Here We Stand - Chapter 5
"Speechless"
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, or anything else mentioned.
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"What's this?" She asked, tears in her eyes. She was holding up the plane ticket and had stunned Jess speechless. He knew he should have hidden it better, he knew she would look in his drawer for one reason or another. But at the time, he didn't care. Then he had forgotten about it all together. But now, she was standing in front of him, holding up the ticket and asking questions.
"It's a plane ticket." He answered.
"I know that Jess!" She yelled, walking towards him, "But why? Why are you doing this?"
"Rory, I…"
"Am leaving? Well, I think that's obvious."
"No, it's not like that." He said, walking toward her. And it wasn't, he wasn't leaving just to spite her and make her angry, and he certainly wasn't leaving her for good. He was leaving, and it was for the better. But he would return.
"Then what is it like," she yelled between sobs, "because I can't figure it out!" She was holding onto the ticket like if she dropped it, her life would end. Not that it was much of a difference. If Jess was leaving, her life might as well end.
"Rory I was going to tell you!"
"This ticket, Jess, is for 5:30 in the morning. Meaning you would have to leave by at least 4:00 to get there, and do your bag check in, and get on the plane! So when exactly were you going to tell me? On your way to the airport? On the plane? When Jess! I need to know when!"
"I don't know…" He mumbled. And that was the truth, he wasn't sure when. He hadn't even been sure he was going to tell her. He figured, maybe, if he could just keep the lie going that he was visiting his Mom it would all turn out Ok. Then when he got back, after a little while, it would all be forgotten. Guess that idea was out.
"You don't know?" She uttered in disbelief. How could he 'not know'? How selfish could he really be?
"You know something Jess, we have a child. A baby. And you were just going to leave me here with her? Without and explanation, without even telling me!"
"I told you I was leaving…"
"But not to go to Venice. To visit your Mom."
"But, I mean, you knew." He tried to make light of the situation, because he knew right now there really was no explanation for what he was going to do.
"This is one way! You weren't even planning on coming back!"
"I was Rory, I really was! I just, I wanted to go there and figure some things out, and I didn't want to have a time restraint. You know how I am about that stuff… I just needed to know I could come back when I felt like it. Whether it be earlier than I had planned or later… as long as it was when I wanted to, and not had to."
So typical of him. No, so selfish of him. How dare he leave her and Lorel this way, how dare he not plan on telling her. She stared into his eyes and slowly stopped her lip from quivering. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she placed the ticked down on the table in front of him. She walked away.
"Rory? Rory, hey, wait…" He passed the ticket and followed her toward the bedroom.
She turned around sharply, but wouldn't look at him. "Just go," she whispered. She didn't want him to go, but what could she do about it now? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Because she knew, in her heart, in her mind, in her gut… that he would go off either way. Maybe having her permission would be an incentive for him to come back, assuming he wasn't lying to her again when he said he had planned to.
"Rory, I…"
"Pack your stuff. I want you out of here." With that, she turned back around and walked into her bedroom, pulling out a small suitcase from underneath her bed and placing it on top of her sheets. Jess had figured it was for him, until she walked toward her dresser.
"Don't do this Rory. I only did this because I thought it would be better for us. I thought, maybe, if I could figure some stuff out I would be happier and then you would be happier… we would stop arguing…" He paused, taking notice that she had pulled out some of her clothes and was placing them into the suitcase. "Hey, what are you doing?" He asked curiously, walking over to where she was.
"I'm taking Lorel, and we are going to my Moms." She answered, while vigorously shoving her clothes and belongings into the suitcase. If she stopped, she feared she would start to cry.
"What?" He asked, shocked.
She didn't stop packing; "You can call me when you get back. Then, we'll figure something out."
"Rory stop." He gently placed his hand over hers while she was organizing some of the things in the suitcase. She stopped for a moment, biting her lower lip and letting only a teardrop, before she pulled her hands out from underneath his to continue her packing. Fuck him. If he was going to do this to her, she was going to do it right back at him.
She closed her suitcase, figuring anything else she needed she come back for tomorrow and began her walk towards Lorel's room.
"Rory I won't go, Ok? I won't go." She kept walking. "Just… hey, will you stop for a second?" Jess went to grab her arm but she pulled it away, never looking back at him. She was on a mission now. To get out of the house before he did, to take Lorel and go to her Mom's, to not let her hurt him as much as he already was…
Jess stopped after he had tried to grab her and sighed, watching her walk into Lorel's room. His eyes wandered around the room and he took notice of the lamp beside him.
Rory jumped when she heard the crash, but only for a moment. Then she took some of Lorel's things and placed them into her baby bag. After she finished packing for her, she gently picked her up out of her crib and placed her over her shoulder. Lorel was always the heavy sleeper; hardly anything ever woke her up.
She walked out of the room and saw Jess standing beside the broken lamp, his hand slightly bleeding from when he had smacked it off the table. His eyes seemed more desperate than angry, his stance more submissive than usual. It was obvious he was begging her to stay, but with Jess being Jess, his pride had gotten in the way once again. And as he watched her grab the keys and walk out the door, he could only stand there, speechless. What was he supposed to do now?
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A/N - More coming soon if you guys like it! If you do like it, please; please please; let me know. It means so much to me, thanks!
"Speechless"
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, or anything else mentioned.
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"What's this?" She asked, tears in her eyes. She was holding up the plane ticket and had stunned Jess speechless. He knew he should have hidden it better, he knew she would look in his drawer for one reason or another. But at the time, he didn't care. Then he had forgotten about it all together. But now, she was standing in front of him, holding up the ticket and asking questions.
"It's a plane ticket." He answered.
"I know that Jess!" She yelled, walking towards him, "But why? Why are you doing this?"
"Rory, I…"
"Am leaving? Well, I think that's obvious."
"No, it's not like that." He said, walking toward her. And it wasn't, he wasn't leaving just to spite her and make her angry, and he certainly wasn't leaving her for good. He was leaving, and it was for the better. But he would return.
"Then what is it like," she yelled between sobs, "because I can't figure it out!" She was holding onto the ticket like if she dropped it, her life would end. Not that it was much of a difference. If Jess was leaving, her life might as well end.
"Rory I was going to tell you!"
"This ticket, Jess, is for 5:30 in the morning. Meaning you would have to leave by at least 4:00 to get there, and do your bag check in, and get on the plane! So when exactly were you going to tell me? On your way to the airport? On the plane? When Jess! I need to know when!"
"I don't know…" He mumbled. And that was the truth, he wasn't sure when. He hadn't even been sure he was going to tell her. He figured, maybe, if he could just keep the lie going that he was visiting his Mom it would all turn out Ok. Then when he got back, after a little while, it would all be forgotten. Guess that idea was out.
"You don't know?" She uttered in disbelief. How could he 'not know'? How selfish could he really be?
"You know something Jess, we have a child. A baby. And you were just going to leave me here with her? Without and explanation, without even telling me!"
"I told you I was leaving…"
"But not to go to Venice. To visit your Mom."
"But, I mean, you knew." He tried to make light of the situation, because he knew right now there really was no explanation for what he was going to do.
"This is one way! You weren't even planning on coming back!"
"I was Rory, I really was! I just, I wanted to go there and figure some things out, and I didn't want to have a time restraint. You know how I am about that stuff… I just needed to know I could come back when I felt like it. Whether it be earlier than I had planned or later… as long as it was when I wanted to, and not had to."
So typical of him. No, so selfish of him. How dare he leave her and Lorel this way, how dare he not plan on telling her. She stared into his eyes and slowly stopped her lip from quivering. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she placed the ticked down on the table in front of him. She walked away.
"Rory? Rory, hey, wait…" He passed the ticket and followed her toward the bedroom.
She turned around sharply, but wouldn't look at him. "Just go," she whispered. She didn't want him to go, but what could she do about it now? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Because she knew, in her heart, in her mind, in her gut… that he would go off either way. Maybe having her permission would be an incentive for him to come back, assuming he wasn't lying to her again when he said he had planned to.
"Rory, I…"
"Pack your stuff. I want you out of here." With that, she turned back around and walked into her bedroom, pulling out a small suitcase from underneath her bed and placing it on top of her sheets. Jess had figured it was for him, until she walked toward her dresser.
"Don't do this Rory. I only did this because I thought it would be better for us. I thought, maybe, if I could figure some stuff out I would be happier and then you would be happier… we would stop arguing…" He paused, taking notice that she had pulled out some of her clothes and was placing them into the suitcase. "Hey, what are you doing?" He asked curiously, walking over to where she was.
"I'm taking Lorel, and we are going to my Moms." She answered, while vigorously shoving her clothes and belongings into the suitcase. If she stopped, she feared she would start to cry.
"What?" He asked, shocked.
She didn't stop packing; "You can call me when you get back. Then, we'll figure something out."
"Rory stop." He gently placed his hand over hers while she was organizing some of the things in the suitcase. She stopped for a moment, biting her lower lip and letting only a teardrop, before she pulled her hands out from underneath his to continue her packing. Fuck him. If he was going to do this to her, she was going to do it right back at him.
She closed her suitcase, figuring anything else she needed she come back for tomorrow and began her walk towards Lorel's room.
"Rory I won't go, Ok? I won't go." She kept walking. "Just… hey, will you stop for a second?" Jess went to grab her arm but she pulled it away, never looking back at him. She was on a mission now. To get out of the house before he did, to take Lorel and go to her Mom's, to not let her hurt him as much as he already was…
Jess stopped after he had tried to grab her and sighed, watching her walk into Lorel's room. His eyes wandered around the room and he took notice of the lamp beside him.
Rory jumped when she heard the crash, but only for a moment. Then she took some of Lorel's things and placed them into her baby bag. After she finished packing for her, she gently picked her up out of her crib and placed her over her shoulder. Lorel was always the heavy sleeper; hardly anything ever woke her up.
She walked out of the room and saw Jess standing beside the broken lamp, his hand slightly bleeding from when he had smacked it off the table. His eyes seemed more desperate than angry, his stance more submissive than usual. It was obvious he was begging her to stay, but with Jess being Jess, his pride had gotten in the way once again. And as he watched her grab the keys and walk out the door, he could only stand there, speechless. What was he supposed to do now?
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A/N - More coming soon if you guys like it! If you do like it, please; please please; let me know. It means so much to me, thanks!
