A/N: I am so sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. I had a bunch of tests to take and my dance recital is coming up. I hope people are still following my story. Please review and share your ideas and opinions. Thanks.

Chapter 6

Okay, first part done. She's still listening, which is a good sign. Now to get out the second part. She gets it... right?

Rory knew better then to interrupt Jess while he spoke. He was now taking a pause while he seemed to be in deep thought. I wonder what he is thinking about. She watched as he took and deep breathe.

"Then there's my thirteenth birthday. Even though my dad had been gone for a while, it still hurt. So my mom drank and I never stayed at home. On this day I had accidentally walked into a bad neighborhood..."

*Flashback*

Jess woke up with a pounding headache. He then remembered what day it was, and silently cursed himself. Well, there was no way he was gonna stay to watch her get drunk. He got ready and went into the living room to find his mother lying on the couch.

"What are you doing up?" she asked without looking up.

"Well, that's what your supposed to do in the morning," he answered.

She saw him head towards the door and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Out," was his only answer.

"Why do I even bother with you?" she asked before he left.


After leaving the apartment, he went walking down the street. After a while her realized it was getting dark so he decided to head home. He suddenly got the feeling he was being followed, so he started walking a little faster. Then he started to jog a little while looking back ever few seconds.

Then, all of a sudden, he could no longer feel his feet on the ground. Because he was now being pulled into a dark alley. He couldn't see who his attacker was, but he could feel the person's fist meeting with his face. Then everything went black.

He woke up to feel the sun shining in his face. Which meant that he had been unconscious all night. And now he had to go back home. When he got back he went into his room he looked at his face in the mirror. He saw a small gash on his cheek, probably from being pulled to the ground, and his right eye was swollen. Then he reached down for his wallet in his back pocket only to find that it wasn't there. It was kind of a relief to find out that this was what his attacker had been after.

And with that Jess fell down on his bed for some much needed sleep. The only thought that went through his mind before he shut his eyes was My birthday sucks.
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