Rating: PG-13, I don't know, I'm just guessing.
Disclaimer: Two words: NOT MINE. I also DO NOT own the idea that I got from One Tree Hill. And I also do not own the song bye Stroke 9, although I have been in the room where they recorded their demo tape and had a real conversation with them!
Summary: What if Jess couldn't go to California, what if there was something holding him back.
Author's Note: Hey guys. Sorry that took forever and a year. Didn't mean for it to. Hope you like it. And if you want the chapter soon, r/r, it helps. Thanks a bunch. Carie
Dedication: rorynjess4ever
Chapter 10: Trouble in Paradise
The way that you feel now It's cool as long as I know The way it's gonna be It's gonna take more Where we gonna go...
Make it last for an hour We'll never feel this way again Make it all that you want And everything that I need Make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me Any promises, make it last Make the best of what you see
-Stroke 9
* * *
As soon as they heard the crash, Lorelai and Jess's heads whipped around to face a blotchy, red-faced, teary-eyed Rory. She was breathing heavily and struggling to keep her balance. Jess stood up and whispered, "Maybe I better go, I'll see you tomorrow." He turned to walk away and began to. Lorelai crept up the stairs and walked though the door, assuming that Rory would follow suit. But she didn't. Instead she ran down the stairs and caught up with Jess. She walked silently behind him until they got to the bridge.
They sat down and Jess began, "Look, Rory, I don't know how much of that you heard, but I meant all of it. I screw up... a lot, and you know that, but that was one thing that I just couldn't. I'm sorry if I hurt you or if you're done with my inconsistency or whatever. Nothing you could do would surprise me. You could yell at me, tell me that its not going to work out, try and blame it one yourself, or the one that I predict, and I would do, run away. I'm ready, just get it over with, because nothing you do could surprise me, I know how big of a..." Rory cut him off with a tender kiss. "Except that." He pulled her in closer and tangled his fingers into her chestnut hair. They stopped to take a breath and rested their foreheads on each other's.
"It's okay, I get it. Just promise me... promise me you'll never leave again," she breathed, "ever."
"I promise," he practically mouthed.
"I just can't be mad at you anymore."
"Okay," was all he could say.
They kissed more passionately for what seemed like forever.
"Oh yea, Jess," she whispered, "I love you too."
"I'm glad."
The moment was magical. A soft breeze rustled the branches of the small trees above, and as a result, the pale pink summer blossoms fell of and sprinkled the pair in a curtain of petals. Jess looked up at Rory. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked in the dark covered in the flowers. They seemed to make her glow, he thought to himself. The water was dusted in them as well and looked like a rolling meadow full of pink.
Rory looked at her watch. It was 1:14. "You think we better go?" Rory asked picking a blossom out of Jess's hair and giggling.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay," she kissed him, "I love you."
"I love you too," he said as she got up. He looked back up at her, "always will."
Rory blushed and then walked slowly back to her house. Jess watched her until she was hidden by the thick bushes, and made his way back to Luke's small apartment.
* * *
A few weeks went by, and life could not have been better for Rory and Jess. They spent all the time they could together. Discovering new book stores, exploring the streets of Hartford and many other things. It felt as though nothing could ever go wrong for the two of them.
One day, when they were up in the apartment, Jess heard the phone ring.
"Luke's busy right now, and he probably doesn't want to talk to you anyway, and guess what, neither do I," Jess answered and was about to hang up until he heard what was to come next.
"Jess, wait, this is important," he heard a whimpering women's voice whisper. "Jess, it's Sasha, Jimmy's girlfriend."
"Uhm."
"Jess, I know that you really don't want to talk to me, but I wouldn't be calling unless it was really important."
"What is it is than?"
"Jess, Jimmy was in a motorcycle accident. He's in the hospital right now, and they are trying their hardest to help him make it, but the doctor says he probably won't last longer than this week. He was hit dead on by a moving car, and flew and landed on his chest. He now has some broken ribs, heart complications and a punctured lung. I know that you guys aren't really getting along, but he really regrets it and would really love to see you before he... well, he'd like to see you. It was sort of like his one last wish and it would mean a lot to him."
"Well."
"Please, Jess, do it for him. He really loves you; you're his son. I would mean so much to both of us. Please."
"Okay, I'll come."
"Thank you, Jess."
"I'll see you soon." Then he hung up.
"Who will you see soon?" Rory asked looking very confused.
"I have to go to California."
"No... no... this isn't happening. This isn't happening to us, not now. Jess, you promised me!"
"Not forever, Rory, I just have to go for like a week."
"Why, you have no reason to go. You told me he never wants to see you again. He doesn't love you, Jess. I love you!"
"Rory, he's dying," Jess muttered as he sat down on the bed.
"Oh my god. Jess. I am so sorry."
"He wants to see me. He wants to make things right before he dies. It's kinda like his last wish."
"Oh god." Rory paused for a little while, leaving an incredibly awkward silence. "I'm coming," she concluded.
"What? Rory, it's a like a two day train ride!"
"You're not going unless I go."
"Rory, I'll be back in like a week."
"Jess, I'm coming, I don't care if you like it or not. I'm not going to loose you again."
"Rory, I'm not going to be there for that long. I'll call everyday."
"Do you not want me to come or something?"
"Of course I do, Rory, I just don't want to put you through all of that for nothing."
"It's not nothing! It's you!"
"Fine, you can come, we'll catch the earliest train tomorrow. I'll go online tonight and figure out the times and crap like that. You just convince your mom to let you come. Sound good to you?"
"Perfect," she squealed as she swung her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I'm going to go pack. I'll call you when I'm done to see what time I should be over tomorrow."
"Okay, Miss Agenda."
"Shut up," She playfully hit him, "I'll talk to you later."
"Okay."
Rory bounced down the stairs. This was going to be so much fun. She felt bad that she felt that way, because Jess's dad was dying but she couldn't help it. With a few days alone with Jess, plenty was in store.
* Hey guys. Hope you liked it. I'll try to crank out the next chapter ASAP... but do you all know what makes them come about 10 times faster? It's reviews!!!!! So please r/r I need you to! -Carie
Disclaimer: Two words: NOT MINE. I also DO NOT own the idea that I got from One Tree Hill. And I also do not own the song bye Stroke 9, although I have been in the room where they recorded their demo tape and had a real conversation with them!
Summary: What if Jess couldn't go to California, what if there was something holding him back.
Author's Note: Hey guys. Sorry that took forever and a year. Didn't mean for it to. Hope you like it. And if you want the chapter soon, r/r, it helps. Thanks a bunch. Carie
Dedication: rorynjess4ever
Chapter 10: Trouble in Paradise
The way that you feel now It's cool as long as I know The way it's gonna be It's gonna take more Where we gonna go...
Make it last for an hour We'll never feel this way again Make it all that you want And everything that I need Make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me Any promises, make it last Make the best of what you see
-Stroke 9
* * *
As soon as they heard the crash, Lorelai and Jess's heads whipped around to face a blotchy, red-faced, teary-eyed Rory. She was breathing heavily and struggling to keep her balance. Jess stood up and whispered, "Maybe I better go, I'll see you tomorrow." He turned to walk away and began to. Lorelai crept up the stairs and walked though the door, assuming that Rory would follow suit. But she didn't. Instead she ran down the stairs and caught up with Jess. She walked silently behind him until they got to the bridge.
They sat down and Jess began, "Look, Rory, I don't know how much of that you heard, but I meant all of it. I screw up... a lot, and you know that, but that was one thing that I just couldn't. I'm sorry if I hurt you or if you're done with my inconsistency or whatever. Nothing you could do would surprise me. You could yell at me, tell me that its not going to work out, try and blame it one yourself, or the one that I predict, and I would do, run away. I'm ready, just get it over with, because nothing you do could surprise me, I know how big of a..." Rory cut him off with a tender kiss. "Except that." He pulled her in closer and tangled his fingers into her chestnut hair. They stopped to take a breath and rested their foreheads on each other's.
"It's okay, I get it. Just promise me... promise me you'll never leave again," she breathed, "ever."
"I promise," he practically mouthed.
"I just can't be mad at you anymore."
"Okay," was all he could say.
They kissed more passionately for what seemed like forever.
"Oh yea, Jess," she whispered, "I love you too."
"I'm glad."
The moment was magical. A soft breeze rustled the branches of the small trees above, and as a result, the pale pink summer blossoms fell of and sprinkled the pair in a curtain of petals. Jess looked up at Rory. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked in the dark covered in the flowers. They seemed to make her glow, he thought to himself. The water was dusted in them as well and looked like a rolling meadow full of pink.
Rory looked at her watch. It was 1:14. "You think we better go?" Rory asked picking a blossom out of Jess's hair and giggling.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay," she kissed him, "I love you."
"I love you too," he said as she got up. He looked back up at her, "always will."
Rory blushed and then walked slowly back to her house. Jess watched her until she was hidden by the thick bushes, and made his way back to Luke's small apartment.
* * *
A few weeks went by, and life could not have been better for Rory and Jess. They spent all the time they could together. Discovering new book stores, exploring the streets of Hartford and many other things. It felt as though nothing could ever go wrong for the two of them.
One day, when they were up in the apartment, Jess heard the phone ring.
"Luke's busy right now, and he probably doesn't want to talk to you anyway, and guess what, neither do I," Jess answered and was about to hang up until he heard what was to come next.
"Jess, wait, this is important," he heard a whimpering women's voice whisper. "Jess, it's Sasha, Jimmy's girlfriend."
"Uhm."
"Jess, I know that you really don't want to talk to me, but I wouldn't be calling unless it was really important."
"What is it is than?"
"Jess, Jimmy was in a motorcycle accident. He's in the hospital right now, and they are trying their hardest to help him make it, but the doctor says he probably won't last longer than this week. He was hit dead on by a moving car, and flew and landed on his chest. He now has some broken ribs, heart complications and a punctured lung. I know that you guys aren't really getting along, but he really regrets it and would really love to see you before he... well, he'd like to see you. It was sort of like his one last wish and it would mean a lot to him."
"Well."
"Please, Jess, do it for him. He really loves you; you're his son. I would mean so much to both of us. Please."
"Okay, I'll come."
"Thank you, Jess."
"I'll see you soon." Then he hung up.
"Who will you see soon?" Rory asked looking very confused.
"I have to go to California."
"No... no... this isn't happening. This isn't happening to us, not now. Jess, you promised me!"
"Not forever, Rory, I just have to go for like a week."
"Why, you have no reason to go. You told me he never wants to see you again. He doesn't love you, Jess. I love you!"
"Rory, he's dying," Jess muttered as he sat down on the bed.
"Oh my god. Jess. I am so sorry."
"He wants to see me. He wants to make things right before he dies. It's kinda like his last wish."
"Oh god." Rory paused for a little while, leaving an incredibly awkward silence. "I'm coming," she concluded.
"What? Rory, it's a like a two day train ride!"
"You're not going unless I go."
"Rory, I'll be back in like a week."
"Jess, I'm coming, I don't care if you like it or not. I'm not going to loose you again."
"Rory, I'm not going to be there for that long. I'll call everyday."
"Do you not want me to come or something?"
"Of course I do, Rory, I just don't want to put you through all of that for nothing."
"It's not nothing! It's you!"
"Fine, you can come, we'll catch the earliest train tomorrow. I'll go online tonight and figure out the times and crap like that. You just convince your mom to let you come. Sound good to you?"
"Perfect," she squealed as she swung her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I'm going to go pack. I'll call you when I'm done to see what time I should be over tomorrow."
"Okay, Miss Agenda."
"Shut up," She playfully hit him, "I'll talk to you later."
"Okay."
Rory bounced down the stairs. This was going to be so much fun. She felt bad that she felt that way, because Jess's dad was dying but she couldn't help it. With a few days alone with Jess, plenty was in store.
* Hey guys. Hope you liked it. I'll try to crank out the next chapter ASAP... but do you all know what makes them come about 10 times faster? It's reviews!!!!! So please r/r I need you to! -Carie