A/N: Thank you again for the reviews!
Brigneti: You're totally right! I didn't quite remember from which story it was...but somehow
I had gotten the idea that Jess's dad was a cop named Angelo. I
haven't been
watching Gilmore Girls for so long so I didn't know if it was
true. I just went with
it.
So everybody: the idea of Jess's father being called Angelo wasn't my idea, it was Tinuviel Henneths. I hope it's alright that I'm borrowing it, but he isn't a very important character in the story so I think it won't be much of a problem.
A/N have fun reading and don't forget to review!
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I am a bad girlfriend.
Really really bad.
I made him yell at me. So loud the whole diner fell silent. And we weren't even inside the diner. We were upstairs. In his bedroom. We had been reading and suddenly...
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**FLASHBACK**
"Jess?"
"Hmm?"
"Tell me about your past..."
**END**
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Okay okay...it was kinda sudden. But I had been thinking about it for a while now. Whenever we were together it seemed like he was holding up his guard. We never shared comfortable silences anymore. He always seemed to distant himself from me...and I wanted to be with him. In every sense of the way. I wanted to know all the things that whirled around in his head. Every thought and action he had ever had and done.
~~
**FLASHBACK**
"Why?"
"I just want to know..."
Jess stood up from his bed and put his book in his backpocket.
"Nope..."
"Nope what? Nope you won't tell me or nope I don't wanna know?"
"Both"
**END**
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I tried to make a joke out of it. And failed miserably.
~~
**FLASHBACK**
"In that cause it would be nope nope"
"Then nope nope it is"
"Jess please"
"No Rory. I said no"
**END**
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From there it just went downhill. I started yelling, he started yelling until we were both trying to yell as hard as possible. Luke stormed upstairs...banging on the door trying to shut us up. We didn't even listen. I yelled at him how he never talked to me and he yelled back that maybe it was because I was such a bad girlfriend.
~~
I started crying and ran.
~~
So now I'm here. In my room. Thinking about what he said. Was he right? Was it my fault that he couldn't tell me? Maybe it was. Maybe I really was that lousy girlfriend he said I was.
I change into my favourite sweatshirt and fall down on my bed. Tears are still stinging in my eyes. I'm thinking about my options now. If I'm really as bad as he says I am then maybe I'm no good for him. Maybe we need to break up so he can get a girlfriend who's able to open him up.
I keep thinking about it all night. Crying, and thinking, and wishing he would call which -ofcourse- he never does. I finally fall asleep, welcoming a dreamless nothing in which I no longer have to think.
A/N: Sorry it was so short. And sorry it sucked. Cause it did. But I didn't know how to write...I hope the next chapter will be better...It should probably be up in a few days, my tests are almost over. Please review!
Brigneti: You're totally right! I didn't quite remember from which story it was...but somehow
I had gotten the idea that Jess's dad was a cop named Angelo. I
haven't been
watching Gilmore Girls for so long so I didn't know if it was
true. I just went with
it.
So everybody: the idea of Jess's father being called Angelo wasn't my idea, it was Tinuviel Henneths. I hope it's alright that I'm borrowing it, but he isn't a very important character in the story so I think it won't be much of a problem.
A/N have fun reading and don't forget to review!
~~
I am a bad girlfriend.
Really really bad.
I made him yell at me. So loud the whole diner fell silent. And we weren't even inside the diner. We were upstairs. In his bedroom. We had been reading and suddenly...
~~
**FLASHBACK**
"Jess?"
"Hmm?"
"Tell me about your past..."
**END**
~~
Okay okay...it was kinda sudden. But I had been thinking about it for a while now. Whenever we were together it seemed like he was holding up his guard. We never shared comfortable silences anymore. He always seemed to distant himself from me...and I wanted to be with him. In every sense of the way. I wanted to know all the things that whirled around in his head. Every thought and action he had ever had and done.
~~
**FLASHBACK**
"Why?"
"I just want to know..."
Jess stood up from his bed and put his book in his backpocket.
"Nope..."
"Nope what? Nope you won't tell me or nope I don't wanna know?"
"Both"
**END**
~~
I tried to make a joke out of it. And failed miserably.
~~
**FLASHBACK**
"In that cause it would be nope nope"
"Then nope nope it is"
"Jess please"
"No Rory. I said no"
**END**
~~
From there it just went downhill. I started yelling, he started yelling until we were both trying to yell as hard as possible. Luke stormed upstairs...banging on the door trying to shut us up. We didn't even listen. I yelled at him how he never talked to me and he yelled back that maybe it was because I was such a bad girlfriend.
~~
I started crying and ran.
~~
So now I'm here. In my room. Thinking about what he said. Was he right? Was it my fault that he couldn't tell me? Maybe it was. Maybe I really was that lousy girlfriend he said I was.
I change into my favourite sweatshirt and fall down on my bed. Tears are still stinging in my eyes. I'm thinking about my options now. If I'm really as bad as he says I am then maybe I'm no good for him. Maybe we need to break up so he can get a girlfriend who's able to open him up.
I keep thinking about it all night. Crying, and thinking, and wishing he would call which -ofcourse- he never does. I finally fall asleep, welcoming a dreamless nothing in which I no longer have to think.
A/N: Sorry it was so short. And sorry it sucked. Cause it did. But I didn't know how to write...I hope the next chapter will be better...It should probably be up in a few days, my tests are almost over. Please review!