mind.
'She loves me.'
Her hands curled in his hair, and she opened her mouth, letting him in. He lightly traced
the line of her teeth with his tongue, and then stroked her tongue with his harshly, his
hands becoming soft in her hair. She gasped at the nerves that were shooting off all over.
A chill ran down the inside of her legs. This was what she wanted. This was everything.
She was happy.
A/N: In the next chapter, Jess comes over for movie night.