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Justsomebodycalledme.

I made it final, I was the one who spoke the words. I didn't have a choice, she left me no choice she chose someone else but me. When I turn around to see if she's still standing there, I see she broke down and is sitting on the icy cold floor. I hate myself for this, I never should've come back. Everything was perfect before I left in the first place, they weren't perfect but we could've worked on that with my grades and all. There is always some reason to feel not good enough and I thought she would reject me for it. But I left I returned for my own sake. I told her things for my own sake and eventually she is the one who has to pay for it again. That's how it suppose to be, I'm suppose to be the one where everbody can put all the blame, that's my part in our 'relationship' But this time it's different, this time it's her fault. It could've been her mother, Luke, Lane, Dean...God even her grandmother didn't want them two to be together. But it wasn't any of the above, it was her. She was the one. Yeah she was, the one for him and the one who made sure there last day has been counted and the one who made sure there was never a them anymore.

After that night he didn't know where to go, should he go back to his father where he ended things more abruptly then with her. Or maybe he should look for his mother and live with her and one of her new boyfriends. He didn't choose either one of those options, instead he went to the busstation and got on the first bus that arrived, his destination would be a surprise but he didn't mind, as long as he got away. The ride took longer than he expected and every memory of them found it's way to his heart mind and veins, she was inside of him and he was unable to block her out. Only the cold window reminded him that he was still on earth but all he wanted to do is turn back time and fly away with her. She hurt him big time and even though he wanted to hate her, he couldn't. He couldn't hate her, he still loved her and there was a small voice in his head telling him that he always would.

"Excuse me, sir...is this seat taken?"

That was just what he needed, somebody to make a nice and chatty conversation with, talk about the weather or how terribly long this ride was.

"Yes"

"Oh, I'm sorry I'd bothered you, I guess I can stand in the back of the bus"

That's when he realized the bus was completly filled with bussinessman and childeren. The only seat available was the one next to his.

"Sir, you can sit here"

"Thanks"

A slight smile appeared on his face, not wanting to start the conversation so soon.

"So where are you going?"

"Wherever this bus takes me"

"I'm sorry for my cheerful behavior, it's just that...shall I tell you?"

"Sure"

At least this way he wouldn't have to talk to him and he could just pretend to listen, show a smile every once in a while.

"Well today I've gratuaded at Yale and even though....."

"I'm going to Yale"

"Yale? What happend with Harvard?"

"Well...Yale is closer to home so I can get here every weekend and this way you can visit and my mom can visit. Plus there are great teachers"

I have the strange feeling she's going to Yale because of me, I don't know why but it just feels that way. Then I simply kiss her, feeling her hands slipping around my waist and falling in love with the closeness of her all over again. I love her. It took me some time to realize, to realize she's not one over the others, she's special and she's mine. She chose to be mine, she walked away from the safe and secure inviorment Dean was giving her and she chose the unstable thing I had to offer.

"Jess, I have to tell you something but you have to promise me you don't freak out"

Telling me this has already freaked me out.

"Okay"

"I...I love you"

She did freak him out but he didn't pay attention to it because he wasn't ready for that sort of thing , instead he kissed her again and she deepend the kiss slowly and sloftly. They never slept together, she had somebody else for that. Heartache liberated him from the memory and the man that was sitting beside him asked him if everything was fine.

"Where are you running from?"

He looked at him with a question wheter he was trying to be funny or if he was serious.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked that. Do you have a place to stay?"

Again he shot him a look with the same question.

"Look I'm not hitting on you okay, I have a lovely girlfriend so don't be afraid. Like I told you before I'm in a good mood and you look like you don't have a place to stay. Hell you don't even know where you're going, let a long a place to stay"

"No, no I don't have a place to stay"

"Well you seem like a good guy so I'll let you stay for a while. I have a small guesthouse so you can stay there."

"Thanks"

"By the way I'm Chris"

"Jess" That day in the bus, Chris probably saved his life, if he didn't get that offer he might live in some crappy apartment with a crappy job, trying to scramble his food together. He still has a crappy job but at least he has some comfortable place to stay. The first couple of days he tried to stay in the guesthouse so that nobody would notice him and that he would be left alone. Then Chris came to 'visit' him and give him something to eat.

"You can join us for dinner tonight if you want to"

"No thank you"

"Okay, that's fine"

Chris turns to walk away from him and then he realizes, Chris looks kind of hurt and then it hits him that he isn't being very grateful. After everything he has done for him he's being a jerk and reject dinner.

"Chris..."

"Yeah"

"Does the offer still stands?"

"Sure"

"What time do we eat?"

"At six"

"Okay...and Chris..."

"Yeah"

"I really appreciate what you're doing for me"

"That's OK"

Later that day he first met his girlfriend Ally. She was not very tall and had long blonde hair, her eyes were dark brown and she had a very cheery voice. She was nothing like Rory, she wasn't very attractive either but it didn't matter, she made him feel comfortable and that was what he needed.

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. He got more and more attached to Chris, he became his friend but he never told him the reason why he was on that bus, he never asked either. He met his sister Francis and he soon found (that's what Chris told him) that Francis liked him more than just a friend. But he wasn't ready, he didn't want to be ready. When he woke up one morning Ally was gone, Chris told him she packed her bags and left, she had found another. He told Chris he was sorry to hear that but Chris told him it didn't matter, things weren't working out between them anyway. It had been going on for a while, they fought constantly and one day when he was back at Yale to take care of some things he met another woman, someone who was in his eyes the most beauitful creature ever created. Jess simply laughed at his comment, not knowing that he subconsciencely agreed with him.