Luke stood up, putting his hand over his eye. Man did it hurt. Jess had
quite a punch especially when he was pissed off. He walked over to the
bathroom door, hearing Jess sniffling. "Jess." He knocked. "Jess, common.
Open the door."
*~*~*~*~*
Jess looked up at the sound of his Uncle's voice right outside the door. He had now moved to the bathtub and leaned up against the side of it. His knees where level with his face and his arms were slung over them. His head was down allowing his tears to fall onto his shirt and expand as they hit the fabric. He looked at the broken glass scattered across the floor, his reflection also broken and scattered. How easy would it be to pick up a piece of this glass and repeat what had got him sent to Stars Hollow? Too easy. but maybe this time Luke wouldn't come in time to save him. Maybe he could keep his uncle standing outside the door just long enough.
He picked up one of the pieces that laid on the floor. He looked at each of his wrists. One was mangled with a slowly forming scar and the other, to Jess it seemed like it was just waiting to face the same fate as the other.
*~*~*~*
Luke was becomming more and more worried by the second. He had heard glass breakage and was afraid of Jess might do. "Jess! Open the door!!" He yelled, his anguish taking over him. A week earlier, the freak that had brought Jess to Stars Hollow had called and reported that Jess was not seeing his counselor like he was suppose to. Of course Luke was oblivious to this matter. He had informed Luke that if he did not make Jess go to this "therapy", that he would be taken to and institution for "people who are suicidal". Luke didn't much like the word "suicidal". But once he thought about it, Jess WAS suicidal. "Jess, open this door right now!" He panicked and ran straight through the door, breaking it down.
There was Jess, tears in his eyes. He had walked in just in time before Jess cut his wrist to where the vein was. He rushed over to him and threw the glass out of his nephew's shaky hands. Jess stood up. "Jess! What are you doing!"
"Leave me alone!"
"You're cutting yourself! AGAIN!"
"Get away from me!"
"What's wrong? What happened!? Talk to me, Jess!" Yelled Luke, desperately wanting to get to the bottom of this.
"My best friend died ok! Now go away!" He tried pushing past Luke but did not succeed. Luke was overwhelmed with pity for his nephew who had suffered so much. He grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. Jess at first fought and pounded on Luke's chest and then finally let Luke comfort him. He cried into his uncle's strong arms.
"Jess, we need to bandage you up." He cleaned off Jess's wrist and placed a bandage securely over the cut. Luke had once again saved his nephew, but this time he saved him from going to the hospital.
FEW DAYS LATER
"Hey." Jess looked up into the bright blue eyes of none other than Rory Gilmore.
"Um hi." He stuttered. She padded across the wooden planks and sat somewhat far away from, so she would not make him run again.
"I haven't seen you around for awhile. Everything ok?"
"Yup." He replied nonchalantly.
"Good...that's uhh good." She didn't know quite what to say. She had heard through the gossip chain that Jess was going back to New York.
"I'm going back...to New York, I mean...uhh tomorrow." He said as though he had been reading her thoughts.
"Oh..umm...Will I ever see you again?"
"I'm not going for good. I just have some...uh business to tend to." He didn't want to convey any details.
"What kind of business?"
"Business that's none of your business!" He snapped at her as he stood up to walk away.
"Jess, I didn't mean to pry. Please don't go." She pleaded. He took one glance at her before walking away. That's what Jess Mariano did best. *Just keep walking, Mariano, just keep walking.* he thought to himself.
THE FUNERAL
"Hi, Jess." Sniffed Justin's mother.
"Hey, Mrs. Maxell. How are you?" He asked not wanting to be impolite. He hated funerals, especially for people he cared about. They were too emotional and it made him tired because he just had to keep his emotions hidden-like they were some kind of a secret that only he was aloud to know about.
"This is the worst time of my life." She sadly responded-this made Jess sad because this was one of the worst times of his life as well.
"Jess Mariano?" Came a girl's voice behind him. She had brown hair and green eyes that were bloodshot from crying-Jess knew all of Justin's relatives...he didn't remember this girl.
"Yeah that's me." He answered her.
"My name's Tonya. I was Justin's girlfriend." ah-ha that's why he didn't recognize her.
"Oh, hi."
"We dated for about 6 months...and we were having our sixth month aniversary when the car came. The person driving was obviously drunk." Jess couldn't take this.
"Why are you telling me this?" But she continued.
"We walked out onto the street, not even seeing the car speeding towards us. It all happened so fast. It hit him and he fell to the ground."
"Tonya, please stop." Jess didn't want to hear this. "Please just stop." He tried not to be too loud, but he just couldn't take this anymore.
"He told me right before he..died. Tell Jess that it's not too late. He can still find her, he just has to take a little time to look." Tears came to Jess's eyes. He hated being emotional-but that's all he was lately. Emotion. The girl walked off. Jess realized this was the girl that Justin had talked about-"the one". She really was a nice girl.
LUKE'S
"How was it?" Asked Luke as Jess entered the diner, wearing a shirt and tie with nice black pants.
"Fine. It was just fine." Jess walked upstairs and went inside the apartment. He loosened his tie, picked up a book, turned on some music, and laid down on his bed to begin reading. He couldn't concentrate. All the words became a blur on the page. He threw his book at the wall and turned up his music even louder-he didn't want anyone to hear him cry.
If there's a God at Heaven's door, do you thin He wants me anymore?
It's all left up to circumstances, a whole life filled with second chances. Pounded like nails into my floor.
Everybody hates and everybody dies.
Begin to separate a world that's full of lies.
Separate yourself, to separated self
Separate yourself, to separated self
Surely there's a better place for me,
A place where I can spend eternity.
A place where there is no more pain and there is only sunshine reigning,
And there is no one walking on their knees.
Everybody hates and everybody dies.
Begin to separate a world that's full of lies.
Separate yourself, to separated self _ Separate yourself, to separated self
My angels they surround me, my demons they have found me.
My demons they surround me, my angels they have found me (now).
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A/N: I know Jess was a little OOC but you must keep in mind that he's hurting and people are very vulnerable when they are hurting. So anyway! I hope you guys liked this chapter! Please keep reviewing!
*~*~*~*~*
Jess looked up at the sound of his Uncle's voice right outside the door. He had now moved to the bathtub and leaned up against the side of it. His knees where level with his face and his arms were slung over them. His head was down allowing his tears to fall onto his shirt and expand as they hit the fabric. He looked at the broken glass scattered across the floor, his reflection also broken and scattered. How easy would it be to pick up a piece of this glass and repeat what had got him sent to Stars Hollow? Too easy. but maybe this time Luke wouldn't come in time to save him. Maybe he could keep his uncle standing outside the door just long enough.
He picked up one of the pieces that laid on the floor. He looked at each of his wrists. One was mangled with a slowly forming scar and the other, to Jess it seemed like it was just waiting to face the same fate as the other.
*~*~*~*
Luke was becomming more and more worried by the second. He had heard glass breakage and was afraid of Jess might do. "Jess! Open the door!!" He yelled, his anguish taking over him. A week earlier, the freak that had brought Jess to Stars Hollow had called and reported that Jess was not seeing his counselor like he was suppose to. Of course Luke was oblivious to this matter. He had informed Luke that if he did not make Jess go to this "therapy", that he would be taken to and institution for "people who are suicidal". Luke didn't much like the word "suicidal". But once he thought about it, Jess WAS suicidal. "Jess, open this door right now!" He panicked and ran straight through the door, breaking it down.
There was Jess, tears in his eyes. He had walked in just in time before Jess cut his wrist to where the vein was. He rushed over to him and threw the glass out of his nephew's shaky hands. Jess stood up. "Jess! What are you doing!"
"Leave me alone!"
"You're cutting yourself! AGAIN!"
"Get away from me!"
"What's wrong? What happened!? Talk to me, Jess!" Yelled Luke, desperately wanting to get to the bottom of this.
"My best friend died ok! Now go away!" He tried pushing past Luke but did not succeed. Luke was overwhelmed with pity for his nephew who had suffered so much. He grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. Jess at first fought and pounded on Luke's chest and then finally let Luke comfort him. He cried into his uncle's strong arms.
"Jess, we need to bandage you up." He cleaned off Jess's wrist and placed a bandage securely over the cut. Luke had once again saved his nephew, but this time he saved him from going to the hospital.
FEW DAYS LATER
"Hey." Jess looked up into the bright blue eyes of none other than Rory Gilmore.
"Um hi." He stuttered. She padded across the wooden planks and sat somewhat far away from, so she would not make him run again.
"I haven't seen you around for awhile. Everything ok?"
"Yup." He replied nonchalantly.
"Good...that's uhh good." She didn't know quite what to say. She had heard through the gossip chain that Jess was going back to New York.
"I'm going back...to New York, I mean...uhh tomorrow." He said as though he had been reading her thoughts.
"Oh..umm...Will I ever see you again?"
"I'm not going for good. I just have some...uh business to tend to." He didn't want to convey any details.
"What kind of business?"
"Business that's none of your business!" He snapped at her as he stood up to walk away.
"Jess, I didn't mean to pry. Please don't go." She pleaded. He took one glance at her before walking away. That's what Jess Mariano did best. *Just keep walking, Mariano, just keep walking.* he thought to himself.
THE FUNERAL
"Hi, Jess." Sniffed Justin's mother.
"Hey, Mrs. Maxell. How are you?" He asked not wanting to be impolite. He hated funerals, especially for people he cared about. They were too emotional and it made him tired because he just had to keep his emotions hidden-like they were some kind of a secret that only he was aloud to know about.
"This is the worst time of my life." She sadly responded-this made Jess sad because this was one of the worst times of his life as well.
"Jess Mariano?" Came a girl's voice behind him. She had brown hair and green eyes that were bloodshot from crying-Jess knew all of Justin's relatives...he didn't remember this girl.
"Yeah that's me." He answered her.
"My name's Tonya. I was Justin's girlfriend." ah-ha that's why he didn't recognize her.
"Oh, hi."
"We dated for about 6 months...and we were having our sixth month aniversary when the car came. The person driving was obviously drunk." Jess couldn't take this.
"Why are you telling me this?" But she continued.
"We walked out onto the street, not even seeing the car speeding towards us. It all happened so fast. It hit him and he fell to the ground."
"Tonya, please stop." Jess didn't want to hear this. "Please just stop." He tried not to be too loud, but he just couldn't take this anymore.
"He told me right before he..died. Tell Jess that it's not too late. He can still find her, he just has to take a little time to look." Tears came to Jess's eyes. He hated being emotional-but that's all he was lately. Emotion. The girl walked off. Jess realized this was the girl that Justin had talked about-"the one". She really was a nice girl.
LUKE'S
"How was it?" Asked Luke as Jess entered the diner, wearing a shirt and tie with nice black pants.
"Fine. It was just fine." Jess walked upstairs and went inside the apartment. He loosened his tie, picked up a book, turned on some music, and laid down on his bed to begin reading. He couldn't concentrate. All the words became a blur on the page. He threw his book at the wall and turned up his music even louder-he didn't want anyone to hear him cry.
If there's a God at Heaven's door, do you thin He wants me anymore?
It's all left up to circumstances, a whole life filled with second chances. Pounded like nails into my floor.
Everybody hates and everybody dies.
Begin to separate a world that's full of lies.
Separate yourself, to separated self
Separate yourself, to separated self
Surely there's a better place for me,
A place where I can spend eternity.
A place where there is no more pain and there is only sunshine reigning,
And there is no one walking on their knees.
Everybody hates and everybody dies.
Begin to separate a world that's full of lies.
Separate yourself, to separated self _ Separate yourself, to separated self
My angels they surround me, my demons they have found me.
My demons they surround me, my angels they have found me (now).
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A/N: I know Jess was a little OOC but you must keep in mind that he's hurting and people are very vulnerable when they are hurting. So anyway! I hope you guys liked this chapter! Please keep reviewing!