*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters. All I
own is my imagination and the plot.
*A/N: Hey!!! It's been ages (translation, two or three days) since I have updated. But I'm back with another chapter. No horror, but still a memorable chapter, cause Dean gets eaten by sharks........ Just kidding. He gets attacked by pirates ?! Nope, wrong again. He totally crushes Rory's heart, but luckily for her there are other guys around......... Tristan or Jess ? Please review and tell me what a jerk Dean is. Thanks!
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory looked at her reflection in the mirror. Traces of red lipstick were still visible. She lowered her eyes to the red lipstick, that was lying on the edge of the sink. She reached for the shade of dark red and picked it up. She removed the cap and smeared the lipstick across her lips. She looked at her reflection again. She wondered what made this color so special ? What made Shane so special ? Did this color make her eyes sparkle, did it make her hair shine........ Did Jess really care about make- up ? Rory wiped the lipstick away with the back of her hand and neatly placed the lipstick back on the edge of the sink. She brought her eyes up and carefully examined her appearance. Did she really look different with make-up on ? Rory sighed. She didn't like wearing loads of make-up and people didn't like her without it, than.........she didn't care. Rory turned around and opened the door of the bathroom, nearly tripping over Jess. He was sitting in front of the door, his head resting against the wall and a small paperback in his hands. At first Jess didn't even notice her. At one point, that was reassuring in a way, cause now she knew that he would never brake a promise to her. He promised not to walk in on her and he didn't. On the other hand it was a little frustrating.
R: ''Jess.''
Finally Jess stopped moving his eyes across the lines and brought them up to meet hers.
R: ''You can get up from that uncomfortable position now.''
J: ''It's actually not that bad.''
Jess immediately noticed how young she looked in her pink shirt and white shorts. It made her look even sweeter and more girly. Not girly as in, let's go shopping and he's cute, but girly as in, pink lip gloss that tastes like strawberry and I'll be your best friend. She looked like a girl, who knew nothing about the world. Yet there was something in the way she talked and in her eyes, that proved his theory wrong. Maybe it was because of all the books she had read. Or the many fights she had had with Dean. Cause no matter how many tears she had cried the night before, she would always find a way to work things out the next day. Jess wondered if she was really happy with the way things were between Dean and her.
R: ''Jess.........''
Jess, who had been drowning in his own flow of thought, found his way back to the surface and back to Rory.
J: ''Besides Paris was giving Tristan a speech about respecting the people around you.''
Rory slightly smiled. Paris was fighting a fight that she would definitely lose. It would be miraculous if she would even get the chance to finish her speech, before Tristan would make one of his crude comments towards her.
S: ''Jess !''
Rory followed Jess' gaze to the blond that was coming their way. Rory quickly observed her. As soon as she saw the clothes and make-up, doubts started to fill her head again and jealousy took over the inside of her stomach. She hated feeling like this. She didn't like worrying about her appearance. She used to care less. Even when Tristan started to flirt with her, she didn't change anything about herself. It was just a game anyway. Rory quickly looked away and dropped her gaze to her bare feet.
S: ''We need to talk. You can't do this.''
Jess went back to his book, not taking Shane serious.
S: ''You're my boyfriend and this is unacceptable.''
J: ''What are you talking about ?''
S: ''I'm talking about the fact, that you are sitting in front of the bathroom, when she's practically naked.''
R: ''I'm not naked.''
J: ''Thanks for clearing that up.''
Rory wanted to smile, but didn't when she saw the way Shane was glaring at her.
S: ''But you were.''
J: ''I think we all get naked in the bathroom at some point.''
Jess still didn't look up at Shane. This was the thing he didn't like about relationships. Jealous girlfriends. They always read something in to everything. Just like she was doing now. He never even had the intention of walking in on Rory. He respected her way too much for that. Besides he promised and even though he didn't make a lot of promises, he kept the one he did make.
Shane put her hands on her hips and looked at Rory.
S: ''I don't like it. I mean, the door wasn't locked.''
Jess sighed and closed his book.
J: ''Relax, nothing happened. Not yet anyway........''
S: ''I won't take this.''
J: ''Good, cause there's nothing to take.''
Shane shot Rory a death glare before she turned around on her heels and walked off. Rory bit her lip and looked at Jess.
R: ''I'm sorry.''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''We'll make up.''
Rory nodded, trying not to think of Shane and Jess's definition of making up. She stepped over Jess' legs, not knowing that Jess was fighting the urge to reach out and touch her. Before Rory went to her room, she turned around once more.
R: ''Thank you for..............not doing what Shane said.''
J: ''I always do the opposite of what people expect of me.''
He smirked at her. One of those boyish smirks that Rory actually treasured. Cause the genuine ones were precious and should be savored.
Rory returned his smirk with a sweet smile of her own. Jess could almost picture her lips being coated with honey. His smirk turned into a grin. Rory looked into his eyes, trying to find out what made him grin, but there was nothing there but a hint of amusement. Like a closed book. But at least she was able to catch a glimpse of the title.
*~*~*
When Rory had put on her sneakers, she wanted to head over to the beach. Just as she was about to leave, Paris' demanding and loud voice stopped her. Rory sighed and turned around.
P: ''Where are you going ?''
R: ''To the beach.''
P: ''I don't think so.''
T: ''Well, luckily for you no one really cares about what you think.''
Paris shot Tristan a foul look.
P: ''No one's going to the beach today.''
This time everyone in the room looked up.
Lane: ''Since when do you make up our minds ?''
Paris sighed.
P: ''I just thought that we could explore the island, since I'm getting tired of the beach day in and day out.''
T: ''Than go to sleep.''
Rory rolled her eyes at Tristan's comment.
R: ''I agree with Paris. It wouldn't hurt to take a look around.''
T: ''Yeah, maybe we'll get lucky and run into a couple of cameramen.''
J: ''Hollywood here we come.''
P: ''Then it's settled.''
Lane: ''How can it be settled when we didn't even discuss it ?''
T: ''That's what I like to call the Paris logic.''
R: ''Tristan......''
T: ''Fine, let's go and discover the island.''
J: ''Maybe we'll even find a buried treasure.''
P: ''No.''
T: ''I knew you were smart.''
P: ''I mean, we're not going in one group.''
Lane: ''Why not ?''
P: ''Cause that way I don't have to keep an eyes on every single one of you.''
T: ''We love you too Paris.''
S: ''How are the teams going to be divided ?''
P: ''Don't worry I won't split the happy couples up.''
*~*~*
About an hour later, the first group, was wandering through the jungle. Paris was of course leading the way and kept looking over her shoulder, to make sure that everyone was actually following her. Dean and Rory followed and Tristan was walking a couple of paces behind them, a bored expression on his face.
D: ''So, about last night...........''
R: ''What about it ?''
D: ''I saw you holding hands with Tristan.''
R: ''Dean............''
D: ''Let me guess, it was because you hate the dark right ?''
R: ''Actually it was. I would have grabbed anyone's hand.''
D: ''Sure.''
R: ''It's true, I would.''
D: ''Strange that it always just happens to be Tristan or Jess, doesn't it ?''
Rory stopped walking and faced Dean.
R: ''What are you talking about ?''
D: ''I saw him.''
R: ''Him ?''
D: ''Jess.........I saw him sitting in front of the door while you were taking a shower.''
R: ''He was just doing me a favor.''
D: ''Why didn't you ask me to do it ? Don't you trust me ?!''
Rory took a step back when Dean yelled at her and lowered her eyes. Did she trust him ? She used too, but after he walked in on her........she wasn't sure anymore. And she had a feeling that he had been there longer than he would have admitted.
R: ''I don't know.''
D: ''I'm your boyfriend.''
Rory looked up and met Dean's eyes. She could see the anger in his eyes. But if you looked a little further, you could see the hope underneath. He was desperately holding on to those three words. When Rory had already loosened her grip.
R: ''That's the point. You're my boyfriend and I would want to tell you everything, but I don't.''
D: ''You'd rather tell Jess or show Tristan.''
Tristan clenched his fists, waiting for Rory to give him a sign so he could step in. Cause he would be more than glad to do that. Even Tristan, the King of Chilton, didn't make such a scene with his girlfriends.
R: ''Dean.........''
D: ''No, don't tell me. You and Jess and Tristan are friends, right ?''
Dean looked at her with a bitter look in his eyes.
D: ''Maybe I should be your friend too, cause this is certainly not working out !''
Rory lowered her eyes, avoiding both Tristan and Paris' watchful gazes. Though Tristan's gaze was covered with anger and pure hatred for Dean right now.
D: ''You're not even trying to prove me wrong ?''
Dean's voice softened.
R: ''I don't have to. I already know you're right.''
The answer Rory was about to give him, wasn't the answer he had been expecting. But it was the truth though. And Rory meant every single word of it. Dean's gaze became cold again.
D: ''Well, then you can officially throw yourself at them now. Look, Tristan's already here to catch you.''
Rory looked up at Dean, tears were threatening to fall. When she didn't see anything in his eyes that was worth staying for, she lowered her eyes and headed home.
*~*~*
Rory was lying on her bed crying, when Lane silently slipped into the room. Without saying anything, she walked over to Rory and wrapped her arms around her. Both Lane and Rory had known that this day was coming, but they never had expected it to affect Rory this much.
*~*~*
That night, Rory skipped dinner and went to the beach instead. Tears were falling from her face, wetting the sand in front of her. Though she had already cried a lot earlier, she hadn't run out of tears yet. She had cried so much today, that she was getting used to the salty taste that lingered at the corners of her mouth. And the worst part was that she wasn't really crying because of the fact that she lost Dean. She cried, because of the fact that what Dean said had been true. She would rather talk to Jess than to him and she would rather banter with Tristan than watch a movie with Dean. She didn't even blame Dean for anything that went wrong. It was her fault. She should have admitted sooner that she didn't love him anymore. Rory wrapped her arms around her knees, not even making an attempt to catch the tears, that were on the edge of falling to the sand.
J: ''What are you doing here ?''
R: ''Waiting for a message in a bottle to appear in the ocean, from my mom.''
J: ''Yeah, life without e-mail sucks.''
Rory didn't smile at his comment and why should she ? She really did miss her mom and she wanted nothing else, but to go home and cry. Knowing her mom, she would probably make silly, little jokes and make her watch 'Gone with the wind' or something like that.
R: ''Please just............go.''
J: ''No.''
Rory sighed as she finally wiped some of her tears away.
R: ''Why ?''
J: ''Cause things are tense at the house.''
He walked over to her and sat down, not looking at her.
J: ''Besides you don't own the beach.''
R: ''I wish I did.''
J: ''Do you wanna........talk ?''
Rory looked at him.
R: ''Talk ? You're actually offering to..........''
Jess nodded and Rory stopped talking for a second. She looked at Jess, trying to meet his eyes. She was a little surprised at his offer, cause Jess wasn't the most talkative person she knew. Especially not when it came to 'emotional crap'.
R: ''Thanks.''
Finally Jess looked at her.
J: ''Just don't expect me to turn into a shrink or something.''
Rory smiled through her tears. Jess looked at her for a minute longer, observing her face, before he shifted his gaze away from her. For a couple of moments, nothing could be heard except for Rory's sobbing and the sounds of the island.
R: ''He probably hates me now............and I don't blame him.''
Amazing how Jess immediately knew who she was talking about. He quickly glanced at her as she continued listening patiently.
R: ''Everything's my fault..........He thinks that I didn't know what was happening, but I did. I'm not clueless and ever since our first fight, I wished he would stop talking to me as if I'm a little girl.''
Rory's sobs started to grow louder and she lowered her head, causing her tears to fall even quicker.
R: ''I tried to make it work. I wanted to make it work. I even tried to play basketball for him and I watched movies that I didn't like..........But it didn't matter. So Dean and me broke up..........big deal.''
Rory hid her head in her arms as she kept crying. Jess looked at her and for the first time he felt sorry for someone. He didn't even remember his first break up, but then again he didn't even remember the name of his first girlfriend. For Rory it was different. She had actually loved her boyfriend......... Jess started to feel guilty about using Shane. Another girl he wouldn't remember a year from now. He wondered if Rory and Dean would have broken up, if he hadn't moved to Stars Hollow. Jess sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Probably not. Suddenly Jess put his arm around Rory's shoulders and pulled her against him. He expected her to fight or say something, but she didn't. All she did was cry. She rested her head against his chest and kept on sobbing. He finally got what he wanted, but for some reason it didn't seem important anymore. Finally the storm had reached shore and it had destroyed almost everything, but there were still pieces lying around and they needed to be picked up.
*R*E*V*I*E*W*! Please ? :-) Well......? You expected this to happen, didn't you ? Oh well....... :-) Anyway only a couple of more chapters to go. Not as much horror as I want, but I'm working on another horror story. Takes place on Halloween. (I think) Sounds good ? And thanks a million colorful skittles for all those amazing reviews!
*A/N: Hey!!! It's been ages (translation, two or three days) since I have updated. But I'm back with another chapter. No horror, but still a memorable chapter, cause Dean gets eaten by sharks........ Just kidding. He gets attacked by pirates ?! Nope, wrong again. He totally crushes Rory's heart, but luckily for her there are other guys around......... Tristan or Jess ? Please review and tell me what a jerk Dean is. Thanks!
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory looked at her reflection in the mirror. Traces of red lipstick were still visible. She lowered her eyes to the red lipstick, that was lying on the edge of the sink. She reached for the shade of dark red and picked it up. She removed the cap and smeared the lipstick across her lips. She looked at her reflection again. She wondered what made this color so special ? What made Shane so special ? Did this color make her eyes sparkle, did it make her hair shine........ Did Jess really care about make- up ? Rory wiped the lipstick away with the back of her hand and neatly placed the lipstick back on the edge of the sink. She brought her eyes up and carefully examined her appearance. Did she really look different with make-up on ? Rory sighed. She didn't like wearing loads of make-up and people didn't like her without it, than.........she didn't care. Rory turned around and opened the door of the bathroom, nearly tripping over Jess. He was sitting in front of the door, his head resting against the wall and a small paperback in his hands. At first Jess didn't even notice her. At one point, that was reassuring in a way, cause now she knew that he would never brake a promise to her. He promised not to walk in on her and he didn't. On the other hand it was a little frustrating.
R: ''Jess.''
Finally Jess stopped moving his eyes across the lines and brought them up to meet hers.
R: ''You can get up from that uncomfortable position now.''
J: ''It's actually not that bad.''
Jess immediately noticed how young she looked in her pink shirt and white shorts. It made her look even sweeter and more girly. Not girly as in, let's go shopping and he's cute, but girly as in, pink lip gloss that tastes like strawberry and I'll be your best friend. She looked like a girl, who knew nothing about the world. Yet there was something in the way she talked and in her eyes, that proved his theory wrong. Maybe it was because of all the books she had read. Or the many fights she had had with Dean. Cause no matter how many tears she had cried the night before, she would always find a way to work things out the next day. Jess wondered if she was really happy with the way things were between Dean and her.
R: ''Jess.........''
Jess, who had been drowning in his own flow of thought, found his way back to the surface and back to Rory.
J: ''Besides Paris was giving Tristan a speech about respecting the people around you.''
Rory slightly smiled. Paris was fighting a fight that she would definitely lose. It would be miraculous if she would even get the chance to finish her speech, before Tristan would make one of his crude comments towards her.
S: ''Jess !''
Rory followed Jess' gaze to the blond that was coming their way. Rory quickly observed her. As soon as she saw the clothes and make-up, doubts started to fill her head again and jealousy took over the inside of her stomach. She hated feeling like this. She didn't like worrying about her appearance. She used to care less. Even when Tristan started to flirt with her, she didn't change anything about herself. It was just a game anyway. Rory quickly looked away and dropped her gaze to her bare feet.
S: ''We need to talk. You can't do this.''
Jess went back to his book, not taking Shane serious.
S: ''You're my boyfriend and this is unacceptable.''
J: ''What are you talking about ?''
S: ''I'm talking about the fact, that you are sitting in front of the bathroom, when she's practically naked.''
R: ''I'm not naked.''
J: ''Thanks for clearing that up.''
Rory wanted to smile, but didn't when she saw the way Shane was glaring at her.
S: ''But you were.''
J: ''I think we all get naked in the bathroom at some point.''
Jess still didn't look up at Shane. This was the thing he didn't like about relationships. Jealous girlfriends. They always read something in to everything. Just like she was doing now. He never even had the intention of walking in on Rory. He respected her way too much for that. Besides he promised and even though he didn't make a lot of promises, he kept the one he did make.
Shane put her hands on her hips and looked at Rory.
S: ''I don't like it. I mean, the door wasn't locked.''
Jess sighed and closed his book.
J: ''Relax, nothing happened. Not yet anyway........''
S: ''I won't take this.''
J: ''Good, cause there's nothing to take.''
Shane shot Rory a death glare before she turned around on her heels and walked off. Rory bit her lip and looked at Jess.
R: ''I'm sorry.''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''We'll make up.''
Rory nodded, trying not to think of Shane and Jess's definition of making up. She stepped over Jess' legs, not knowing that Jess was fighting the urge to reach out and touch her. Before Rory went to her room, she turned around once more.
R: ''Thank you for..............not doing what Shane said.''
J: ''I always do the opposite of what people expect of me.''
He smirked at her. One of those boyish smirks that Rory actually treasured. Cause the genuine ones were precious and should be savored.
Rory returned his smirk with a sweet smile of her own. Jess could almost picture her lips being coated with honey. His smirk turned into a grin. Rory looked into his eyes, trying to find out what made him grin, but there was nothing there but a hint of amusement. Like a closed book. But at least she was able to catch a glimpse of the title.
*~*~*
When Rory had put on her sneakers, she wanted to head over to the beach. Just as she was about to leave, Paris' demanding and loud voice stopped her. Rory sighed and turned around.
P: ''Where are you going ?''
R: ''To the beach.''
P: ''I don't think so.''
T: ''Well, luckily for you no one really cares about what you think.''
Paris shot Tristan a foul look.
P: ''No one's going to the beach today.''
This time everyone in the room looked up.
Lane: ''Since when do you make up our minds ?''
Paris sighed.
P: ''I just thought that we could explore the island, since I'm getting tired of the beach day in and day out.''
T: ''Than go to sleep.''
Rory rolled her eyes at Tristan's comment.
R: ''I agree with Paris. It wouldn't hurt to take a look around.''
T: ''Yeah, maybe we'll get lucky and run into a couple of cameramen.''
J: ''Hollywood here we come.''
P: ''Then it's settled.''
Lane: ''How can it be settled when we didn't even discuss it ?''
T: ''That's what I like to call the Paris logic.''
R: ''Tristan......''
T: ''Fine, let's go and discover the island.''
J: ''Maybe we'll even find a buried treasure.''
P: ''No.''
T: ''I knew you were smart.''
P: ''I mean, we're not going in one group.''
Lane: ''Why not ?''
P: ''Cause that way I don't have to keep an eyes on every single one of you.''
T: ''We love you too Paris.''
S: ''How are the teams going to be divided ?''
P: ''Don't worry I won't split the happy couples up.''
*~*~*
About an hour later, the first group, was wandering through the jungle. Paris was of course leading the way and kept looking over her shoulder, to make sure that everyone was actually following her. Dean and Rory followed and Tristan was walking a couple of paces behind them, a bored expression on his face.
D: ''So, about last night...........''
R: ''What about it ?''
D: ''I saw you holding hands with Tristan.''
R: ''Dean............''
D: ''Let me guess, it was because you hate the dark right ?''
R: ''Actually it was. I would have grabbed anyone's hand.''
D: ''Sure.''
R: ''It's true, I would.''
D: ''Strange that it always just happens to be Tristan or Jess, doesn't it ?''
Rory stopped walking and faced Dean.
R: ''What are you talking about ?''
D: ''I saw him.''
R: ''Him ?''
D: ''Jess.........I saw him sitting in front of the door while you were taking a shower.''
R: ''He was just doing me a favor.''
D: ''Why didn't you ask me to do it ? Don't you trust me ?!''
Rory took a step back when Dean yelled at her and lowered her eyes. Did she trust him ? She used too, but after he walked in on her........she wasn't sure anymore. And she had a feeling that he had been there longer than he would have admitted.
R: ''I don't know.''
D: ''I'm your boyfriend.''
Rory looked up and met Dean's eyes. She could see the anger in his eyes. But if you looked a little further, you could see the hope underneath. He was desperately holding on to those three words. When Rory had already loosened her grip.
R: ''That's the point. You're my boyfriend and I would want to tell you everything, but I don't.''
D: ''You'd rather tell Jess or show Tristan.''
Tristan clenched his fists, waiting for Rory to give him a sign so he could step in. Cause he would be more than glad to do that. Even Tristan, the King of Chilton, didn't make such a scene with his girlfriends.
R: ''Dean.........''
D: ''No, don't tell me. You and Jess and Tristan are friends, right ?''
Dean looked at her with a bitter look in his eyes.
D: ''Maybe I should be your friend too, cause this is certainly not working out !''
Rory lowered her eyes, avoiding both Tristan and Paris' watchful gazes. Though Tristan's gaze was covered with anger and pure hatred for Dean right now.
D: ''You're not even trying to prove me wrong ?''
Dean's voice softened.
R: ''I don't have to. I already know you're right.''
The answer Rory was about to give him, wasn't the answer he had been expecting. But it was the truth though. And Rory meant every single word of it. Dean's gaze became cold again.
D: ''Well, then you can officially throw yourself at them now. Look, Tristan's already here to catch you.''
Rory looked up at Dean, tears were threatening to fall. When she didn't see anything in his eyes that was worth staying for, she lowered her eyes and headed home.
*~*~*
Rory was lying on her bed crying, when Lane silently slipped into the room. Without saying anything, she walked over to Rory and wrapped her arms around her. Both Lane and Rory had known that this day was coming, but they never had expected it to affect Rory this much.
*~*~*
That night, Rory skipped dinner and went to the beach instead. Tears were falling from her face, wetting the sand in front of her. Though she had already cried a lot earlier, she hadn't run out of tears yet. She had cried so much today, that she was getting used to the salty taste that lingered at the corners of her mouth. And the worst part was that she wasn't really crying because of the fact that she lost Dean. She cried, because of the fact that what Dean said had been true. She would rather talk to Jess than to him and she would rather banter with Tristan than watch a movie with Dean. She didn't even blame Dean for anything that went wrong. It was her fault. She should have admitted sooner that she didn't love him anymore. Rory wrapped her arms around her knees, not even making an attempt to catch the tears, that were on the edge of falling to the sand.
J: ''What are you doing here ?''
R: ''Waiting for a message in a bottle to appear in the ocean, from my mom.''
J: ''Yeah, life without e-mail sucks.''
Rory didn't smile at his comment and why should she ? She really did miss her mom and she wanted nothing else, but to go home and cry. Knowing her mom, she would probably make silly, little jokes and make her watch 'Gone with the wind' or something like that.
R: ''Please just............go.''
J: ''No.''
Rory sighed as she finally wiped some of her tears away.
R: ''Why ?''
J: ''Cause things are tense at the house.''
He walked over to her and sat down, not looking at her.
J: ''Besides you don't own the beach.''
R: ''I wish I did.''
J: ''Do you wanna........talk ?''
Rory looked at him.
R: ''Talk ? You're actually offering to..........''
Jess nodded and Rory stopped talking for a second. She looked at Jess, trying to meet his eyes. She was a little surprised at his offer, cause Jess wasn't the most talkative person she knew. Especially not when it came to 'emotional crap'.
R: ''Thanks.''
Finally Jess looked at her.
J: ''Just don't expect me to turn into a shrink or something.''
Rory smiled through her tears. Jess looked at her for a minute longer, observing her face, before he shifted his gaze away from her. For a couple of moments, nothing could be heard except for Rory's sobbing and the sounds of the island.
R: ''He probably hates me now............and I don't blame him.''
Amazing how Jess immediately knew who she was talking about. He quickly glanced at her as she continued listening patiently.
R: ''Everything's my fault..........He thinks that I didn't know what was happening, but I did. I'm not clueless and ever since our first fight, I wished he would stop talking to me as if I'm a little girl.''
Rory's sobs started to grow louder and she lowered her head, causing her tears to fall even quicker.
R: ''I tried to make it work. I wanted to make it work. I even tried to play basketball for him and I watched movies that I didn't like..........But it didn't matter. So Dean and me broke up..........big deal.''
Rory hid her head in her arms as she kept crying. Jess looked at her and for the first time he felt sorry for someone. He didn't even remember his first break up, but then again he didn't even remember the name of his first girlfriend. For Rory it was different. She had actually loved her boyfriend......... Jess started to feel guilty about using Shane. Another girl he wouldn't remember a year from now. He wondered if Rory and Dean would have broken up, if he hadn't moved to Stars Hollow. Jess sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Probably not. Suddenly Jess put his arm around Rory's shoulders and pulled her against him. He expected her to fight or say something, but she didn't. All she did was cry. She rested her head against his chest and kept on sobbing. He finally got what he wanted, but for some reason it didn't seem important anymore. Finally the storm had reached shore and it had destroyed almost everything, but there were still pieces lying around and they needed to be picked up.
*R*E*V*I*E*W*! Please ? :-) Well......? You expected this to happen, didn't you ? Oh well....... :-) Anyway only a couple of more chapters to go. Not as much horror as I want, but I'm working on another horror story. Takes place on Halloween. (I think) Sounds good ? And thanks a million colorful skittles for all those amazing reviews!