** Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Gilmore Girls. If I were that all powerful then Jess would be staying put! So, in summation... Please don't sue me!**
Jess opened his e-mail inbox and looked at the
messages he'd received overnight. He sighed as it totaled 20.
Junk, junk, junk, porn ad, junk, junk, scam, junk, virus, junk.
He smiled slightly when he saw the e-mail from Rory. The sound of glass breaking
against the wall was a rude awakening.
He looked in the direction the noise had come from. There was shouting in the
next room.
Jess finished reading Rory's e-mail and hit 'reply'. He thought for moment
and then started typing.
Hey Rory,
We both know I cannot just make things better for you. I just want to be there
for you to talk to, scream at, cry to, anything. I wish that I could just tell
you everything would be alright, but I know you couldn't believe that, even if
it were true. Rory, everything will work out if you give it time. Please, please
don't hurt yourself.
Don't worry about depressing me. Talking to you yesterday didn't depress me
at all. I WANT to hear your story, want to know you and want to help you in any
way I can. This isn't something you dumped on me. This is something that helps
me in a way. To learn about someone who has problems similar to mine. Just
having a person to talk to about anything when you need it is...very powerful.
If you want, we can keep sending messages. I would like that. They can be about
anything at all. What ever is bothering you, anything.
Always,
Jess.
He hit send and watched the status bar of the e-mail program, waiting until it
was done.
A door slammed. He sighed and got up, opening his bedroom door and scanning the
living room. His mother sat in a chair with her head in her hands, crying.
"What's going on?" He asked her.
"He's gone." She said angrily. "He's an ass hole! He's never to set
foot in this apartment again."
"Ok then." Said Jess calmly. It was her 3rd live in boyfriend in as many
months. He wasn't surprised to see him leave.
He went back into his room, and lay on his bed. Ever since his dad had left,
it'd been one boyfriend after the next. He couldn't keep up, and he really
didn't feel like trying. It hadn't been much better when his father had been
around. His parents were both as childish as each other. He'd had to do some
pretty fast growing up to survive their constant warring. But at least it had
been something constant in his life.
Jess picked up the book next to his bed and opened it. He didn't need to look
at the pages, he knew the book word for word. But he'd learnt from an early
age that having his nose in a book seemed to make him invisible. No one bothered
him. So he read, and read. And as luck would have it, he discovered that reading
was something he enjoyed.
He rested his head on his pillow and found himself thinking about Rory.
Wondering what she was thinking about at that moment. Wondering if she liked to
read too, or what kinds of music she enjoyed. He dropped the book on the bed
beside him and closed his eyes, enjoying the silence but knowing that by the
next week Liz would have another boyfriend to yell at.
