Nope, still don't own them. wish i would though

it may not seem like it but i am a true lit at heart. i just think sometimes things need to be a little bit more complicated. that´s life !

let´s get the time straight: Jess has never been to college, but got his GED. he now works for a small newspaper in new york. rory on the other hand graduated from Yale and works for the New York times. Jess never left but they broke up after kyle´s party because rory thought he was pushing her. they got back together two months later when Jess opened up to Rory. they moved in together when they were 24. they now are 25 and well, yeah seperated as you know.

here´s the new chapter, thanks to those who reviewed. you rock!

As I tried to control my breathing I said

" well, I'm glad we had this talk!" with that I hung up the phone .

Wow. Not only did Rory cheat on me, but it meant something to her? She slept with a guy that wasn't me, might I add, and it meant something to her? What the hell…!

That's when I started to think I totally lost it. I sat on the couch and suddenly I started to laugh, no not really to laugh, but to giggle. I sat there giggling like a premature girl who just got asked out for the first time. I couldn't stop. And if someone was looking through the window at this exact time ( although we , I mean I live on the third floor,) he would see a guy having the time of his life. But if that certain someone took a closer look, he would see the tears beginning to fall. no I was definitely not having the time of my life, well I was having the worst time of my life. Through my giggles another tear rolled down my cheek, then another. I couldn't exactly tell if it was because of me laughing so hard or because of my shattered heart. I guess it's the latter. At this very moment I made a promise to myself. I wouldn't throw my life away, I would move on, I would fall in love with a woman who deserved my love,. No, I would go back to my old self. Look where emotions had gotten me ? I had been happy before she stepped into my life and I would be happy again after. Somehow the word after left a bitter aftertaste in my mouth…

I allowed myself exactly two weeks to pine over her, not a day more. I didn't know then that she would be hunting me. Everyday I would see something that reminded me of her, every night I would long for her touch, the way she made me feel when her small, delicate hands travelled over my body marking every inch of it as her own. i longed for the feelings she caused when she touched all those spots she knew would drive me crazy. I pictured her face when she would hear me moan in pleasure, wide and full of passion, but shy at the same time, slightly astounded by the fact she did this to me. After all these years we shared,i was still surprised at how beautiful she was. I missed her body close to mine, interwinded legs when we would lie on the bed, reading. I squeezed my eyes shut as if to erase all those memories.No, I wouldn't show the rest of the world how much I was hurting.

I buried myself in work, I took articles home with me, I didn't sleep, I didn't eat properly .

I spoke to Luke every couple of days, I could sense he was worried about me, but I told him not to. I told him that I was moving on. Who was I kidding ? Luke made me promise to come visit him in stars hollow, but I wasn't ready for that. I made up some obscure lie about why I couldn't go back there at the moment. Sometimes it was my job, then other times I told him about a date I was having. Of course I lied. I wasn't ready to date yet, not when I could still feel her touch at night. Not when I could still smell her. My senses were sharp when it came to her. I felt as if I had been seeing her just yesterday.

Flashback

I got home and listened to my messages:

" hey Jess, it's Tom. You wanna go out tonight, grab a beer or something, call me!"

I deleted the message. I didn't wanna go out, I didn't lie to Luke when I told him I had a lot of work to do.

The next message made my knees go weak.

"jess, it's me. Rory" ha, as is I wouldn't recognize her voice

" I was wondering if I could get my stuff tomorrow. Well, I mean I guess you know about me moving to London already, and I kinda need it. I can totally understand if you don't wanna be there when I get there, just leave me a message on my cell phone… hmm, well, yeah thanks."

I didn't need her pity. I didn't give a fuck if she was coming over or not. Or that's what I tried to tell myself…

I called her cell and left a message: " come over whenever you like, you got a key!"

With that being said I erased the message as well and called tom.

" hey, well, a beer would be great!" or a couple of beers I added in my mind.

Flashback end

I got home late that night in an empty apartment. I looked around, everything seemed to be the same although everything felt different. There weren't clothes lying around, the coffeemaker in the kitchen didn't make a sound which was weird because it would always be working when she was still around.

I went to the bathroom, took a deep breath and entered it. Her cosmetic products were still there, on the top shelf of our bathroom cabinet. I took a closer look. Her contacts were put in a glass of water that meant she was wearing her glasses right now. I had to smile as my memories floated by.

Flashback

I was lying on the couch reading " a long way down" by Nick Hornby when I heard the door open.

I listened to her breathing hard, after all we were living on the third floor and Rory wasn't exactly the "marathon woman" .she came over to me to the couch , kissed me on my forehead and sat down next to me. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, suddenly feeling the need to touch her.

" bad day?" I asked. She sighed deeply and looked up at me. I leaned forward and pecked her on the lips as if I wanted to encourage her to tell me what was going on. She tilted her head to one side and made a face.

"remember when I couldn't read the shopping list and I bought red vines instead of red wine?"

I laughed a little.

" it's not that you wouldn't have bought red vines anyway!"

"yes, but I forgot the wine and when we wanted to drink some we didn't have any, and I wanted it to be the perfect evening and I messed it up, because I couldn't read the damn list and do you remember how angry I was at myself and…" I looked at her curiously, why the hell was she getting all worked up about the fact that she didn't buy the stupid wine. I loved it when she was ranting, her cute little cheeks all flushed and her hands up in the air to underline her words.

" so when today I actually confused "licked" and "kicked" , and let me tell you the expression ass kicking just got interesting, when I was reading this article I've had enough. I made an appointment with the ophthalmologist and begged his secretary to squeeze me in." she buried her head in her hands and I could see the ring I gave her to our five years anniversary reflecting the light. I was so distracted from the light on our ceiling that I wasn't paying attention to her ranting anymore.

" so what do you think?" she stared at me with expecting eyes. I shifted in my seat not knowing how to respond since I didn't know anymore what she was talking about. Man, women hate it when guys wouldn't pay attention.

" huh, sorry I was distracted" I pointed to the light and the angry expression that covered her face just a minute ago was replaced by a slight smile.

" I need glasses. Ahh, I need glasses, I can't believe it. I don't like glasses at all. I won't be able to go from the outside into a warm room without being blind for the next couple of minutes. Lane always used to stumble over something because she wouldn't see it. That's a funny thought, huh? Being blinded by glasses… it's paradox, oh and yeah, you would have to announce yourself before kissing me, so you wouldn't break the glasses that by the way cost a fortune if you don't wanna look like someone who was swallowed by glasses. That's probably the most the word glasses had been used in a sentence ever. It's a record, I'm gonna be in the book." she looked down again and whispered

" I need glasses, Jess!"

I tried my best to suppress the smirk that was tugging at the corner of my lips.

" oh, and I thought you needed glasses, you didn't make yourself clear!" I replied sarcastically.

She shot me her withering stare.

"that's not funny, Jess." as she said that I couldn't control myself anymore. I started laughing and soon she was joining me. As soon as we calmed down I looked at her seriously.

" you won't have to wear it all day, you know. It's only for reading purposes. Come on Rory, it's not that bad. You'll look great. It's gonna make you look even smarter. I'll even come with you when you pick one out, that's a deal ?" she nodded, not totally convinced by my speech.

" come on my love, do it for the perfect evening, do it for a glass of red wine." I smirked, got up and held my hand out for her to take.

" you must be starving, dinner's ready."

" what are we having?" she asked and I knew she hoped it wouldn't be take out.

" pasta and I thought maybe red vines would go with it just perfectly?" I had to say it.

She shrugged and said " as long as the pasta is eatable" I smiled to myself and thought only she would freak out like that over the fact that she needed reading glasses

Flashback end

I put all of her stuff in a plastic bag and placed it in the living room. On second thought I took her spare glasses out of the bag and put it behind my books on the book shelf.

so what dou you think ? I know it´s a lot of flashbacks but i wanted to show the happier times as well. i hope you liked it. next chapter: Rory´s point of view.