Title: Trouble Comes to Town
Author: AngeloftheNight
Spoilers: "I can't get started"
Summary: Jess is just getting his life together when an old friend of his comes to Star's Hollow to visit. Will the friend disrupt the developing relationship between Rory and Jess? And whom will Rory confide in? Trory with a little bit of R/J, L/L.
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls is the property of The WB. I own no rights to the show. I do own all of the rights to Jason. If you use my character I will have to sue you, but only if you don't ask first! :-)
~*~*~*~Chapter 4*~*~*~*~*~
When I woke up the next day I was in no mood to go to school, but I really didn't have much of a choice. I got ready and mom and I headed to Luke's. When we got there Jess wasn't around so I went upstairs to find him. I was just about to knock on the door when overheard a conversation between Jess and his friend, Jason.
"She's my girlfriend." I heard Jess say.
"She's pretty hot." Jason replied.
"I know she is."
"So, there is no chance for me and her?"
"I told you. She's my girlfriend."
"That never stopped me before did it?"
"Rory is a good person. She isn't like the other girls I have dated."
"So, you mean she isn't a slut?"
"No, she isn't and I perfer to keep it that way. So you better leave her alone."
"Okay. Okay. I get it."
"Good."
I decided that I had heard enough of the conversation and I didn't want to interrupt so I went back downstairs and made my way to school. When I got there Tristan was already standing at my locker. I glared at him and he moved aside so that I could get into my locker.
"So, are we on for tonight?" He asked me.
"We are on to get this project finished so that I don't have to deal with you anymore," I retorted.
"Do you want to go get something to eat afterwards?"
I was getting very angry, "Why don't you get the point? I don't want to go out with you. I never will. So just leave it alone and leave me alone!" I slammed my locker shut and stormed to the bathroom. I couldn't believe him. He had the nerve to ask me out again after what he did yesterday! I wished that he would just get the point and leave me alone. That wasn't all that was on my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about the conversation that I had over heard between Jess and Jason.
I didn't even know anything about Jess's life in New York. I knew nothing about him, but what I wanted to know. Could all of his other girlfriends really have been sluts? Why didn't he ever talk about any of this with me? Did he not trust me enough to tell me about his old life? Before I knew it, the bell to first hour was ringing. I quickly grabbed my bag and dabbed my wet eyes. The day went pretty fast and Tristan stayed clear of me. I had a really bad day and if it wasn't bad enough already it got worse when Paris questioned me all day about my ornery mood.
I was so glad when the day was over. I rushed home and started making our candy. I was at work for about a half an hour when the door bell rang. Expecting that it was Tristan I yelled, "I can do this project by myself!"
"I'm sorry to have bothered you," Jess walked in the door.
I went out to see him. "I'm sorry. I thought that you were someone else. Where is Jason?"
"He is somewhere."
"You keep good tabs on your company."
"I'm not babysitting him."
"Good point."
"Why did you come see me this morning."
"I was running late and I didn't have time," I lied.
"Oh. Well, I'm here to see you now." He leaned in to kiss me and I pulled away. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just have to get this done today so that I don't have to work on it later. Paris is going to kill me if I don't make our meetings for the next week."
"Are you sure you are okay?"
"Yes. I'm fine."
"Okay. Well, I guess I will go then if you are busy." He started to walk away.
"Jess! Wait." He turned back around.
"What?"
"Can we talk?"
"I thought you were busy."
"I really need to talk to you."
"Okay."
We both walked over to the couch and sat down. I had no idea where to start the conversation so Jess started it for me.
"I know something is wrong with you. You're acting strange."
"I'm sorry. It's just that I've been thinking and I don't know anything about you."
"What do you mean you don't know anything about me?"
"I don't know anything about what your life was like in New York."
"It was hell."
"Jess. I'm serious."
"So am I. What's this about anyway?"
"It's just that I want to know what your life was like. What you did when you were skipping school and who you hung out with and why your life was hell."
"What does this have to do with anything?"
"I just want to know about you. I don't know anything about you."
"You know everything that you need to know about me."
"That's exactly my point. I only know what I want to know."
"Why does it matter what my life used to be like?"
"Because it does."
"Why?"
"Because I feel like I don't know who you are. I know it sounds dumb, but it's true."
"You know who I am."
"Why won't you tell me?"
"Because I don't think that it's that important."
"I do."
"Well, I don't. I don't want to talk about it. My life there was my life there. It has nothing to do with us here."
"I don't understand why you just won't tell me."
"You don't have to understand."
"Fine."
"I don't know what has gotten into you. My life was different. It was bad and I don't want to talk about it."
"Fine."
"Fine." Jess got up and walked out.
I couldn't believe that he couldn't talk to me about it. Why? Was his life really that horrible that I couldn't even know about it? All of this came at me so fast. I wanted to just forget it, but I couldn't. I didn't even know who he was and that pissed me off. Everything was just getting so messed up again. I had to clear my head so I went for a walk. I ended up at the bridge as I always did. I thought I saw Jess sitting on the bridge so I approached him. "I figured you'd be here," I said. The figure turned around and I realized that it wasn't Jess. It was Jason.
"Did you?" He replied.
"Oh. Sorry. I thought you were Jess."
"Nope. Not Jess."
"How do you know about this place?"
"Jess showed it to me."
I walked up to him. "Have you seen Jess?"
"Not since this morning."
"Oh." I sat down next to Jason on the bridge.
"Why?"
"We got into a fight."
"About what?"
"Just stuff."
"You can talk to me. Maybe I can help."
"I just want to know what his life was like in New York. He never talks about it and I feel like I don't even know who he is."
"Jess isn't the kind of person to talk about his feelings. He had a hard life and he doesn't like talking about it."
"I know that, but I feel so in the dark."
"Maybe I could talk to him."
"No. I need to fix this myself."
"Okay. If you say so."
We sat there for a while not saying anything when all of a sudden Jason leaned over and tried to kiss me. I shoved him away, "What are you doing?"
"Making you feel better."
"That is not going to make me feel better."
"Sure it will." He grabbed my arms and forced my face to his. He began to kiss me roughly. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He pushed me down on the bridge and he started to run his hand up my shirt. I got the chance and I started to scream. He hit me in the mouth with the back of his hand and I could feel the blood running down my face. I struggled, but he was to strong. Just as he was attempting to take my shirt off someone pulled him off from me. I was so scared that I couldn't stand up. When I looked up I realized that it was Jess that had pulled him off from me. Jess punched Jason in the nose and it knocked him out. Then he ran over to me and picked me up.
I was crying hysterically so Jess carried me home. He sat me on the porch step and sat down next to me. I looked up and he had his head in his hands. I wrapped my arms around him and burried my face in his shirt. We sat there, me crying and Jess holding me, for almost 10 minutes before he spoke.
"I'm so sorry." I looked up at him and his face was covered with an angry look as he spoke. "I'll tell you about my life in New York now. I do owe you something."
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I hope you all liked this chapter. I am working my way up to the Trory portion of the story. All of this has to do with what is coming up so don't think that I forgot that I am writing a Trory fic here! Review please!
Author: AngeloftheNight
Spoilers: "I can't get started"
Summary: Jess is just getting his life together when an old friend of his comes to Star's Hollow to visit. Will the friend disrupt the developing relationship between Rory and Jess? And whom will Rory confide in? Trory with a little bit of R/J, L/L.
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls is the property of The WB. I own no rights to the show. I do own all of the rights to Jason. If you use my character I will have to sue you, but only if you don't ask first! :-)
~*~*~*~Chapter 4*~*~*~*~*~
When I woke up the next day I was in no mood to go to school, but I really didn't have much of a choice. I got ready and mom and I headed to Luke's. When we got there Jess wasn't around so I went upstairs to find him. I was just about to knock on the door when overheard a conversation between Jess and his friend, Jason.
"She's my girlfriend." I heard Jess say.
"She's pretty hot." Jason replied.
"I know she is."
"So, there is no chance for me and her?"
"I told you. She's my girlfriend."
"That never stopped me before did it?"
"Rory is a good person. She isn't like the other girls I have dated."
"So, you mean she isn't a slut?"
"No, she isn't and I perfer to keep it that way. So you better leave her alone."
"Okay. Okay. I get it."
"Good."
I decided that I had heard enough of the conversation and I didn't want to interrupt so I went back downstairs and made my way to school. When I got there Tristan was already standing at my locker. I glared at him and he moved aside so that I could get into my locker.
"So, are we on for tonight?" He asked me.
"We are on to get this project finished so that I don't have to deal with you anymore," I retorted.
"Do you want to go get something to eat afterwards?"
I was getting very angry, "Why don't you get the point? I don't want to go out with you. I never will. So just leave it alone and leave me alone!" I slammed my locker shut and stormed to the bathroom. I couldn't believe him. He had the nerve to ask me out again after what he did yesterday! I wished that he would just get the point and leave me alone. That wasn't all that was on my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about the conversation that I had over heard between Jess and Jason.
I didn't even know anything about Jess's life in New York. I knew nothing about him, but what I wanted to know. Could all of his other girlfriends really have been sluts? Why didn't he ever talk about any of this with me? Did he not trust me enough to tell me about his old life? Before I knew it, the bell to first hour was ringing. I quickly grabbed my bag and dabbed my wet eyes. The day went pretty fast and Tristan stayed clear of me. I had a really bad day and if it wasn't bad enough already it got worse when Paris questioned me all day about my ornery mood.
I was so glad when the day was over. I rushed home and started making our candy. I was at work for about a half an hour when the door bell rang. Expecting that it was Tristan I yelled, "I can do this project by myself!"
"I'm sorry to have bothered you," Jess walked in the door.
I went out to see him. "I'm sorry. I thought that you were someone else. Where is Jason?"
"He is somewhere."
"You keep good tabs on your company."
"I'm not babysitting him."
"Good point."
"Why did you come see me this morning."
"I was running late and I didn't have time," I lied.
"Oh. Well, I'm here to see you now." He leaned in to kiss me and I pulled away. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just have to get this done today so that I don't have to work on it later. Paris is going to kill me if I don't make our meetings for the next week."
"Are you sure you are okay?"
"Yes. I'm fine."
"Okay. Well, I guess I will go then if you are busy." He started to walk away.
"Jess! Wait." He turned back around.
"What?"
"Can we talk?"
"I thought you were busy."
"I really need to talk to you."
"Okay."
We both walked over to the couch and sat down. I had no idea where to start the conversation so Jess started it for me.
"I know something is wrong with you. You're acting strange."
"I'm sorry. It's just that I've been thinking and I don't know anything about you."
"What do you mean you don't know anything about me?"
"I don't know anything about what your life was like in New York."
"It was hell."
"Jess. I'm serious."
"So am I. What's this about anyway?"
"It's just that I want to know what your life was like. What you did when you were skipping school and who you hung out with and why your life was hell."
"What does this have to do with anything?"
"I just want to know about you. I don't know anything about you."
"You know everything that you need to know about me."
"That's exactly my point. I only know what I want to know."
"Why does it matter what my life used to be like?"
"Because it does."
"Why?"
"Because I feel like I don't know who you are. I know it sounds dumb, but it's true."
"You know who I am."
"Why won't you tell me?"
"Because I don't think that it's that important."
"I do."
"Well, I don't. I don't want to talk about it. My life there was my life there. It has nothing to do with us here."
"I don't understand why you just won't tell me."
"You don't have to understand."
"Fine."
"I don't know what has gotten into you. My life was different. It was bad and I don't want to talk about it."
"Fine."
"Fine." Jess got up and walked out.
I couldn't believe that he couldn't talk to me about it. Why? Was his life really that horrible that I couldn't even know about it? All of this came at me so fast. I wanted to just forget it, but I couldn't. I didn't even know who he was and that pissed me off. Everything was just getting so messed up again. I had to clear my head so I went for a walk. I ended up at the bridge as I always did. I thought I saw Jess sitting on the bridge so I approached him. "I figured you'd be here," I said. The figure turned around and I realized that it wasn't Jess. It was Jason.
"Did you?" He replied.
"Oh. Sorry. I thought you were Jess."
"Nope. Not Jess."
"How do you know about this place?"
"Jess showed it to me."
I walked up to him. "Have you seen Jess?"
"Not since this morning."
"Oh." I sat down next to Jason on the bridge.
"Why?"
"We got into a fight."
"About what?"
"Just stuff."
"You can talk to me. Maybe I can help."
"I just want to know what his life was like in New York. He never talks about it and I feel like I don't even know who he is."
"Jess isn't the kind of person to talk about his feelings. He had a hard life and he doesn't like talking about it."
"I know that, but I feel so in the dark."
"Maybe I could talk to him."
"No. I need to fix this myself."
"Okay. If you say so."
We sat there for a while not saying anything when all of a sudden Jason leaned over and tried to kiss me. I shoved him away, "What are you doing?"
"Making you feel better."
"That is not going to make me feel better."
"Sure it will." He grabbed my arms and forced my face to his. He began to kiss me roughly. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He pushed me down on the bridge and he started to run his hand up my shirt. I got the chance and I started to scream. He hit me in the mouth with the back of his hand and I could feel the blood running down my face. I struggled, but he was to strong. Just as he was attempting to take my shirt off someone pulled him off from me. I was so scared that I couldn't stand up. When I looked up I realized that it was Jess that had pulled him off from me. Jess punched Jason in the nose and it knocked him out. Then he ran over to me and picked me up.
I was crying hysterically so Jess carried me home. He sat me on the porch step and sat down next to me. I looked up and he had his head in his hands. I wrapped my arms around him and burried my face in his shirt. We sat there, me crying and Jess holding me, for almost 10 minutes before he spoke.
"I'm so sorry." I looked up at him and his face was covered with an angry look as he spoke. "I'll tell you about my life in New York now. I do owe you something."
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I hope you all liked this chapter. I am working my way up to the Trory portion of the story. All of this has to do with what is coming up so don't think that I forgot that I am writing a Trory fic here! Review please!