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This chapter is dedicated to Dione Robertson who totaly gave me this idea.. Thank you so much. I was completely stuck. Dam writer's block.
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signifies the beginings and ends of Flash backs. And the Flash backs are in Italics.
Chapter 5- I wish I did:.:.:.:.
"What the hell is wrong with you! You little son of a bitch!" Jimmy screamed at Jess, throwing him against a wall.
Jess came back, blindly punching at his 'father' as he was beating Liz. Jimmy got off of Liz and pushed Jess back, going after him.
"Jimmy No!" Liz screamed as Jimmy brutally beat Jess.
"Don't. Ever. Tell. Me. What. To. Do. You. Stupid. Bitch!" Jimmy said to Liz between punches delivered to Jess' face and body.
Jess lay there, not moving at all. Jimmy stood up, Jess could hear his mother crying. Then he heard Jimmy hit her again, her crying stopped.
He lay there in the corner of the small apartment in New York. When he woke up he was in a hospital bed in Connecticut, Liz crying at his side.
"Mom?"
"Oh my baby boy. You're awake. Oh thank god." Liz hugged his battered body lightly.
Jimmy was gone, he left and Jess had been in a coma for five days, because of one of Jimmy's beatings.:.:.:.:.
"What?" Jess asked as he felt his airway closing off and his mouth going dry.
"After you left, I found out about Oliver. I couldn't tell you, I didn't know where you were." Rory told him.
"I.. I.. I.." Jess stuttered, turning whiter and whiter.
"Jess?"
He heard Rory's voice, it sounded far away. He suddenly felt like he needed to lay down. He felt sick. He stumbled back but stopped as he felt his back hit the tree. He sunk to the ground, head in his hands.
"Jess?" Rory had given Oliver to Lorelai and was at Jess' side. "Jess are you okay. Jess?"
He looked up at her, sad and vacant expression in his eyes. He felt like he couldn't breathe, until she touched his hand.
"Jess. I know this is.." There weren't words to describe what this was, "But you're scaring me. Say something, please, say anything." She said to Jess' seemingly empty shell.
"Twist." He said, "Oliver." He connected.
Rory nodded.
He was Jess, always thinking about books. After the huge thing that was just dropped on him, he focused on the name. Rory watched him closely as he looked at Oliver.
"I'm sorry." He choked out, "I cant."
Rory was taken aback by what Jess said. "What?""Rory, I cant have a kid." He looked up at her with tears in his eyes.
He went to stand up but Rory stopped him, "Jess wait. Talk to me."
"I cant Rory, I cant." He said before he walked away.
"What just happened?" Rory asked sadly.
"You told Jess he had a nine month old son." Lorelai answered.
"And he freaked out." Rory added.
Jess walked quickly through town, not caring who saw him. He walked into Luke's, he made his way upstairs.
"Luke?" He called into the apartment.
"Jess?" Luke said surprised when he saw his nephew.
"Why didn't you tell me!"
"Tell you what?"
"About Oliver! I'm pretty sure you know who that baby's father is. Why didn't you tell me!" Jess yelled, "You knew where I was, I sent you a letter when I got that job! You knew where I was! Why didn't you tell me?" He was holding back tears by now.
"If I told you. Would you have come back?" Luke asked. Jess looked up at him. "If I told you, you had a son, would you have come back? Or would you be too scared?"
Jess shook his head.
"Jess, you're not Jimmy. You don't have to be afraid of turning out like him."
"Yes I do!" Jess shouted. "It's happened before! I was Jimmy! I came home drunk and I raped my girlfriend! Now tell me isn't that exactly how I came into this fucked up world!" Jess exploded.
Luke didn't know that Jess raped Rory, he was disoriented for a minute.
"So tell me again how I don't have to worry about being my father." It was quiet for a moment, "So to answer you're question, I wouldn't have come back, I would have been to scared, But I would have liked to know." Jess walked to the door.
"Jess wait."
"What?" Jess asked sounding tired.
"I know, that you could never be Jimmy. You're better than that. You're better than him and I know that."
Jess nodded, "I wish I did." And he left.
He made his way down the stairs, out of the diner and to his car.
He didn't drive away, he was thinking. Twenty minutes and five cigarettes later, he had decided that leaving was better than staying and possibly hurting Rory and his son physically.
He started his car, peeled out from behind Luke's and drove back to New York, in hopes of finding a bar somewhere along the way, cause for the first time in a while he felt like he needed a drink.
Uh-oh.. What's gonna happen now. Oh.. Hell I don't even know. Give me some ideas people. Please.
Newt