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just the scent of you .
He sat on the hood of his car watching. There were three figures through the curtains of the windows. He wondered if one of the three was him, the thought made his blood curdle.
Something wasn't right. He knew that now. He knew that Rory would never give up their child because of money, how could he not of seen that before? He should have demanded to know the rest of story before she left. How could he have so little faith in her? How could she have so little faith in him?
Jess rubbed his hands together and breathed hot air into them. It was the first cold night in fall, winter would be here soon. The sun was setting behind him, he would go in as soon as he could see the stars. Arrows of pink and red satin shot across the sky like shards of glass. Soon he would be able to see the stars, just a few more minutes.
What more could there possible be? The abortion had been enough of a shock to him. It explained a lot of things. Like the fact she wouldn't make love with him for the last month of their marriage, every night he would reach out to her to find her back turned. Jess rubbed his forehead, so many wasted years.
His shadow was slowly disappearing. Soon it would be gone, gone, gone. The sky was a light blue now in the west, turning darker, darker, and darker in the east, like her eyes. Twilight. Just a few more minutes now.
Had she had that break down at work because of the abortion? Had she stopped loving him because of the abortion? Jess' thoughts were only questions. Endless questions that flew across his mind unanswered. He groped through his jacket for his pack of cigarettes. He found them and lit one.
Staring up into the sky, Jess could almost make out the big dipper. He inhaled the small roll of nicotine he held between his fingers and blew it up towards the sky clouding his vision of the forming constellations. As soon as he finished this one cigarette he would go in.
But it turned out that Jess would never have to walk up to that door and knock, because at that moment it opened illuminating a very familiar figure. Jess stared at Rory's silhouette in the doorway, he couldn't make out her face, but he knew she was gazing right back at him. He could feel her eyes trail over him.
He slid off his car as she began to walk to him. As she came in to clearer view he saw that her arms were crossed protectively over her chest, she looked scared and nervous.
Rory's eyes met his in the fading light, "Hey." She said softly.
"Hey." Jess said and took a puff from his cigarette to calm his beating heart. He felt seventeen again, at the beginning of their relationship when the awkwardness still sometimes crept up on them. He could tell Rory felt it too, the past washing over them like a sheet of rain. Somehow the small wrinkles around her eyes faded away, and the sadness in her eyes disappeared like a bird on a cloudy day.
Her arms fell to her side and then behind her back, she was open to him. He slid a hand in his pocket and let his cigarette fall to the ground, putting it out with his shoe. "Can we talk?" He asked.
She nodded biting her lip. She let her eyes drop to the ground and then back up to him again, she held out her hand. "Jess, I-"
But she was cut off when the door behind them opened again and another figure stood in the doorway, one that Jess didn't recognize. A masculine voice rang out across the yard, "Whose out there, Rory?"
Suddenly Jess was thirty three again, no longer an awkward teenager with the hope of many years to come. Rory's hand dropped and the sadness in her eyes returned as quickly as it left. She turned around. "It's Jess." She called back.
"Oh, what's he doing here?" He said as he came striding across the yard to meet them.
Jess looked him over as soon as he could see him clearly. Aw, damn, Rory found another Dean?
"He's just here to talk." Rory said as she crossed her arms again over her chest. Jess cursed Ryan for coming out here and closing Rory off to him again.
Ryan put out his hand, "Hey I'm Ryan. Rory's fiancée." He said emphasizing the fiancée.
Jess nodded, "I figured as much." And shook his hand. He hated him already.
Well, Ryan hated him too. "So how are those divorce papers coming?"
Jess turned to Rory ignoring Ryan's question, "I really need to speak with you." He paused, glanced at Ryan and added, "Alone."
She stared at him, her blue eyes plunging into his own. "I know." She said.
They couldn't tear their eyes away from each other, they were speaking without words. They both knew what the other was thinking. What could have been. Their family, their child, their life. In this imaginary world there were no divorce papers, no forced conversations, no Ryan's, and no lost love. Only happiness.
Ryan looked from one to the other, aware of the tension . . . or was it passion? . . . between them. "Ror, dinner's ready." He said desperately trying to make her look away from him.
Jess winced at the nickname, he hated it when people called her that. And so did she.
Forced out of her reverie, Rory looked away towards Ryan. "Wh-what?" She said confused.
"Dinner is ready." Ryan said trying to keep his temper under control.
"Oh." Rory furrowed her eyebrow trying to make sense of everything. She knew Ryan was feeling very territorial, but she needed above all else to speak with Jess. "Okay, well go ahead and eat. Save some for me later though okay?" She tried her best to smile sweetly at him.
"How long are you going to be?" Ryan asked glancing at Jess.
Rory looked back to Jess, "I-I don't know."
"Hurry back." He said and kissed her softly on the cheek, staring at Jess as he did as if to say 'See? She's mine now, stay way'. "It was nice meeting you." He said to Jess.
Jess nodded curtly at him and then turned to Rory. He jerked his head into the darkness, meaning 'let's take a walk'.
"Yeah, okay." She said slowly. She gave one last smile to Ryan and followed Jess down the street.
Ryan watched until at last both of their figures had faded into the darkness. He felt himself stirring with jealousy. How had Rory known that Jess was out here? Ten minutes ago they had been setting the table with Lorelai when Rory had abruptly stopped and walked out the door with no explanation whatsoever.
Lorelai had shrugged and said, "Leave her for a bit."
But Ryan had been curious and followed her out side to find her in a fucking staring contest with her ex-husband. Actually make that husband, the divorce wasn't even final yet.
A small voice in the back of his head asked him, 'Why are you marrying a woman in love with another man?' But he dismissed the thought as soon as it had entered his head, and two minutes later had already forgotten it.
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AN: I am so sorry this chapter is so short, but I wanted to update something and I still have to finish the next chapter. So I hope you liked this chapter and I PROMISE that the next chapter will be updated soon! And PLEASE review whether you liked it or not. Criticism is completely welcome!
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just the scent of you .
He sat on the hood of his car watching. There were three figures through the curtains of the windows. He wondered if one of the three was him, the thought made his blood curdle.
Something wasn't right. He knew that now. He knew that Rory would never give up their child because of money, how could he not of seen that before? He should have demanded to know the rest of story before she left. How could he have so little faith in her? How could she have so little faith in him?
Jess rubbed his hands together and breathed hot air into them. It was the first cold night in fall, winter would be here soon. The sun was setting behind him, he would go in as soon as he could see the stars. Arrows of pink and red satin shot across the sky like shards of glass. Soon he would be able to see the stars, just a few more minutes.
What more could there possible be? The abortion had been enough of a shock to him. It explained a lot of things. Like the fact she wouldn't make love with him for the last month of their marriage, every night he would reach out to her to find her back turned. Jess rubbed his forehead, so many wasted years.
His shadow was slowly disappearing. Soon it would be gone, gone, gone. The sky was a light blue now in the west, turning darker, darker, and darker in the east, like her eyes. Twilight. Just a few more minutes now.
Had she had that break down at work because of the abortion? Had she stopped loving him because of the abortion? Jess' thoughts were only questions. Endless questions that flew across his mind unanswered. He groped through his jacket for his pack of cigarettes. He found them and lit one.
Staring up into the sky, Jess could almost make out the big dipper. He inhaled the small roll of nicotine he held between his fingers and blew it up towards the sky clouding his vision of the forming constellations. As soon as he finished this one cigarette he would go in.
But it turned out that Jess would never have to walk up to that door and knock, because at that moment it opened illuminating a very familiar figure. Jess stared at Rory's silhouette in the doorway, he couldn't make out her face, but he knew she was gazing right back at him. He could feel her eyes trail over him.
He slid off his car as she began to walk to him. As she came in to clearer view he saw that her arms were crossed protectively over her chest, she looked scared and nervous.
Rory's eyes met his in the fading light, "Hey." She said softly.
"Hey." Jess said and took a puff from his cigarette to calm his beating heart. He felt seventeen again, at the beginning of their relationship when the awkwardness still sometimes crept up on them. He could tell Rory felt it too, the past washing over them like a sheet of rain. Somehow the small wrinkles around her eyes faded away, and the sadness in her eyes disappeared like a bird on a cloudy day.
Her arms fell to her side and then behind her back, she was open to him. He slid a hand in his pocket and let his cigarette fall to the ground, putting it out with his shoe. "Can we talk?" He asked.
She nodded biting her lip. She let her eyes drop to the ground and then back up to him again, she held out her hand. "Jess, I-"
But she was cut off when the door behind them opened again and another figure stood in the doorway, one that Jess didn't recognize. A masculine voice rang out across the yard, "Whose out there, Rory?"
Suddenly Jess was thirty three again, no longer an awkward teenager with the hope of many years to come. Rory's hand dropped and the sadness in her eyes returned as quickly as it left. She turned around. "It's Jess." She called back.
"Oh, what's he doing here?" He said as he came striding across the yard to meet them.
Jess looked him over as soon as he could see him clearly. Aw, damn, Rory found another Dean?
"He's just here to talk." Rory said as she crossed her arms again over her chest. Jess cursed Ryan for coming out here and closing Rory off to him again.
Ryan put out his hand, "Hey I'm Ryan. Rory's fiancée." He said emphasizing the fiancée.
Jess nodded, "I figured as much." And shook his hand. He hated him already.
Well, Ryan hated him too. "So how are those divorce papers coming?"
Jess turned to Rory ignoring Ryan's question, "I really need to speak with you." He paused, glanced at Ryan and added, "Alone."
She stared at him, her blue eyes plunging into his own. "I know." She said.
They couldn't tear their eyes away from each other, they were speaking without words. They both knew what the other was thinking. What could have been. Their family, their child, their life. In this imaginary world there were no divorce papers, no forced conversations, no Ryan's, and no lost love. Only happiness.
Ryan looked from one to the other, aware of the tension . . . or was it passion? . . . between them. "Ror, dinner's ready." He said desperately trying to make her look away from him.
Jess winced at the nickname, he hated it when people called her that. And so did she.
Forced out of her reverie, Rory looked away towards Ryan. "Wh-what?" She said confused.
"Dinner is ready." Ryan said trying to keep his temper under control.
"Oh." Rory furrowed her eyebrow trying to make sense of everything. She knew Ryan was feeling very territorial, but she needed above all else to speak with Jess. "Okay, well go ahead and eat. Save some for me later though okay?" She tried her best to smile sweetly at him.
"How long are you going to be?" Ryan asked glancing at Jess.
Rory looked back to Jess, "I-I don't know."
"Hurry back." He said and kissed her softly on the cheek, staring at Jess as he did as if to say 'See? She's mine now, stay way'. "It was nice meeting you." He said to Jess.
Jess nodded curtly at him and then turned to Rory. He jerked his head into the darkness, meaning 'let's take a walk'.
"Yeah, okay." She said slowly. She gave one last smile to Ryan and followed Jess down the street.
Ryan watched until at last both of their figures had faded into the darkness. He felt himself stirring with jealousy. How had Rory known that Jess was out here? Ten minutes ago they had been setting the table with Lorelai when Rory had abruptly stopped and walked out the door with no explanation whatsoever.
Lorelai had shrugged and said, "Leave her for a bit."
But Ryan had been curious and followed her out side to find her in a fucking staring contest with her ex-husband. Actually make that husband, the divorce wasn't even final yet.
A small voice in the back of his head asked him, 'Why are you marrying a woman in love with another man?' But he dismissed the thought as soon as it had entered his head, and two minutes later had already forgotten it.
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AN: I am so sorry this chapter is so short, but I wanted to update something and I still have to finish the next chapter. So I hope you liked this chapter and I PROMISE that the next chapter will be updated soon! And PLEASE review whether you liked it or not. Criticism is completely welcome!
