The Story So Far 3
"Sonny"
The bell tinkles at 8 o'clock and I look up to see Rory enter with a slight smile on her face. She exaggerates a shiver and I plop a cup of hot coffee in front of her.
"Thanks, Luke."
"Sure. So." I know what she wants from me but Jess pleaded with me not to tell her. Deep down I know he wants me to reveal everything to her, everything that happened, but he held back to protect himself.
"Luke, I need you to tell me what happened. Please Luke? He just left so suddenly and he thinks I hate him and he probably hates me-"
"Wait Rory, stop. First off, Jess doesn't hate you. He adored you. You were the only reason he stayed here as long as he did. I know he left suddenly but it was the only way he thought he could handle it. And lastly, he knows you don't hate him. Deep down inside, he knows. He assumed you were upset about the accident, which you have every right to be, but he knows you aren't mad at him. He feels responsible for it though." Rory's face softened as though she was sad she couldn't do anything about it.
"What did he say when he told you he wanted to go back?"
"Nothing really. Just that it would be easier for him to move on if he didn't have to stay here where he could be constantly reminded. You know how this town is, they don't let things go very easily. The look on his face made me understand completely. I've never seen him look so miserable, like it was all his fault and he couldn't forgive himself."
I stood in front of her, staring at a poor lost girl. I wanted to comfort her and tell her that it would all work out in the end, but I couldn't. More because I wasn't sure it would work out in the end than because I wasn't really the comforting type.
"Why did he leave then if he knew I wasn't mad at him?"
"I'm not really sure. Maybe he thought things would be better with you and Dean if he just left. Maybe it was too much to handle. Maybe, since you were the only good thing left in this town and he thought he'd lost you, he decided it was time to leave."
"I wish he hadn't."
"Me too. I won't admit it to myself but he was the best part of my day."
"Mine too. I'm sorry Luke. It's my fault he left."
"Oh Rory, it's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault. We both just lost a big part of ourselves and it's going to take a while to get through it."
"He's probably happier in New York anyway." She looked up a me warily and it broke my heart to see her this miserable.
"Jess definitely fits in better there." We both laugh for a second but it died away quickly.
"Luke, do you have Jess' address? I don't care if he told you not to tell me. Please give it to me. I need to tell him a few things."
He had told me not to give it to her. He didn't specifically tell me not to talk to her, but he had told me not to give her his address. I sigh and reluctantly relinquish a piece of paper that was tacked to my bulletin board and allow her to copy it onto a napkin.
"Give him a few day's time before you send him a letter. Let him think a while."
"Okay Luke." She grinned up at me with her big blue eyes and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Now go home. You have to have better things to do then stand around here talking to me."
"Thanks Luke!" She hugged me tightly and quickly before turning around and bolting out the door.
(Rory's POV)
After talking to Luke, I finally had some of the answers I needed. I ran back home, the piece of napkin I had copied the address on clutched firmly in my hand. I grabbed the letter I'd written and read through it one more time before walking to the kitchen to find an envelope and a stamp. Carefully, I copied the address onto the face of the envelope, put my return address, and added the stamp to the corner. Then, I added a quick postscript to the end of the letter, something I had forgotten to write in before, and hastily shoved the letter into the envelope before sealing it up tight.
I flew to the post office and sent the letter, paying to allow two days before it would arrive at Jess' apartment. As I walked back home, I hugged my jacket contently around me, not noticing a certain slip of napkin falling innocently to the ground behind me, waiting for an unsuspecting walker to come and find it.
(A/N: Hey! How am I doing? I was pleased with the reviews I got for the first chapter! Wow! What did she write at the end of the letter to Jess? Who found the napkin with Jess' address on it? The answers will be revealed soon! Thanks for reading!)
The bell tinkles at 8 o'clock and I look up to see Rory enter with a slight smile on her face. She exaggerates a shiver and I plop a cup of hot coffee in front of her.
"Thanks, Luke."
"Sure. So." I know what she wants from me but Jess pleaded with me not to tell her. Deep down I know he wants me to reveal everything to her, everything that happened, but he held back to protect himself.
"Luke, I need you to tell me what happened. Please Luke? He just left so suddenly and he thinks I hate him and he probably hates me-"
"Wait Rory, stop. First off, Jess doesn't hate you. He adored you. You were the only reason he stayed here as long as he did. I know he left suddenly but it was the only way he thought he could handle it. And lastly, he knows you don't hate him. Deep down inside, he knows. He assumed you were upset about the accident, which you have every right to be, but he knows you aren't mad at him. He feels responsible for it though." Rory's face softened as though she was sad she couldn't do anything about it.
"What did he say when he told you he wanted to go back?"
"Nothing really. Just that it would be easier for him to move on if he didn't have to stay here where he could be constantly reminded. You know how this town is, they don't let things go very easily. The look on his face made me understand completely. I've never seen him look so miserable, like it was all his fault and he couldn't forgive himself."
I stood in front of her, staring at a poor lost girl. I wanted to comfort her and tell her that it would all work out in the end, but I couldn't. More because I wasn't sure it would work out in the end than because I wasn't really the comforting type.
"Why did he leave then if he knew I wasn't mad at him?"
"I'm not really sure. Maybe he thought things would be better with you and Dean if he just left. Maybe it was too much to handle. Maybe, since you were the only good thing left in this town and he thought he'd lost you, he decided it was time to leave."
"I wish he hadn't."
"Me too. I won't admit it to myself but he was the best part of my day."
"Mine too. I'm sorry Luke. It's my fault he left."
"Oh Rory, it's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault. We both just lost a big part of ourselves and it's going to take a while to get through it."
"He's probably happier in New York anyway." She looked up a me warily and it broke my heart to see her this miserable.
"Jess definitely fits in better there." We both laugh for a second but it died away quickly.
"Luke, do you have Jess' address? I don't care if he told you not to tell me. Please give it to me. I need to tell him a few things."
He had told me not to give it to her. He didn't specifically tell me not to talk to her, but he had told me not to give her his address. I sigh and reluctantly relinquish a piece of paper that was tacked to my bulletin board and allow her to copy it onto a napkin.
"Give him a few day's time before you send him a letter. Let him think a while."
"Okay Luke." She grinned up at me with her big blue eyes and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Now go home. You have to have better things to do then stand around here talking to me."
"Thanks Luke!" She hugged me tightly and quickly before turning around and bolting out the door.
(Rory's POV)
After talking to Luke, I finally had some of the answers I needed. I ran back home, the piece of napkin I had copied the address on clutched firmly in my hand. I grabbed the letter I'd written and read through it one more time before walking to the kitchen to find an envelope and a stamp. Carefully, I copied the address onto the face of the envelope, put my return address, and added the stamp to the corner. Then, I added a quick postscript to the end of the letter, something I had forgotten to write in before, and hastily shoved the letter into the envelope before sealing it up tight.
I flew to the post office and sent the letter, paying to allow two days before it would arrive at Jess' apartment. As I walked back home, I hugged my jacket contently around me, not noticing a certain slip of napkin falling innocently to the ground behind me, waiting for an unsuspecting walker to come and find it.
(A/N: Hey! How am I doing? I was pleased with the reviews I got for the first chapter! Wow! What did she write at the end of the letter to Jess? Who found the napkin with Jess' address on it? The answers will be revealed soon! Thanks for reading!)